NOLAN’S POV

“What the fuck?”

The words left my mouth before I even realized I’d said them. The moment Anna mentioned Clara’s name, a pit formed in my stomach.

“Anna,” I said quickly. “What are you doing?”

“What does it sound like, husband?”

“Princess, I said I was going to take care of it,” I said sternly.

“You were taking too long.”

I could hear Clara whimpering on the other end of the line.

“Have anything to say for yourself, Clara?” Anna asked.

Before she could respond, a slap echoed through the call.

“Anna!” I called out sharply. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“Oh, we’re just gonna have some fun,” Anna...