Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 1892

A cold, damp chill and the acrid bite of dust and stale tobacco filled Lauren's senses as she struggled to open her eyelids. Reality blurred with the remnants of a nightmare.

Blurry and disoriented, she felt a pair of icy hands stroking her skin.

"Who's there?"

Lauren's eyes snapped open, bulging wide like a startled deer. As she shifted her focus, a horrifying scene unfolded before her.

Freddy sat by her bedside, his cold hands creeping along her slender waist, inching their way up, touching every inch of her skin.

"D-Don't touch me!" she rasped, the words laced with raw fear. A surge of adrenaline fueled a frantic struggle, but her limbs met only unyielding resistance. Only then did she realize that her hands and feet were bound.

Helpless and trapped, she could only watch as Freddy's hands roamed over her body, feeling the burning humiliation coursing through her veins.

"Don't touch?" Freddy smirked, his lips close to her ear as his hand continued to roam over her body. His voice dropped to a husky murmur, thick with desire. "Telling your precious fiancé to back off? Playing coy, are we? You've been with a man for so long. What haven't you done? Come, let's have some fun, as husband and wife."

"You're not my fiancé… You're not!" Tears welled in Lauren's eyes as she shook her head vigorously, desperate to escape the clutches of this vile man.

"Don't fight me when I'm being nice!" Freddy's patience wore thin, his demeanor shifting as his darker impulses took hold. His eyes widened, his arm rose, and he slapped her. "You're a lunatic despised by the Harpers. The Hodgsons graciously accepted you, yet you're ungrateful, seducing other men behind my back!

Two figures—a man and a woman—stood framed in the doorway, their expensive clothes marking their affluent status.

"My, my, Freddy," a woman in a crimson dress purred, her voice laced with amusement. "Looks like you couldn't resist any longer." She folded her arms, relishing the unfolding chaos.

"Didn't I tell you in school, Freddy? You have feelings for Lauren, even if you don't realize it." The man beside her, sporting a blue suit and slicked-back hair, let out a lecherous grin as his eyes raked over Lauren's disheveled form. "What was that saying again? Old classmates, new… opportunities!"

A wave of icy terror washed over Lauren as she finally focused on the two figures through her tear-filled eyes. Every fiber of her being froze.

Years might have passed, and she thought she had buried the memories deep within. But with one glance, she recognized each of them. Even if they crumbled to dust, she would still recognize them—the six demons who had tormented her throughout three years of middle school!