Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Jasper grappled with heartache. The contrast between his tall figure and his helpless demeanor made him the more pitiful.

Axel shot up from the bed and grabbed Jasper's collar. Fixing a piercing gaze on Jasper, he bellowed, "What have you done to my sister? Did you force her into BDSM?"

"No..."

"Why is she bruised all over? Fuck! You should've been the sub even in BDSM!" Axel's grip inadvertently tore one of Jasper's buttons loose. Their faces were mere inches apart.

Axel continued, "We raised Lyse like she was our daughter. She is precious to us. Nothing good has happened to her ever since she dated you. How dare you mistreat her in such a way?

"You may appear a gentleman on the surface, but your behavior in the bedroom is nothing short of savage. You should consider her feelings in the bedroom! How could you hurt her to satisfy your needs?

"Stay there. I'm getting that housekeeper of yours to check the injuries on Lyse's body, and I'll double that on yours."

Axel was visibly furious this time. His concern for Alyssa manifested in an outpouring of emotion, panic, and profanity.

"Axel." Alyssa struggled to open her eyes.

"I'm here!" Axel shoved Jasper aside, crouching by the bed to feel her forehead. His own brow was dotted with sweat from all the worrying.

He remarked, "Your forehead is too hot to the touch. I could fry an egg on it!"

weakly, mustering the energy to flick him on the head. "I'm a patient in

jogged into the bedroom with an aspirin and a glass of water. Then, she took Alyssa's

Alyssa was running a high fever of over 100°F. "Good heavens! You can kill

resentful of Jasper, she gave him a hard shove, causing him to stumble. "Mr. Beckett, you're

changed her clothes while Axel turned his back to them out

helped her

his arms,

Alyssa. "Lyse,

can manage," Jasper offered without hidden

merely wished to spare

"Get lost." Jasper pursed his parched

to comfort her and make her sleep." Axel effortlessly hoisted Alyssa onto his back, his eyes smoldering with anger. "She even rode on my shoulders when she was younger and

you might think you love and dote on her, but you pale in comparison to what we've done for her. Now, I

place of genuine concern from an older brother who cherished his

clenched his fist when

to assert himself in front of you and others. He just panics." She tugged

him. You can't afford to be overly kind to men, or they'll take advantage!" Despite his simmering anger, Axel refrained from harsher

started cracking from the fever.