Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper stared at those three pills in shock.

The coldness of the unknown surged and stirred within his chest.

Jameson was a schemer, a man who thrived on manipulation.

Every word he spoke could be part of an elaborate ploy.

Maybe these pills were poison, a way to kill him without the mess of bloodshed.

"Tf I take all of them, will you let Lyse go?" Jasper's voice cracked, hoarse with pain.

Jameson chuckled nonchalantly.

"Of course." "Did you think that I would believe you? Show yourself or get those lapdogs of yours to come at me if you want me dead.

Let's fight face-to-face.

If not, you might as well just shoot me." Jasper then slammed his fist into the glass and added, "Don't use such a vicious tactic.

I won't fall for it!" "Choose between the two," Jameson said, his grin widening.

not you, it'll be

Jasper." Jasper's

the black pill and pocketed the others, just in case Jasper had any

“Just this one then.

force you into doing something you're not willing to anyway." "Give

He had no hesitation.

do what you

He knew from the start that

push Jameson to hurt Alyssa—or

complied, the more time he bought

were already on

pills were poison, he would just have to

must! Moments later, almost elusively, that female helper showed up before Jasper with the medicine box

prove it to me," Jameson demanded, excitement

pills cold in

Seconds ticked by.

his mouth to mock him, Jasper threw back his head and

Alyssa's fingers twitched at

Jameson's pupils dilated.

or outcome of the medication