No Strings Attached

Teo gazed at Brodie, who had always epitomized calm and poise, now standing with veins throbbing on his forehead. His eyes were ablaze with undissolvable hatred.

A sharp pang went through Teo's heart. What could have possibly happened to drive him to such a state?

Teo's eyes began to sting, and his throat tightened. He couldn't even muster the courage to recognize Brodie as his own.

After what felt like an eternity, he spoke with a heavy voice, "I don't know what went down back in the day, but since it seems my actions wounded you, I'm not expecting you to make amends with me. All I'm asking is for a chance to make things right, to take good care of your mother, to help her regain her memories."

Brodie stared into Teo's eyes for a long moment before finally releasing his grip and his eyes reddened slightly. "If it turns out you're the reason my mom's hurting, I'll never forgive you!" After saying that, he turned and walked into the hospital room.

Teo watched his retreating figure and sighed softly. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number. "Look into every woman I've come into contact with 24 years ago."

lit up with joy and excitement. "Can you hear that? That's our baby's heartbeat. The doctor says it has a big head, almost half the size of its body, and you can make out all the organs.

her belly. She was eagerly anticipating the birth in a few short months, imagining what their

His voice was husky. "No matter who the baby takes after, they'll be ten times cuter than Roger's daughter.

heard you talking about his daughter like that, he'd cut ties with

him! I dread the day he might come begging for a union with our future son. No

together. Even if they don't end up married, they could be as close as siblings like Brodie and me. Wouldn't that be nice?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website

and he bit Clara's lip in a silent warning. "Clara, don't you dare talk about your feelings for another man in

her plump lips in a fierce, retaliatory kiss. His skills were expert, and it didn't take long for Clara to surrender. Her moan was a low hum in her throat, and

strong appetites. His hands began to unbutton her blouse, wandering