Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Jasper was reasonably worried. "She's failed her last mission. She might try again. After all, she's still working for Jameson. We don't know what tricks she'll pull next time."

Axel snorted with a maniacal smile. "Hmph, no one could kill me."

Excruciating screams reverberated from the damp basement of The Millennium. Even Jameson's men winced as they stood guard at the door.

Inside, a gory scene unfolded. Amber was chained by the wrists and hanging from the ceiling. Her frail figure was covered only by a thin lace nightdress, the white fabric soaked in blood.

Once Jameson was tired from the whipping, he turned around and rested on the couch. He tossed the whip to Carl and downed a glass of red wine.

Carl held the whip with trembling hands. "M-Mr. Schmidt, I..."

bring yourself to whip her?" Jameson snickered maliciously. Behind his blood-stained glasses hid his eyes with a

had no choice but to bite the bullet and approach Amber with the whip. "Ms. Altman, please bear with me. I can't

to look up. "Don't hold back.

jumped in rage upon hearing her remark. Approaching them in huge strides, he shoved Carl away and grabbed Amber by the

and unclenched his fists multiple times. "Are you passively rebelling against me? Hm? You

life, and only I will decide if you live or

as her face turned a purple

past, she would have explained herself to Jameson. Since her first encounter with him at 15, she had never

justify the night with Axel and the box of gastric medication, there was no way she could conceal the truth

Schmidt, calm down!