Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 211 Love Me Once

Jason's words had this vibe, like he was about to spill some deep, dark secret.

I freaked out and shoved him away.

"Jason, let go of me."

He always seemed so polished and kind-like, super polite and gentle, never pushy.

But right now, he was a whole different person. Even drunk, Jason was strong; his arms felt like iron, and the only thing changing was his eyes.

The smell of booze filled the space between us with every breath he took, and his slightly tipsy gaze locked onto me, with all sorts of emotions swirling in his eyes.

He shook his head, his eyes darkening, like he'd made up his mind about something.

The next second, he grabbed my jaw and kissed me hard. I struggled, and he pinned my hands down with his other hand.

From the strength of his grip and the wildness of his kiss, I could feel his determination.

I remembered the first time Ethan and I hooked up on the mountaintop; I couldn't resist his strength when he was drunk.

Tears streamed down my face in panic, and I tried to kick him. But he saw it coming and pressed his leg against mine.

I finally turned my head away, and his lips brushed my ear. His breath was all over the place as he leaned against my shoulder, his hoarse and excited voice whispering in my ear.

"Emily, I love you. Give me a chance, okay?"

My mind exploded, and I struggled harder. "Jason, please, wake up. Let go of me."

I tried to appeal to his reason.

"Emily, I love you. I love you. Please don't resist me. Love me just once, okay?"

At this moment, he was numbed by alcohol, devoid of willpower, or maybe he just didn't want to hold back anymore.

Actually, Jason had confessed to me in Riverdale Falls. He'd been drinking that day too, but not as much as today. He had a small impulse that day, which I think led him to confess. He was mostly sober and rational. We even stayed in the same hotel room that night, and nothing happened between us.

He was a gentleman, and I admired him, so even though he said "I love you," it didn't change much between us.

But today, if something irreversible happened between us, everything would change completely.

Not only would things change between us, but also with Ethan.

"But I don't love you," I cried.

Jason's bitter laughter echoed in my ear.

"I know, I've always known it was one-sided. It's okay, I've gotten used to it over the years. My love for you is enough." "Jason, you."

He silenced me again with his lips.

In desperation, I bit down, drawing blood, the metallic taste spreading in my mouth.

stopped and looked at me with

like when you were a kid, sometimes like a little cat that

him back to his senses. He tore open my shirt, his

screamed in panic,

there was a loud noise at the

and saw Lacey standing dumbfounded at the bedroom door,

or look at the door, maybe knowing who it was. Lacey froze for a moment, then slowly picked up the bag from the floor, placed

doing?" He slapped himself.

collapsed heavily

fixed my disheveled clothes and got out of

hand

I didn't respond.

Let's talk calmly. I won't do anything to you again. I

didn't insist on

see it as him losing his mind due to alcohol. I still wanted to believe he was a

at the ceiling, shaking his

not a fragile

hesitating for a while, I took out my phone and

answer,

"Lacey."

fine. By the way, the things I bought are for breakfast. You

though Lacey deliberately made her voice sound light and cheerful, I could still hear the

could outweigh what she had seen

I'll

dial tone quickly

gotten up from the bed and staggered to the

stumbled back out and collapsed

wet, and his shirt was damp at the chest, likely

the buttons he had torn off the bed, I grabbed them and stood up, saying, "I'm going back

I heard Jason's voice behind me. "Emily,

was very calm

moment, then ran out of his room even faster. It wasn't until I got

and opened the drawer, where

my shirt

"Emily, what's wrong?"

voice suddenly came from behind me, startling me

my pricked finger, I felt a pang of guilt, as if I had been caught

off, so I'm sewing them

sew them up and

and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The pain on my lips

felt a deep sense of

I found myself desperately missing

took out my phone and

over by now, right? Maybe he was already

replied quickly: [I miss you

heart racing like

a tall figure heading towards Broadway Alley, the cigarette in his hand glowing in