No Strings Attached

Chapter 108

Before Clara could utter a word, Anders, who had been standing behind her, grabbed her wrist and glared coldly at lan. “Sorry, Mr. Hayes, but that’s a no–go. We’ll have to pass on your… ‘generosity.” With a firm tug, he pulled Clara to his side, shielding her like a guardian angel.

A sting shot through lan’s heart, and his eyes darkened with an added chill. “Did you really think I came here to talk shop with you today?”

He slowly approached Clara, leaned in, and whispered with a low chuckle in her ear. “If you don’t play along tonight, believe me, I’ll trash Anders‘ joint!”

Clara looked up to meet lan’s smoldering gaze. She knew he wouldn’t let her off the hook that easily. Biting her lip in determination, she faced lan with a steely look. “Dancing with you, Mr. Hayes, would be my pleasure. I trust you’re a man of your word.”

Anders immediately stepped in front of her. “Clara, he’s baiting you. You’re not dancing with him.”

Clara lifted her head to meet his gaze. “Anders, trust me, I know what I’m doing.”

Their exchange left Mr. Marco brimming with suspicion. Pointing at lan, he asked, “Have you met them before?”

held Clara’s wrist. With his eyes downcast, he asked her, “What do you think?

Since Mr. Hayes is interested in discussing a partnership, shouldn’t we extend our warmest hospitality?”

girl is precious to me. Don’t you dare mistreat her,” Marco

gave a meaningful smile. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” Then, he led Clara to the center of the dance floor, and

have been reserved for the Hayes Corporation’s anniversary celebration.

day, Clara was supposed to become lan’s girlfriend. But she betrayed him, sneaking off to the rooftop for a secret

!

all that had transpired, lan’s gaze upon Clara turned frosty. He leaned in, his breath warming her ear as his husky and spellbinding voice broke through her defenses.

me this. Don’t pretend you’re

“After tonight, can I consider my debt paid? Will you leave me

close

If you want me to let you and Anders

earlobe, his voice a low growl, “Spend the night with

tracks, anger flaring in her