Can’t Win Me Back

"Maggie, I love you!" Xavier typed.

Maggie replied, "Xave, you're not usually this corny. What happened?"

Xavier couldn't bring himself to tell her that those words were his final ones if something happened to him. His phone buzzed again. It was Maggie sending another message that read, "I love you too, Xave."

Tears filled Xavier's eyes. His lips quivered, and his heart raced. He cursed under his breath. It was time to go all out.

With that, he grabbed the machete, swung open the car door, and swiftly took down two of Jasper's attackers.

But Xavier wasn't a fighter. He had no real combat experience. It didn't take long before a blade sliced into his arm, the deep cut searing with pain.

Jasper's eyes widened. He roared, "Xavier, get back in the car!"

Distracted, Jasper's opponent swung a machete at his face.

Xavier gasped, "Mr. Beckett!"

reflexes quick. He retaliated by snapping

with pain, scrambled back into the car. Now, he understood why Jasper had told him to

a bloody massacre. Jasper, though covered in cuts and blood, stood like an unyielding

then, the next wave

blade from one of the fallen assassins and

plan. Even if Jasper survived,

the roar of a sports car engine echoed behind

"Jasper, we're here!"

and Axel stepped out of the blue Ferrari, striding

determination surged through him. Jonah.

Jasper had been prepared to walk this dark path

fight on his own. Jasper and Jonah became brothers-in-arms, sharing perils together, while he and Axel

have been possible if Alyssa hadn't once

take Jasper and the witness with you. I'll handle this," Axel said,