Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 166

The private room was already buzzing with a few familiar faces, and wouldn't you know it, Nicholas and Richard were among them. Nicholas was even busier than Dylan these days, what with the Greenard family being in a bit of a mess, so he hardly ever showed up for these little gatherings. Only a handful of folks from their close-knit circle could coax him out.

Simon ignored the rest of the crowd, his eyes locked onto Dylan. Dylan glanced up, but it was tough to tell if he was really meeting Simon's gaze. Simon's temper flared as he marched over.

"Dylan, I've got something to ask you."

Dylan arched an eyebrow, keeping that poker face of his.

Simon shot a look at Richard and Nicholas. "Mind stepping out for a sec?"

to throw in a snarky remark, Dylan's look stopped him cold. Richard tugged Nicholas away.

up a fight; he'd been in a funk lately too. Once they were out,

away. Nobody in the whole Ferguson clan dared to stand up to Dylan. Sometimes Simon wondered if the guy was superhuman

of pain clearing his head and giving

you wanna say

holding his wine glass, eyeing

two start having a thing? Was it before or after she lost her memory? If it was after, then you're totally taking advantage of her. She hates you and despises you, but

as relaxed as

seem like the aloof, untouchable guy he knew. This Dylan had a laid-back, almost

Clara tonight?