Alyssa was in so much pain that she could only roll her eyes internally.


    How childish andcking in creativity were these media people?


    Why, when it came to a man and a woman being together, did their first assumption always jump to


    them


    being in a rtionship?


    What about just being friends?


    “I’m one of Ms. Alyssa’s many admirers, Jameson said gently, his eyes locked onto Alyssa as if she


    were


    the sole reason for his existence. “And I’m currently courting her.”


    Alyssa’s eyes widened in shock as the reporters erupted into gasps and exmations.


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    Attending this event turned out to be an absolute win for them tonight, as they were bombarded with


    breaking news one after another. It was enough to guarantee them a three-monthmission!


    Suddenly, someone barged in from the side, yanking Alyssa away from Jameson and swiftly removing


    her


    from the scene.


    “Let me go, Jasper!” Alyssa yelped, too weak to struggle. “You-bastard! Thug!”


    But Jasper ignored her protests. He was entirely focused on taking her away.


    The crowd looked at one another in surprise and apprehension. They couldn’t help but wonder if he


    was


    another one of Alyssa’s admirers.


    A storm was gathering on the horizon.


    When they reached a quiet hallway, Alyssa mustered all her energy to push Jasper away. She


    seeded,


    but Jasper ended up pulling her into his arms again.


    An arm hooked around her waist. He was worried that she might escape.


    It had been so long since he’d desired a woman like this.


    Irrespective of his current state of mind, he couldn’t deny the rampant longing coursing through his


    veins, enming his entire being.


    “What the fuck are you doing now?” Alyssa cried weakly. Tears clung to hershes with how much pain


    she was in.


    “What… What do I have to do for you to finally go easy on me, Alyssa?” Jasper growled, his body


    strung


    tight as a bowstring.


    Alyssa snorted, too unbothered to further entertain this man and his hysterical delusions. “Let me go-


    now. Or don’t me me for doing something you’d regret. I’m going to give you three seconds…”


    “Do you question my ability to protect you? Or do you just want to insult me like this?” Jasper’s grip


    around her waist tightened.


    He had bore witness to Jameson’s tant confession earlier.


    His ex-wife… His woman being cradled so tenderly in another man’s arms, being cared for. That man


    even tried to take her away from him. His heart had been in so much pain, and all that was left was


    fervent rage.


    “Three,” Alyssa hissed.


    “Alyssa-”


    Silver glinted in the low hallway light before a butterfly knife was pressed up against Jasper’s chest.