No Strings Attached

Upon hearing those words, Clara was so scared that she immediately got out of bed. She might yearn for a baby, but even her body had limits with this kind of roughhousing. When she stumbled into the bathroom, lan watched, with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Since that day, their room had often been filled with the sweet sound of bell. Sometimes, the bell would ring all night long.

Lately, Clara had been swamped with a divorce case, working nonstop for a week. When she came home, she was playfully tormented by lan without end. She felt like she was falling apart.

Waking up in the early morning, she lay in bed, shifting her sore and aching body, then burying her head deeper into the covers.

The cheery winter sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, spilling over the bed and bathing Clara's exposed calf in a golden glow, making her already dazzling skin shimmer. The silver anklet on her ankle sparkled, and its tiny bell tinkled melodiously.

lan approached the bed, pinching Clara's smooth cheek with a touch of reluctance in his voice.

"Sweetheart, I've got to go on a business trip for a few days. Be good and wait for me at home." He bent down to kiss her lips.

give a light kiss, but the thought of not

news. This man was

snapped open, clear and bright. There was a hint of sleepiness

or so. I'll hurry back. What would you like for a gift?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet

with Clara, lan had spent nearly every spare moment with her. If they weren't making love, they were on their way to. To him, Clara's

heart leaped at the news, but she kept her face calm. She wrapped her arms around

insincere words worked like a charm on lan. He lifted her chin. His lips curled

out. Eat well, sleep well. Don't lose the weight you've

nodded obediently. "Got

his instructions with a five-minute passionate kiss,

Dawson quickly got out to