Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2196

Jameson failed to get even a drop of water into Alyssa's mouth. The water flowed from the glass and downward along Alyssa's chin to her neck.

"You're being really bad, Lyse. But this is who you are."

Jameson narrowed his eyes a little. He filled his mouth with water, then grabbed her chin to force her mouth open.

"Mmph!"

Suddenly, he pressed his lips onto hers, releasing the warm water, little by little, into her mouth.

Yet, this was not enough. He lingered, refusing to pull away as he carefully tasted this sweetness. At the same time, the look in his eyes gradually became dazed as his eyes filled with gratification.

Alyssa's eyes, on the other hand, turned red with anger. She clenched her fists tight and couldn't stop shaking in his arms. She wanted to bite down on his misbehaving tongue, but as if anticipating her move, he pinched her jaw, preventing her from closing her mouth. She was powerless against him.

Jameson heaved, finally pulling away from her lips reluctantly.

the water out,

water.

nuts, aren't you? Kill me, then.

gaze deepened. He slowly wiped the water from his chin. "Lyse, you know I'll never let that happen. But if you wish, you can

bitterly. The sharp gaze in her eyes was like a sharpened blade. "I've never thought of running away. What I was thinking about was

resting up. Otherwise, how will you be able

his lips upward again and took the bowl of chowder over. "Eat, then come and kill me after. But if you fail to kill me, all you can do is

about..." Alyssa was flabbergasted. She felt a sharp pain in

preparing for our wedding in the past few days. The setup

"Soon, we will be husband and wife, and I won't touch you until then. I hope to make it a special occasion for you. I want our first night to be

heart wrenched, and her body quivered all over. "Who says that I will marry a murderous devil like you? If that's the case, I will

"In the Old Testament, God killed more people than the devil did. So, I believe that my actions aren't exactly unforgivable. God will forgive me, and after all those people I killed go

didn't have anything to eat. She simply had a few mouthfuls of water, enduring until the middle of the

hopeless feeling that death was near started to grow. Despite the physical agony, the prospect

if her soul was floating in the