Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 14

"Quinn, Simon's someone I tossed aside. If you fancy him, go ahead and keep him."

Clara flagged down a cab with effortless ease.

Quinn's defenses crumbled at those words. "You must be kidding, Clara. You spent all those years chasing Simon and making a fool of yourself, and now you're acting like you dumped him? He just wasn't into you. Simon told me in bed he never even kissed you. How do you have zero charm?"

Clara's hand rested on the cab door, and she chuckled softly. "If a girl's charm is measured by how often she's been with someone, then wouldn't those hookers be the most charming?"

Her words, though indirect, struck Quinn like a dagger. Quinn's face turned ghostly pale, and her most vulnerable spots were exposed.

"You!"

She raised her hand to slap Clara, but Clara caught her wrist with a firm grip.

Clara looked at Quinn's furious face with calm and unreadable eyes. The more composed Clara remained, the more flustered Quinn appeared.

Clara released Quinn's hand. "I already said you could have Simon, but you seem unsatisfied. Do you truly like Simon, or do you just enjoy taking what's mine?"

whiter, her lips pressed into a

into the cab and

pretending; there was no way she didn't care about Simon. She'll probably find a quiet spot to cry later, just like before,'

her. "Quinn, where are

sister. We exchanged a few words, but I'm fine. I'll be there

Simon grew anxious. "What did Clara do this time? She's so

minutes. Please don't fight with my sister; it'll only make things worse for

Never mind, just come

treated Clara like dirt yet cherished her so dearly made her feel superior

keep pretending. Soon, you'll have

*

Palm Bay, where the largest villa stood secluded amidst a sprawling garden,

stood outside the grand iron gates, holding

Aiden's meddling or Dylan's influence. Someone as lofty as Dylan wouldn't stoop

there for

car finally appeared, gliding toward the entrance. Her eyes lit up, and she pushed aside the instinctive wariness she