No Strings Attached

Her love for him was as profound as it was fiery, yet it bore an undercurrent of immense pain.

Clara's throat was raw, her voice a husky whisper, making lan's heart quiver. "Ian, Ian." She lay in his arms, calling out his name over and over again. How many times had she done the same in her dreams? But every time she awoke, her pillow was soaked with tears, and he was nowhere to be found. lan gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, unable to hide the agony that dwelled deep within his own gaze.

A memory flashed through his mind-of the time Clara had been under the influence of some love potion, and she had called out his name just like this.

Even though he had hurt her deeply, he had always been the one true love in her heart. This profound love cut lan like a knife. He held Clara tight, murmuring words of comfort. "Clara, I'm here for you. From now on, I'll always be here, okay?"

The two embraced, losing track of time until Clara's phone began to ring. She tried to push lan away to answer it, but he lifted her effortlessly into his arms. "Ian, I need to take this call."

Carrying her into the living room, he handed her the phone, saying, "Just take it while I hold you."

a glance. "Don't

I have to try even harder. A little seduction is just part of the chase." With that, he settled down with Clara on the balcony sofa. Several buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a broad expanse of his gorgeous collarbone

She glared at him before pressing the

celebration, and the dean wants you to speak as an alumna.

billionaires and CEOs. As a small-time lawyer, I'd be a laughingstock. Please find someone else.

the city officials. You don't realize how highly they regard you after you won that case for that troublesome client. Sure, the guy was

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the mention of him. He would be so disappointed in her if he knew they were together at this

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