FreeNovelAt first, Jameson had no intention of touching her. His love for her was so profound that he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He was well aware that this wedding was far from perfect, decent, or presentable. In fact, it was almost absurd. But the fact that she refused to even pretend or put on a show during his final days was unbearable.
Alyssa watched as Jameson's chest was gradually exposed, a bead of sweat trailing down his sculpted abs, his skin flushed with a pink hue of arousal.
Her eyes widened in terror, her face burning with embarrassment.
It hurt. It hurt all over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPain spread throughout her insides and to every nerve ending.
Just as his hands reached to tear her nightgown, he caught a glint of cold steel in his peripheral vision. He held his breath. Somehow, Alyssa had gotten her hands on a sharp knife. She had positioned it right at his chest in the blink of an eye.
She would be aiming at his heart if she moved it a little to the side.
"Where did you get that from, Lyse?" After a moment of shock, Jameson smiled gently. He didn't even bat an eyelid.
"If you dare to touch me... I will kill you!" Alyssa screamed. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her hand trembled as she gripped the knife.
When she visited Remy that day, he hurriedly left, etting to put away the knife he had used to cut apples. She took the opportunity to snatch it and tuck it away under her pillow.
Despite being able to move, the tranquilizer rendered her incapable of using any energy. At this point, she was draining every last bit of strength she possessed.
If he tried to touch her again, she would kill him. She certainly would! Jameson's lips curled into a slight smile, tenderness in his eyes as he leaned closer.
The tip of the knife slowly pressed into his chest.
"You..." Alyssa was nearly overwhelmed, struggling to keep a firm grip on the knife.
"Lyse, I don't have much longer to live." Jameson's body shook with pain, his blood trickling down the knife. "I've been diagnosed with a terminal illness. My days are numbered. Will you stay withduring my final days?" "You'vemitted countless evils... You've killed so many innocent people. This is the retribution you deserve!" Tears streaming down her face, Alyssa roared with fury, "Jameson, do you think you deserve a peaceful end? That's impossible! "You pushed for the wedding quickly because you received word that the island had beenpromised. You're well aware you can't stay hidden much longer.
"Listen... I want you arrested alive! I want you to stand trial, make a public apology, and be judged fairly so that the souls of the dead can find peace!" Initially, she had not wanted to fight him so aggressively. But she realized he wanted her to surrenderpletely during his final days.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe belonged to Jasper and Jasper alone. She would rather die than let him touch her.
"Yes, you're right." Jameson laughed harshly, his gaunt, chiseled face twisting in a grimace. "Lyse, you know I'm wicked, a devil. If I can't get what I want, neither will Jasper." As he spoke, he wrenched the knife from her grasp, ignoring the cut it made on his chest.
The next second, he had her wrists pinned above her head, his lips crashing onto hers with a forceful, intensity. The deep, overpowering kiss made her feel like he was trying to devour her, to keep her locked inside him forever. The chilly night gave way to dawn, and a speedboat cut through the turbulent waters, approaching Rose Island.
Jasper and Axel disembarked, their black outfits drenched from the sea.
Axel, with his military academy training, was usually in peak form, but after spending the entire night on the icy sea, he was thoroughly spent His lips had begun to turn purple, and he shivered silently from the cold, gritting his teeth as he looked at Jasper. Looking pallid, charming, and determined, Jasper stood tall like a drawn sword. There was not a single hint of tiredness or uncertainty within him.
Axel sighed quietly. In his life, he had never met anyone he considered better than himself—until today-Jasper proved to be the exception.
"This island is quite sizable. I'm afraid that it'll be difficult for both of us to perform a search. How about if we sneak in quietly and see what we can find?" "No need for that. We'll march right in," Jasper said in a raspy voice. At the stime, he had a frigid and confident gaze. Axel was shocked. "Say what?" "I saw a shadow darting through the woods just now. Whoever it was will be reporting our arrival to Jameson soon." Jasper's keen eyes swept the area as he drew his gun from his waistband gripping it firmly. "With just the two of us, a thorough search is impossible. We might as well dive in headfirst and use ourselves as bait to lure the viper out!"
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