Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 668

Honestly, Max and Duke weren't what you'd call cute—not in the Instagram-dog

way. They were big, intimidating, and had that look that made people cross the

street. Definitely not the kind of dogs you'd see winning "Prettiest Pup" at some

fancy dog show.

But Charles never cared about pretty. He liked strength. Pretty things were just for

show, and he had no patience for that. Max and Duke were the toughest dogs

he'd ever seen. Raised on special meds since they were pups, they didn't even

feel pain in a fight. They were just like him—made for battle.

Whenever Charles brought them to parties abroad, he instantly became the guy

everyone avoided. The socialites and heiresses would shriek the moment they

saw the dogs, making the rest of the Chester family want to disappear. Eventually,

Charles just stopped going to those parties. He got used to doing his own thing.

Even his older brother, Mitch, only ever called his dogs "impressive" or "fierce." No

one had ever said the word "cute."

So when Clara looked up at him with those bright eyes, it threw him for a loop. He

stood there, totally stunned, like his brain had short-circuited.

"Clara, why don't you just stay with me from now on?" he blurted out. "You think

they're cute too, right? We could go anywhere together."

nodded, all in, eyes sparkling.

ready to make it official, but then reality

have to hand Clara

was

her being married, but Dylan wasn't just

were abroad: don't mess with that

have to

just like those perfect, boring socialites he couldn't

he'd be left alone

could stay

dropped his head and started walking

him, hugging her stuffed animal. "Charlie,

you upset?"

smile, but it came out crooked. "Aren't you only ten? How'd

know I was upset?"

else always just thought he was throwing

seriously.

caught up to him and stood by his side. "I can just tell. I don't want you

enough? We can

she

felt. He almost wished

met Clara. If

deal

got back to the manor, the family doctor was still up.

face and looked confused.

in a good mood—so

"Young master...?"

just slumped his shoulders, looking

struggling out of her shoes, still

"Charlie, can I go see

those dogs—the way she

felt his heart