Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 437

As Clara slid into Aiden's car, she kept her head down, feeling a bit defeated.

"Aiden, should I take you home?" Aiden asked softly, trying to gauge her mood.

She didn't answer, instead dialing Z's number again, but there was still no response. Was it possible he found out about tonight from someone else? Was he brooding alone in their townhouse?

"Ms. Clara?" Aiden asked again, pulling over to the side of the road, waiting patiently.

Finally, after ten minutes, she sighed and closed her eyes. "Aiden, you've been with Mr. Dylan for ages. Do you know what he enjoys besides work?"

If he liked golf, she could get him a limited edition set of clubs. If he was into horseback riding, maybe a fine horse would do. Surely Dylan had some hobbies, right?

Aiden glanced at her in the rearview mirror. "The boss doesn't like work."

"Then just tell me, what would make him happy?" she pressed.

Aiden didn't reply right away, gripping the steering wheel. After a moment, he asked again, "Should I take you home, Ms. Clara?"

Clara gave him the address to the townhouse, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside.

Aiden drove slowly, taking an extra half hour to reach the destination.

car, the cold wind hit her, reminding her she was still in her nightdress with nothing underneath. She quickly held down

word, not curious at all about

tried

to the door, punched in the code, but it was wrong.

chill seep into her bones, she

door cracked open, his voice hoarse. "What are you

hit Clara then he knew.

pushed the door open and stepped inside, only to find herself lifted onto the entryway

face, and as she was about

break up with

against his shoulder. The medication she'd taken earlier started to kick in again under his touch, making her feverish. Her forehead was damp with sweat as her hands clung to him

ignored the medication's

Her body arched involuntarily, her last bit of reason slipping away as he

"Please, don't..." she whispered.

was determined, like a man lost

she found herself gripping a few strands of

heaved, her thoughts a chaotic

cupped her cheek. "You wanted this at the party when