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.

piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved by her reddened

in pressure, and

him to bring Amber back alive,

than the torment of living—he knew Justin

"Damien...

voice cracked as tears streamed down

"Please...

of

That name again.

tightened, frustration clawing at him like an invisible hand around his

times do I have to repeat myself? I

Amber choked out, tears pooling in

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

words pierced his defenses like a dagger, prying open

sharp, inexplicable ache

throbbed, and the piercing pain caused him to loosen his hold around

fighting or fleeing,

was impossible without Remy's help, she considered persuading

was a risky move, but one she was

you're Damien, I know you're

hadn't fully

temples throbbed, but he masked

orders were to bring

what about last

Remy frowned.

Jameson ordered us to

secret and pretended

you didn't

Amber, his

Silence stretched between them.

breath, Amber's

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

enough evidence to prove Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly, his stoic expression cracking

drugs

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