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.

you, it'll be

yours, Jasper." Jasper's heart

made your choice." Jameson picked up the black pill and pocketed the others, just in case Jasper had any other

“Just this one then.

don't want to force you into doing something you're not willing to anyway." "Give me all

He had no hesitation.

do what

Lyse go." He knew from the

hurt Alyssa—or worse, force her to

he bought

were already on their

he would

almost elusively, that female helper showed up before

demanded, excitement flickering behind his gold-rimmed

the pills

Seconds ticked by.

Jasper threw back his head and

were connected, Alyssa's fingers twitched at that moment,

Jameson's pupils dilated.

could anticipate the reaction or outcome of