Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa's chest rose and fell. The tip of her nose and her eyes were red. She simply stared blankly at Jasper and couldn't say a word.

Without Jasper around, she never realized that fear was an emotion that she could feel. She wasn't afraid of God or the devil. She had fought the dark and evil forces of the world with bravery. But fear overtook her when Jasper appeared just in time to shield her from danger.

She wanted to cry, her heart softening. The façade of strength she had built crumbled, leaving her feeling like a fragile pebble in Jasper's hands.

She had never known she could feel fear like other women, but it was only with him.

Ignoring the pain in his back, Jasper held Alyssa by her trembling shoulders, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. Once he confirmed she wasn't physically hurt and was likely in shock, he exhaled in relief.

"M-Mister..."

Wide-eyed and mouth agape, Sebastian watched Jasper appear out of nowhere. He was shaking uncontrollably, as if his soul had left his body in shock. But he quickly regained his composure. "Zayne, run!" he shouted. Despite his aggression, Zayne wasn't stupid. He might not have recognized Alyssa, but he knew who Jasper was. Realizing his grave mistake, Zayne broke into a cold sweat and fled.

through his lower back. He let out a scream and, in the next moment, found himself tumbling down

The pain was unbearable, as if his bones were being crushed. Through gritted teeth, he cursed, "W-Who the hell

a macking

"L-Landon?"

Landon, his bright eyes gleaming as he stood over Zayne. It was moving to see

it were part of him. True to his title as "The Tyrant", Landon always had to appear impeccably put together, no matter

of surprise came across Sean's face.

Sean!" Landon smiled as he greeted them. At the same time, he pressed

snap,

straddled both the legal and underground worlds. He felt

was he to have the three major aristocrats

of color. His legs gave way, and he