No Strings Attached

Chapter 437

The moment he finished speaking, he reached out with his large hand towards Clara.

With the reflexes of a cornered animal, Clara bolted upright on the bed and landed a solid kick right where it hurt the most. The man howled in agony, doubling over and curling into a fetal position on the floor, clutching at his groin.

Suddenly, a blonde-haired thug sprang into action, rushing over and delivering a stinging slap across Clara's face. "Listen here, lady," he sneered. "If my boss wants you, it's your lucky day. You stick with him, and you'll be living the high life - champagne and caviar, the works. But you dare fight back? You asking for trouble?"

Clara's head reeled from the blow. The stars danced before her eyes, and a trickle of blood ran from the corner of her mouth.

The tattooed man, however, kicked the blonde thug in the rear, cursing under his breath, "Back off! I like this kind of hot girl. She's got spirit."

She knew she couldn't win a direct confrontation with these goons. She needed to buy time, stall for lan's rescue. Suddenly, Clara's eyes welled up with tears,

she whimpered. Her voice was soft. "I'm very hungry. Can you get me something to eat first? Then I'll have the strength to...

mouth to protest but was met with a cold

off

place is swarming with my guys. Where do you think she

door, a group of

blurted out, "Who the hell do you punks think you are, waltzing into my boss' pad like

cut through the tension from behind. "Where is she? The woman you're

emerging from the night itself.

trembled uncontrollably. "What woman? We ain't got no

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