Can't Win Me Back

The women gaped in shock at Amber's calmness in the face of the two devils. Just like them, Amber was petite and vulnerable. However, she appeared towering and invincible in their eyes due to her courage. The two men exchanged gazes. One man, examining her with a lascivious look, suggested, "You'll take two pills, then! Tell us how you feel after that!"

Knowing Amber's importance to Jameson, the two guests dared not force her to take too many pills to avoid getting into trouble.

Amber shook two blue pills onto her palms and stared squarely at them. Then, she took the pills without water. The other women teared up from concern and fear for Amber.

Within a minute, her ears started ringing, and her heart rate increased. Her body went into an uncontrollable seizure.

"Ms. Altman! Ms. Altman!" The worried screams of the women were the last thing she heard before the dizziness overwhelmed her. She fell face-first onto the floor and passed out.

Amber opened her eyes and found herself in a room with opulent decorations. She could tell from the decor in the room that she was still in the villa, meaning she wasn't out of danger yet. She propped herself up in bed and was relieved to find her dress intact. They had not sullied her.

She covered her left chest with trembling hands. Her heart raced like crazy, and her mind was fuzzy. The potent drug, instead of giving her ecstasy, only put her through mental and physical torture.

She thought she'd die when she fell onto the floor, her consciousness fading away. What kind of terrible creation was that?

Then, she heard the sounds of water from the bathroom. She knew very well what would happen next. She was destined to be a playtoy that night.

Even so, she wanted to be of some use. She believed that the men must still carry some of the blue pills around. Hence, she deftly got out of bed and tiptoed toward the couch to go through the man's clothes. Soon, she found the leftover blue pills in his jacket pocket. Her eyes lit up at the discovery, and she clutched the pills firmly in her hand.

"Hey! What are you doing?" A stern, vicious voice echoed in the air. Heart racing, Amber turned around stiffly.

She saw the Tsulu man with a beer belly glaring at her. He only had a towel around his large waist girth.

Since he didn't turn off the water in the bathroom, she momentarily put her guard down, not realizing that he had come out.

"You fucking bitch! How dare you go through my stuff?" He closed in with gritted teeth. Meanwhile, her alluring dress was drenched in cold sweat. She clutched her fists and backed off.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

She had been thoroughly searched before entering the villa. Therefore, she had no phone or weapon on her, but a brilliant idea flashed across her mind.

Without warning, she removed the hairpin from her hair. Her cascading locks tumbled down to her waist in a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

"Don't come any closer!" She pointed the sharp edge of the hairpin at him. "You're wrong if you think I am subjected to your will. I can kill you with this thing in my hand!"

The man cackled madly before

reaching for a gun at his waist. Then,

he aimed the muzzle at Amber's

pale face. As a vicious drug dealer who had a high body count, he did not femove the gun even when he was taking a shower.

"You bitch! What did you steal? Give it back to me!" He glowered at Amber, but she stubbornly refused to speak. She had a wild look of determination in her eyes, ready to sacrifice it all. Finally, she said, "Don't ask me. I will not tell you."

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"You think I can't lay a finger on you because you've Jameson Schmidt's woman? You're nothing more than a plaything that he gives me. He wouldn't have made you sleep with other men if he truly cared for you," he taunted her with a malicious smirk.

To Amber, who had lost all hope in Jameson, the man's words did not faze her at all. In fact, she felt thankful that Jameson had never caught feelings for her. That way, she would not double-guess her decision to betray him. S

The man was enraged when Amber refused to cave in. Losing his patience, he unlocked the gun safe and pulled on the trigger.

A shot was heard. The gun fell out of the man's grip as he yelped in agony. A bullet had hit him on his hand with precision despite the dim lighting in the room.

Amber's eyes widened in shock. Her chest rose and fell. A rustling sound echoed in the air, chasing away the fear that lingered in the night.

Next, she saw a familiar figure breaking in through the window. The shattered glass reflected his handsome, roguish face.

"W-Who are you?" The Tsulu man quivered violently when the devilish intruder approached him.

Axel's smiling face was reflected in Amber's eyes. The night breeze swept past his windbreaker, making some swishing sounds. He reached out to sweep away some of the glass shards on the ground. Then, he began, "Me?"

He turned to Amber with a passionate look and a cheeky grin. "I'm her man."