Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2463

The bar was alive with striking lights and thundering music, and the air was thick with the scent of tobacco and alcohol. The atmosphere was one of moral decay-corrupt, degrading, and vile.

"Where's Julien?" Jonah's voice cut through the noise, his tone icy and sharp.

When Jonah stepped inside, the eyes of several men turned toward him, their gazes filled with illicit intent.

"Why, hello there. Are you here alone? Are you feeling lonely?"

A sexy man sauntered over, draping himself over Jonah's shoulders. He let his hands linger with a playful squeeze. "If you're bored, I'd be happy to keep you company."

Jonah's expression darkened. His hands trembled, veins bulging with barely contained rage.

Suddenly, Evan burst through the crowd, his face twisting in alarm at the sight of Jonah surrounded by a swarm of predatory men.

Evan yelled, "Don't touch him!"

A heavy thump reverberated through the room. Gasps erupted as people scrambled back.

over Jonah now lay crumpled on the floor, groaning in pain. Jonah

so long as his actions were morally justifiable. "Where's Julien?" Jonah repeated, stepping over the man without a second glance and closing in

rasped, eyes already scanning the

amidst the chaos, Jonah's commanding presence drew every gaze in the

go, his mind whirring. Jonah was right-Julien and Blake were

that it bordered on demure. He wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this, let alone interacting with such shady

being with Blake made him feel safe and content, leading Evan to

however, shattered that assumption. While strikingly handsome and bearing a resemblance to Blake, Julien was volatile and unyielding the polar opposite of everything

was undeniably in love with Julien, and it wasn't just about his looks anymore. He loved the whole package, the flaws, the rebelliousness-everything. He might even have loved Julien more than he ever loved

a few buttons undone, his sculpted collarbone and a

with a hungry gleam in his eyes. "I noticed you the moment I walked in," the man said. " You're my

he deliberately displayed his scar. "And

widening in surprise. But the shock quickly gave way to something else, something akin to awe. He reached out, his touch gentle, and whispered, " You're mesmerizing... To me, you

him a chance. He stood abruptly, hopped onto a bench, and

a reckless abandon that made the crowd's eyes lock

who had approached him practically drooled. Just as he began climbing onto the stage, a hand seized his