Can’t Win Me Back

The hot soup soaked through Jasper's clothes, and the scalding heat mirrored the intense temperature of his body at that moment.

Yet, his focus wasn't on the discomfort.

He leaned forward and grabbed Alyssa by the wrists, pulling her hands toward him with firm insistence.

"Let me have a look.

Do your hands still hurt?" "Let go of me!" Alyssa struggled as tears filled her eyes.

"Stop struggling.

You haven't recovered from your injuries!" Jasper's breaths became heavier as he tightened his grasp over her wrists.

He saw her tears glistening in her eyes as she waved her bandaged hands at him, her face a mixture of misery and comic helplessness.

Yet, there was an undeniable adorableness about her that sparked a deep, protective instinct in him.

Memories of the past flashed in Jasper's mind.

As his gaze remained fixed on Alyssa, something dark stirred within him, a coldness he had held for so long rising to the surface.

Then, without warning, his mind blanked.

He pressed his chapped lips against hers, feeling her soft, trembling mouth against his.

Their noses brushed together, and he could sense the gentle dampness of her skin.

Through their tangled breaths, it was clear—Jasper's kissing was awkward, almost painful, like a teenager clumsily exploring love for the first time.

He bit her tongue in his eagerness.

endured

kiss,

the clumsiness of the kiss, something in her could not pull

was as if, after a lifetime of hardship, she had been handed a piece of sweetness buried within sharp grains of sand, and

masculinity took Alyssa hostage, consuming her from the

exploded in Jasper's

away, his face stiffening as the agony

stared at him, her lips still moist from the kiss, her eyes wide

a thousand devils were howling and tearing at each other inside his

bit his tongue until it went numb, desperately trying to calm the chaos

ounce of strength within him to suppress the

could appear normal in front of Alyssa, rather than

"Don't be with Justin.

Don't meet him...

promise me that? " His voice was low

Cold sweat covered him.

up, haven't we? You were the one who ended

me what to do now?" Alyssa's eyes were red, and she provoked him deliberately, a bitter

once yours with someone else? Are you bothered, or do you still care for me?" "We were once

want you to get hurt again." Jasper's words trembled

but no one

urge to search for his pills almost

all I wanted to

or not you

I will never harm you." After saying that, he strutted

"Earlier...

questioned him out of the