Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 2415

Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest.

In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently.

Refinement wasn't necessary—only results mattered.

Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice.

Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.

And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.

The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her.

Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion.

"Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien.

We miss him...

We want him to come home!" Her pupils dilated.

The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.

That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed.

With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply.

Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered to the floor.

Cold sweat drenched her as she staggered, only for Remy to yank her backward.

Her body slammed into his chest, his muscular arm locking around her neck in a chokehold.

She struggled, clawing at his unyielding arm as her vision blurred and her breath hitched.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, and panic coursed through her veins.

"You're pathetic," Remy said, his voice cold and unyielding.

"One of Jameson's failed experiments.

a life." His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved

pressure, and she would

alive, the thought of ending her

than the torment of living—he knew

"Damien...

as tears streamed

"Please...

out of

That name again.

at him like an invisible hand around his

do I have to repeat myself? I am not Damien!"

Amber choked out, tears pooling in

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

his defenses like a dagger, prying open the cold armor around

sharp, inexplicable ache spread

the piercing pain caused him to loosen his hold around Amber's neck,

fighting or

she considered persuading this man, loyal to Justin, to switch

move, but one she was willing to

I know you're not heartless." "Women are such overthinkers," he muttered, his

hadn't fully released

he masked the pain with

sparing you because my orders were to bring you back

more." "Then what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

Lauren was kidnapped, Jameson ordered us to intervene," Amber

in secret and pretended to

yet, you didn't

stared straight at Amber, his

Silence stretched between them.

Amber's voice

"You're Sir's right-hand man.

Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly, his stoic

to develop illicit drugs and used Jameson

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