No Strings Attached

At this moment, lan was stripped of all his usual defenses, resembling a pitiful little puppy. His big, doleful eyes begged for sympathy.

Clara's heart felt as though it had been pricked with a needle, which sent waves of sharp pain throughout her chest. She slowly crouched down, gently stroked lan's hair, and whispered softly, "lan, let me take you home."

Red-eyed, lan looked up at her. "Promise you won't leave, and I'll go with you."

"Alright, I promise."

Hearing this, lan stood, albeit unsteadily, and allowed himself to be led away. His grip on Clara's hand never loosened. It was as if he feared he'd lose her the moment he let go.

Upon arriving at the Miller family residence, Clara helped lan clean up a little and tucked him into bed.

His brows still furrowed in distress. When she watched him sleep in this way, she felt a twinge of heartache and softly smoothed his furrowed brow with her fingers. Her fingertips couldn't resist tracing the contours of his handsome face, from his eyebrows to his eyes, from his nose down to his mouth.

for a while, and she hoped that time would be as brief as possible. The cool touch of her fingertips lingered on his sensual lips. Unbidden, memories of their intimate moments together flooded her mind. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

resist, Clara leaned in close to lan's lips and

At last, she couldn't hold back any longer and pressed her lips to

awoke, it felt as if he had been in a dream. In that dream, Clara had cried. She had apologized to him. She had even kissed him of her own

immediately grabbed his phone to call

of the airport terminal, felt a sting in her eyes. "I had

her words, lan bolted upright in bed. "Why didn't you tell me? Wait for me. I'll be

Ryker and Sasha are with me. You enjoy your time with Grandma Rose and the others. I need to spend

Why was Sasha putting herself through all this back and forth while pregnant? Was she going to look for the baby's father? After giving Clara a

a hurried figure flashed by her side. Paolo, pale as a sheet, was on the phone. "Eddie, what the hell is going on? What do you mean Heidi isn't Mom's child?" Edwin's

Heidi right now? Don't

have a soft spot for this daughter. Her mother must have been quite special

to me. I've only ever