Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Axel narrowed his eyes. "You're not here specifically for me, are you?"

Amber ran her finger in slow, circular motions along his firm chest. "You should believe that we were able to meet previously because of fate, mister."

Axel raised his brow. "I see. It was fated indeed."

"Thank you for helping me the last time."

Amber wrapped his black necktie around her hand. Her soft skin was brushing against his body.

With a longing gaze, she looked at him and said, "I have been hoping to see you again. I was hoping to repay you."

Axel's eyes turned dim.

His searching eyes made her feel nervous. Yet, she tried her best to control herself.

He had eagle eyes. They were like lie detectors. Strangely enough, he actually felt that her words sounded genuine at that moment.

"Tell me, then. How were you thinking of repaying me, hmm?" Axel broke into a sly smile as he moved his lips closer to her.

Amber's heart thundered in her chest. A light shade of pink colored her cheeks as she blushed shyly. "That is up to you. Tonight... I will go with whatever you say."

Amber was gobsmacked in the next second. It was the last thing she had expected. To her surprise, the compensation that Axel mentioned was a game of Jenga!

to down three shots as a penalty. Are you

his chin, Axel gently placed the last block of wood on the top of the block

the same time, the bartender had brought three bottles of the best xo

the appearance of a game segment, her original plan had undoubtedly been messed

for women's health. Let's make it three shots for

eyes were as attractive and deep as the ocean. "Are you up for the challenge, Ms.

"Let's do it."

took a deep breath. She stretched her fingers as she said, "I

The game began.

family, he was the one who was the

Intelligence Service overseas, he used to sit in the corner alone whenever he was free or bored. He would find comfort in playing Alyssa's favorite games when they

the blink of an eye,

burning sensation all the way to her heart. It was

on Amber's forehead. She felt as if her stomach

and carve a name for himself in his career. She had sacrificed her everything for him. All she had left now was

used her charms to ingratiate herself and give sexual favors. She even had

externally, but in reality,

been empty

pain and filled her

the top of her glass with his hand and said, "Forget it if you can't drink anymore. It's just a

need. A bet is a bet. I'm not such a