Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 477
When Alyssa realized she was completely cornered, she yelled, “Help! Somebody-Mmph-”
Jasper lost his composure when he heard her screams. Gripped by a sense of urgency, he sealed her mouth with a kiss and
stopped her from shouting.
Her eyes wavered, and her mind went blank like a grenade had gone off in her head.
His hot breath surrounded her shaky lips. His sweaty palms held her wrist. Even his forehead was dotted
with sweat.
The last time he had kissed her so passionately, he was under the influence of alcohol. He had no better
excuse for crossing the line this time.
“Jasper Beckett, you are divorced. You shouldn’t do this,” a voice in his mind warned.
But he had lost his bearing of right and wrong and succumbed to passion. He was overcome by an urge
to claim her.
At that thought, his heart raced as he clung to the final shred of self-control. Eyes burning with lust, he had initiated the kiss to
stop her from shouting, but it progressed into an aggressive kiss like he wanted
to devour her.
She had stubbornly fought back, but her body was subjected to his control. Her tongue danced with his,
and her breath grew unsteady. Slowly, her body went limp underneath him.
Furious and resentful, a single tear escaped her eye.
She was a poor woman who had hopelessly loved him for three years and received nothing in return.
What kind of karmic return debt was this that she had to be repeatedly humiliated in this way?
“Jasper Beckett, you bastard!” a roar reverberated in the corridor. Sean sprinted toward Jasper and

pushed him away from Alyssa before punching him in the face.
Still, Sean was too slow for Jasper, who possessed combat skills. He deftly dodged the attack.
“Sean!” Alyssa cried out, her voice cracking, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Sean’s mind was filled with the disturbing image of
Jasper forcibly kissing Alyssa’s rosy lips.
“Jasper Beckett, I’li skin you alive!” Sean threatened.
Jasper’s eyes wavered, and a frown crossed his face.
Sean was once famous in Solana City for his kicks. He was a holder of the Sixth Dan Black Belt in
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Despite his best efforts, he was too slow for the invincible Jasper.
The moment he raised his leg, Jasper dodged his attack and sneaked behind him. Then, he rested his
hand on Sean’s shoulders and tightened his grip.
Immediately, Sean felt an electrifying numbness spreading through his body. He felt an uncontrollable,
sinking feeling. What sort of magic was that?
He once thought that such mystical abilities only existed in fiction.
Alyssa immediately recognized the Close Quarters Combat technique taught in military schools, which
Axel was equally familiar with.
With the right speed, one could defeat the opponent by finding the right pressure point on the body.
However, the average person would need five years of special training to master these skills.
“Enough, Jasper Beckett!”