No Strings Attached

Puddles splashed underfoot, scattering in every direction. They splattered on the ground and on his stylish, expensive trousers.

lan had never felt such an urgent need to pull Clara into his arms as he did now. It was as though he had walked through Clara's youth, understanding every part of her. His love for her deepened, burning hotter and seeping into his very bones.

He ran to Clara, his face streaked with what could either be rain or sweat. His dark eyes fixed on her intensely, and his voice was low and husky as he called out to her. "Clara."

Her eyes, red and swollen, looked back at him as her slender hands gently caressed his cheek. Her voice was choked with emotion. "Ian, I've missed you so much." Hearing these words, lan could no longer control the emotions he had been suppressing. He pulled Clara close, murmuring incessantly, "Clara, I'm sorry, so sorry." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He was sorry for the disasters he brought upon her, sorry that he didn't realize she was No. 11. He felt he had betrayed her deep affection and failed her persistent love.

I can only be happy with you. So, I've decided to treat you and Leonora differently. She is the enemy who killed my mother, but

heart was being pierced by thousands of

to have come to this realization in such

she wanted to spend her life with him. In their love, Clara had always been the forgiving

beginning to the end, Clara's

I've brought you is pain. I've thought about leaving you, thinking you'd be

you trust me one

emotion, his Adam's apple moving restlessly. Tears that had

"lan, please don't cry. You never cry. Your tears