Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 835

Dylan glanced at him for a few seconds, then looked away, totally uninterested. "Never seen him before."

Clara was even more confused. Never seen him before?

Then why was this guy so scared of him?

Grayson tried to put on a brave face, but he was still kneeling on the ground, frozen with fear.

Clara saw how rattled he was and couldn't help herself. "Why don't you drag those bodies a little farther away and take a breather before coming back in?"

Grayson was out of the cave in a flash, practically crawling on his knees—faster than a snake.

Clara heard the noise outside and figured he was moving the bodies. She leaned back against the wall, settling in for a little rest.

After dragging the corpses about a hundred meters away, Grayson hovered at the cave entrance, not daring to step inside again.

without a plan, he might not survive. But with that grim reaper

first met Clara at an underground fight club. Back then, he was just tagging along, betting on matches-basic strategy, really, since Clara always seemed

just by copying her bets. His allowance was almost gone, but that night, he nearly won twenty million. He got so excited, he hugged Clara-just once. But in the next match, the fighter they backed chickened out at the last minute, and someone else

a mask. No

bet on the newcomer, but he kept

had looked puzzled, like she had no clue who the

wasn't on any of the fight lists, and

table and left, but Grayson couldn't just walk away-not when he was so close to winning

someone grabbed him

his eyes cold

was this guy? When he got a closer look at the man's fight gear and caught the scent of blood, he

all the air had been sucked out of the room. Grayson could barely

the last second, the man threw him against the wall. Pain shot through his whole body, and he scrambled

is your problem? I just met her tonight! I only bet the

cool to hang out with. No way did he expect