Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2415

Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest.

In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently. Refinement wasn't necessary-only results mattered.

Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice. Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.

And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.

The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her. Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion. "Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien. We miss him... We want him to come home!"

Her pupils dilated. The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.

That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed. With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply. Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered to the floor. Cold sweat drenched her as she staggered, only for Remy to yank her backward. Her body slammed into his chest, his muscular arm locking around her neck in a chokehold.

She struggled, clawing at his unyielding arm as her vision blurred and her breath hitched. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and panic coursed through her veins.

"You're pathetic," Remy said, his voice cold and unyielding. "One of Jameson's failed experiments. You can't even commit to taking a life."

His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved by her reddened face and unfocused eyes. A slight increase in pressure, and she would suffocate within moments.

her life now was tempting. Sometimes, death was kinder than the torment of living-he knew Justin all too

streamed down her face. "Please...

Damien. That name again.

tightened, frustration clawing at him like an invisible hand around

do I have to

pooling in her eyes. "Damien... Your family... They're still waiting... for you to come

prying open the cold armor around his heart. A sharp, inexplicable ache spread through his

around Amber's neck, allowing Amber to gasp for air. But instead of fighting

help, she considered persuading this man, loyal to Justin, to switch sides. It was a risky move,

she whispered between coughs, "whether or not you're Damien, I know you're

voice tinged with irritation. He hadn't fully released her. His temples throbbed, but he masked the pain with a scoff. "I'm only

last time?"

Remy frowned.

voice gaining strength. "I leaked information to them in secret and pretended to fall

at Amber, his

Silence stretched between them.

"You're Sir's right-hand man. I have enough evidence to prove Sir's real identity is

fists clenched tightly, his stoic expression cracking

drugs and used Jameson to conduct human experiments in our country. It's completely inhumane. Moreover, this isn't the only