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 it

much as this was a terrible kiss, she couldn't help but sink into

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 she was willing to

intense masculinity took Alyssa hostage,

in Jasper's temples, and his vision

his face stiffening

at him, her lips still moist from the

thousand devils were howling and tearing at each

until it went numb, desperately trying to calm the

within him to suppress the demons

normal in front of Alyssa, rather than a

"Don't be with Justin.

Don't meet him...

promise me that? " His voice was low

Cold sweat covered him.

broken up, haven't we? You

eyes were red, and she provoked him deliberately, a bitter smile playing

once yours with someone else? Are you bothered, or do you

don't want you to get hurt again." Jasper's words trembled with

shook, but

for

I

or not

will never harm you." After saying that, he

"Earlier...

was that about?" Alyssa questioned him