No Strings Attached

Chapter 94

They rifled through the hotel for what felt like an eternity, but there was no sign of Marco anywhere. Clara’s voice trembled with concern. “What if it’s serious? What if he’s been rushed to the hospital?”

“Don’t panic just yet,” he reassured her, retrieving his phone to call Marco. But try as he might, the call wouldn’t go through.

Fearing his phone was the issue, Anders handed Marco’s number to Clara to try her luck. No dice. Same result.

That was when he noticed the landline cord snipped clean through. The cell signal jammed, and the phone line was cut.

A chill ran down Anders‘ spine. He bolted to the door, only to find it locked tight, unyielding to his attempts. It hit him like a ton of bricks – they’d been played.

The whole setup was a ruse to frame him and Clara and make it seem like they were together.

As the realization dawned, he swung around to gauge Clara’s reaction. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed with a desire he’d never seen before.

At

chest. “Clara!” he

soft whisper, her body seemingly drained of strength. “Anders, I’m burning up.”

in. Anders knew she was drugged. Someone had swapped out her antidepressants.

his hunch was right, they’d been targets for

up. The door’s locked, the phones

explained with urgency.

recoiled at the news. “Anders, I need a cold

you’re terrified of

can’t help it. If I don’t, I don’t

fill the tub too much, wary of triggering her phobia. Still, her fear was

but Clara could lose her sanity. He quickly wrapped

out of here. You’ll go

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the bed. The drug’s influence brought back intimate memories of her and lan his touch, his kisses, the sweet