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.

Alyssa— she endured it in

was a terrible kiss, she couldn't help but sink

the kiss, something in her could

of hardship, she had been handed a piece of sweetness buried within

intense masculinity took Alyssa hostage, consuming her from the inside

a sharp pain exploded in Jasper's temples, and

was forced to pull away, his face stiffening as the

him, her lips still moist from the kiss,

were howling

his tongue until it went numb, desperately trying

strength within him to suppress the

way he could appear normal in front of Alyssa, rather than a

"Don't be with Justin.

Don't meet him...

promise me that? " His voice

Cold sweat covered him.

we? You were the one who

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

with someone else? Are you

hurt

hands shook, but no

to search for his pills

I wanted to

to you whether or not you want to heed my

you." After saying that, he strutted toward the

"Earlier...

that about?" Alyssa questioned him out of the