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.

can't even commit to taking a life." His piercing gaze

and she would suffocate

back alive, the thought of

death was kinder than the torment of living—he knew

"Damien...

cracked as tears

"Please...

out of it!"

That name again.

at him like an

times do I have to

out, tears

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

Her words pierced his defenses like a dagger, prying open the cold

inexplicable ache spread through

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

of fighting or

help, she considered persuading this

risky move, but one she was

whispered between coughs, "whether or not you're Damien, I know you're not heartless." "Women are such

fully released

he masked

my orders

"Then what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

Jameson ordered us to intervene," Amber continued, her voice gaining

secret

knew—and yet, you didn't expose

stared straight at Amber,

Silence stretched between them.

deep breath, Amber's voice trembled with

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

identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched

to develop illicit drugs

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