No Strings Attached

Chapter 47

Chapter 47

The word ‘home‘ pierced Clara’s heart like a thorn. Once, she had believed in that place as her home, where she handpicked decorations from department stores and meticulously arranged every nook and cranny. Her arrival turned the once sterile apartment into a haven of warmth.

After work each day, she would swing by the local grocery store to pick up fresh ingredients, preparing lan’s favorite dishes with care.

Waiting for him to come home, sharing dinner, those moments were the epitome of bliss for her. She even thought, if lan wasn’t ready for marriage, their current arrangement wasn’t half bad.

But the harsh truth was, it had always been a one–sided affair. Ian had never truly given her his heart. To him, she was merely a fuck buddy, an object for his desires.

The bitter realization twisted her lips into a sardonic smile. “That’s your home, not mine. I won’t go back with you.”

lan’s grip tightened on her chin, his mouth claiming hers in a possessive kiss that brooked no argument. His unrestrained lips wandered over her face, neck, and body, acting without censure. He knew Clara’s body as if it were his own. He knew what made her tick, and what stirred her deepest cravings.

Her breath was stolen bit by bit, like a small fish gasping for air before drowning in a vast

sea.

night was deep, the world around them silent. The only audible sound was the heavy breathing

flesh, teasing,

the intensity of the kiss, her body turning to putty. Her voice was hoarse and unrecognizable. “lan, home

soft yet charged with coldness. lan slowly released her, his gaze pinning her in place, “Clara, have I treated you too well? Made you

being wrongly accused counts as treating someone

held not a trace of affection, only

core.

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