Can’t Win Me Back

Julien's merciless, hate-filled words hit Jonah like a ton of bricks. The pain was unbearable, a gut-wrenching ache that shattered his heart.

Under the dim lighting, Julien vaguely noticed a sorrowful tear forming at the corner of Jonah's eye. But before it could fall, Jonah forced a blink, swallowing his emotions whole.

Despite Jonah's attempt to brace himself, sorrow engulfed him, a tidal wave of despair. His features mirrored the devastation ripping through his heart.

As Evan opened the driver's side door, Julien lurched forward and vomited again. The sickening sound of him retching echoed in the air as if he were expelling everything inside him.

"Judas, Mr. Lovelace looks like he's suffering from alcohol poisoning. We should take him to the hospital."

Evan's worry deepened at Julien's condition.

Jonah wordlessly removed his suit jacket and began cleaning the mess in the car. His chest tightened painfully as he watched Julien groaning, clearly suffering.

Then, without hesitation, he pulled Julien into his arms.

Jonah knew Julien's alcohol tolerance. He wasn't the type to get drunk easily. For him to be this far gone, something must have driven him to the edge.

Something terrible.

"I'm parched... So parched... It's so warm..."

his gaze growing unfocused. He breathed a warm sigh that brushed Jonah's

happening? Julien's

the heat radiating through the skin of Julien's

"Judas, this isn't normal."

an experienced doctor, studied Julien's dazed expression. A sudden realization dawned on him. "Someone drugged

back to the man who had been shamelessly flirting with Julien earlier. A

hold on

he pulled out his phone. The conversation was short, his voice a clipped stream of venom. Minutes later, the man who had targeted Julien was dragged through the back

to get him

for that.

desperate hold. Additionally, his neck was marked by Julien's nails, yet Jonah's gaze remained unchanged, a well

KS World Hotel," Jonah

hung in the

still, late hours, Seaview Manor was a place of quietude. Jasper, his countenance clouded, walked

grand corridor, pausing outside

sharp knock, and Javier's voice, rich and deep,

found Javier alone on

blood pressure. You shouldn't be