Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 380

What happened next was almost inevitable; she'd definitely been neglecting him lately. Afterward, she instinctively reached for the drawer beside her bed to grab some pills. He noticed and asked, "What are you taking?"

His hand lingered gently on her waist.

To Clara, Z was just an ordinary bartender. She hadn't really gotten a good look at

his face-probably average-but his physique was surprisingly impressive.

"Birth control pills," she replied.

His grip tightened slightly. "You don't want to get pregnant?"

Clara had already swallowed the pill. "Not right now."

he said with concern. "I've heard they can be bad for

off guard, surprised by

available now, and she smiled a little as she nestled back into his arms. She knew she wasn't ready to think about kids anytime soon-at least not in the

yawned, exhausted from the late night, and was just about to drift off when he asked, "Do you not

that,” she answered. "It's just that the next few years are going to be crazy with work. I'll be

he spoke, his chin rested softly on the top of her head, their closeness

he murmured, planting a

Jackson. These were enough to keep the Bradford family going for the next two years. All she needed was to find the right direction for the family and ensure Justin

felt confident about the

pain occasionally shooting through his body was unbearable. In his agony, he scratched at his skin,

Ryan, though he'd been quite the rogue in his youth, rarely touched such strong liquor. But now, he was willing to try

breath and gulped down

watched him, a cold smile touching her