Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 205

As Clara left the mansion and got back into her car, she felt like her legs were made of jelly. When she checked herself in the car's mirror, just as she feared, her neck was dotted with red marks.

Sinking into the seat, the cool sight of the sunset outside jolted her back to reality. Inside that dimly lit room, the man's voice had been so captivating, she felt completely under his spell.

She rubbed her temples, realizing that even though they hadn’t gone all the way, it felt like they had. She let out a sigh, her cheeks turning a shade of red at the wetness in her panties. "Oh Clara, what have you gotten yourself into now?"

But at least the trip wasn't a total loss. The man she'd been searching for was stretched out in the backseat. After taking a good half-hour to gather herself, she finally hit the gas.

Back in the mansion's grand room, the lights were still off. The man, feeling the dampness on his fingertips, had an intense, thoughtful look in his eyes. He got up, his long legs carrying him smoothly to a cabinet in the shadows. He seemed to knew every corner of the room by heart.

Once he placed a silver mask over his face, he headed to a private box with a clear view of the arena. This place was for the elite, where they could watch man versus man, man versus beast, and beast versus beast. The mastermind behind this estate was none other than the man in the silver mask.

Inside the box, a few others exchanged knowing glances. The boss seemed in a good mood, even if he didn’t show it on the surface; the usual stern vibe around him was noticeably less intense.

What was that on his neck? It looked like scratches from a wild cat, but the arena only had fierce creatures, not ones that left such suggestive marks. Had someone actually managed to get close to him? Unlikely. Everyone knew he was waiting for someone. But no one knew who.

Rumor had it that he had reserved the most scenic riverside hotel and planned an elaborate fireworks display, only to wait all night for someone who never came.

Later, he insisted it didn’t matter, as she had someone else in her heart. Her identity was a closely guarded secret all along.