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..."

maliciously. Behind his blood-stained glasses hid his

but to bite the bullet and approach Amber with the whip. "Ms. Altman, please

weakly and struggled to look up. "Don't hold back. Beat me to death. My

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

her, he rolled and unclenched his fists multiple times. "Are you passively rebelling against me? Hm? You would give anything to live, but now, you're

and only I will

as her face turned a purple

explained herself to Jameson. Since her first encounter with him at 15, she had never loved anyone else except for him, even when all

box of gastric medication, there was no way she could conceal the truth about the romantic kiss she shared with Axel. Jameson had even burned the box of

scared stiff. "M-Mr. Schmidt, calm down! You're going