No Strings Attached

Sasha stepped out of the bathroom, only to find Chase sitting on the bed, indulging in a post-coital cigarette.

He carried an unusual depth in his brows. His eyes were clouded with ambiguous emotions.

Sasha walked over, snatched her phone from his hand, and asked irritably, "Who gave you permission to go through my phone?"

Chase extinguished the cigarette and pulled her into his arms in one swift motion. The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the scent of shower gel rushed into her nostrils. "Are you planning to go on a blind date?"

Sasha nonchalantly responded, "This show wraps up next week. I'll have a chance to break up with you and then follow my family's wishes to go on a blind date." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With her confirmation, Chase's gaze suddenly deepened. The hand holding Sasha tightened a bit more. "Sasha, you heartbreaker. You've used me up, and now you'll be off on a blind date. How come I didn't know you were so fickle?"

Sasha glared at him. "I told you from the start that this was all an act. Don't get too involved."

Sasha, please don't go on the blind date, okay?" For

said, "Not go on a blind date? Are you asking me to be

such a great guy in front of you, yet you choose a blind date over me. Are you out

thought he was too promiscuous. Now that she was actually

little-I hold grudges. I can never forgive those who have hurt or scorned me in my life." Chase, looking

me ask you one more

upset about that?

together but hardly ever saw each other, let alone had any feelings. She was always chasing after me and calling me

That girl

real

had married her, I'd never have a moment's