No Strings Attached

Chapter 32

She didn’t want to explain too much to him about the kid. The more she explained, the greater her disappointment became. She watched him in silence, her voice as flat and unrippled as a still pond. “So, what do

you want?”

lan’s fingertips gently lifted her chin, he lowered his head, their noses brushing against each other in an ambiguous, teasing dance. “You lost our baby. You owe me one.”

Clara shoved him away with a force that brooked no argument, “That’s not possible.”

“Then all those terms you just laid out, I’m rejecting every single one.

“lan, don’t be so unreasonable.”

Tears crept into Clara’s eyes, a furious storm brewing within.

soft flesh of Clara’s collarbone, his voice a languid murmur. “The project won’t be on track for another three months. Your father won’t be out of the woods until then. During this time, I can’t guarantee his safety–unless you agree to my terms. Give me another child. We can

finally understood why the world called lan a devil. His methods were indeed

a cold chuckle, “And

nearly zero.” They had conceived on their one unprotected encounter. He refused to believe he couldn’t father another child within three months. He refused to believe she would still want to leave once a child was in the picture.

readily, “Fine, let’s draw up

three months? She’d consider it

years.

a contract, warm from the printer, lay before Clara. Despite being prepared for all eventualities, the moment she picked up the pen to sign, she felt as if she were signing away her

fingertips trembled slightly, as she signed

had

could even set down the pen, lan wrapped his arms around her from behind.. His hot, moist lips trailed down the back