Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 137

Clara found herself in an asylum. She was led into a spacious room by the head of the facility. The room was quite large, and she was locked inside. "Clara, you'll be staying here for a while," they informed her.

She glanced around, surprised that the environment was actually quite decent. There was no way to contact anyone, as the Bradford family bodyguards had confiscated her phone while she was in the car. They probably handed it over to Johnny.

Just as she was about to drift into sleep, she heard the soft creak of a door opening. "Clara, darling. I'm here."

Her eyes flew open, spotting Nate standing at the bathroom door. He had been hiding there all along. Her expression changed instantly. "What are you doing here?"

Nate's face was smug, full of lewd intentions. "What do you think? Your mother asked me to keep you company! She's really thoughtful, huh? Don't you find the scent in this room a bit odd? It’s her wedding gift to us!"

Clara had smelt something strange but assumed it was just disinfectant.

Nate slowly advanced, rubbing his hands together eagerly. He was clearly anticipating what was to come. "I've already taken the antidote," he sneered. "This room is filled with sedatives; once you wake, everything will be settled. Don't worry, I'll be gentle and make sure you enjoy it!"

Nate had been eyeing Clara ever since she managed to outsmart him previously. Now, with no one to help her, he thought he could do as he pleased!