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.

and looked

you were a kid, sometimes like a little cat

open my shirt, his

screamed in

there was a loud

and saw Lacey standing dumbfounded at the bedroom door, the noise from something

the floor, placed it

slapped himself. "What

heavily

clumsily fixed my disheveled clothes and got out

grabbed my hand again. "Emily,

I didn't respond.

I won't do anything to you again. I was wrong

didn't insist on

I could only see it as him losing his mind due to alcohol. I still wanted to believe he was a gentleman. "Call Lacey. She

the ceiling, shaking

a fragile woman. She'll be

hesitating for a while, I took out my phone and called

thought she wouldn't answer, but

"Lacey."

I bought

voice sound light and cheerful, I could still hear the

explanation could outweigh what she had seen with her

so I'll hang up

tone

was on the phone, Jason had gotten up from

out and collapsed onto the

was wet, and his shirt was damp at

I grabbed them and stood up,

to the door, I heard Jason's voice

was very calm

room even faster. It wasn't until I got back to my own room and closed the door that I leaned against it,

calming down, I walked to my desk and opened the drawer, where I kept the

I took off my shirt to sew the

"Emily, what's wrong?"

me, startling me

pang of guilt, as if I had been caught doing something

buttons fell off, so I'm sewing them back on,"

sew them up and

turned in bed, unable to sleep. The pain on my lips from Jason's rough kiss still

my lips, I felt a

that moment, I

phone and texted Ethan:

should be over by now,

he replied quickly: [I miss you too. I'm almost at

heart racing like a woman

figure heading towards Broadway Alley, the