Chapter 8 If Not Seduction, What Else?

Clara's face flushed bright red, her ears burning. Scared and humiliated, she stared straight at Lucas and shouted back.

"I'm not that kind of woman!"

Lucas's hand slid down her cheek. His gaze pierced through the thin fabric to her barely covered chest, his tone frivolous.

"You're dressed like ...

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