Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Her pale skin, the crimson blood, the delicate black lace-it was a chillingly seductive image, twisted and wrong. Asher stared like a predator, his breathing heavy, his grin stretching ear to ear. "Damn... Aaron really knows how to pick'em." His grip on the knife loosened slightly. Clara finally caught her breath. She quietly reached into her handbag-where she always kept a few acupuncture needles. But Asher noticed the movement right away. He yanked the bag from her hand and kicked it aside. Fortunately, Clara had already managed to slip a needle between her fingers.

Meanwhile, Sebastian had been waiting for over twenty minutes. When Clara still hadn't come out, he walked up to the nurses' station. "Hey, the doctor who. just came out of that room-Dr. Clara-have you seen her?" "I think she went into the locker room," one nurse replied. Steven happened to be walking by after changing clothes. He pointed toward the emergency exit. "Wasn't she just over there talking to someone?" ---- He'd been hoping to catch her before she left-maybe offer her a ride home.

But in those two or three short minutes, Asher had already stripped Clara's outer coat, leaving her body exposed. Her dress was rumpled and clinging to her curves. One shoulder had completely slipped down. Asher was buzzing with excitement. Just imagining Aaron's face when he saw this made him giddy. Once he was done, he planned to send the video straight to his friends. And if Aaron dared to report him to the cops? He'd upload it online. Let the whole city get a look at Aaron's little wife. Clara's entire body was trembling.

Her fingers clenched tightly around the needle, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. But the knife kept dancing dangerously near her throat, sending stabs of pain up her neck. The stairwell was dead silent. No footsteps. No sound. No hope. Asher's clammy fingers slid under her chin like a venomous snake. His rancid breath fanned across her face, making her stomach turn. "Come on, look at me. I wanna see for myself what makes Aaron so obsessed with you." ---- He reached down and started unbuckling his belt with one hand. Clara's heart dropped. She knew she had to act now-or never.

Just as she was about to move, someone shook the door from outside. "Clara, are you in there?" It was Sebastian! A spark of hope flared inside her. Asher stiffened. He slapped a hand over her mouth, terrified she'd scream. Sebastian tugged on the handle a few times, but the door was locked from the inside. After a couple more tries, the hallway fell quiet. Asher paused, waited two more minutes, then went back to undoing her dress. Right at that moment, the lock clicked. The door burst open. Bright white light flooded the stairwell. Clara nearly collapsed from relief.

Sebastian and Steven rushed in. The moment their eyes landed on the scene in front of them, both froze in shock. Steven, who'd been raised in luxury and never seen ---- anything like this, was paralyzed on the spot. Sebastian's reaction was much faster. Without a word, he lunged at Asher and tackled him from behind. Asher instinctively yanked Clara in front of him like a shield, gripped her neck, and swung the knife wildly at Sebastian. Sebastian wasn't fast enough-he caught the blade across the back of his hand. Blood splattered instantly! Asher froze in place, stunned.

He hadn't meant to cut anyone. What the hell just happened? Clara seized the moment. She twisted her body and drove the needle into the side of Asher's neck. She knew exactly where to strike-a pressure point that, when punctured, could cause temporary paralysis. Asher let out a strangled cry. The knife fell from his hand. His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the floor like a sack of bricks. Steven finally snapped out of it and shouted, "Help! Somebody help!" Moments later, footsteps thundered up the stairs as people came rushing in from all directions.