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 draft a contract, limited to three months. If you get pregnant within that time, after you give birth, the baby is mine, and I assure you, your

world called lan a devil. His methods were indeed

“And if I don’t get pregnant in three months?”

But the odds of that are 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

smile and agreed readily, “Fine, let’s draw up an agreement.”

three months? She’d consider it a

years.

moment she picked up the pen to sign, she felt as if

as she signed

adult game had officially begun.

from behind.. His hot, moist lips trailed down the back of her neck. Her clothes had somehow ended up