No Strings Attached

"Sure, you go ahead. Sasha said she's coming over to keep me company today. She bought a lot of things for the baby. She's really going above and beyond as a godmother. I just wonder when the godfather will step up," Clara said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

lan chuckled, gently ruffling her hair. "Chase hasn't caught her eye just yet. He's got some dirt on him that Sasha's holding over his head."

Clara looked up at lan, curiosity in her gaze. "Are you keeping something from me? Every time their names come up, you have this look. Don't tell me Chase is up to no good behind Sasha's back?" "It's something like that. But let's not get involved. Their personalities need more time to mesh. Like us, they have to go through some trials to see the rainbow. Nothing can separate us now."

He caressed Clara's brow, his eyes filled with an undeniable affection. The trials they had faced hadn't driven them apart but had brought them closer together instead. Their bond was now as solid as a fortress, unbreakable by anything.

Clara stood in front of the bathroom mirror, watching her reflection and noticing her increasingly rounded figure. She watched lan care for her attentively, her lips curving into a smile involuntarily. The happiness she felt was indescribable. The fruit of their love was due to arrive in just over two months. She was eagerly anticipating that day.

Meanwhile.

Sasha had bought a plethora of items for Clara and the baby. There were two large boxes full of things, and she couldn't possibly carry them all by herself.

Just as she was worrying about this, her assistant called, saying she was on her way to deliver something.

What a coincidence! She could ask her to help carry one down.

Soon, there was a knock on the door, and Sasha, smiling, ran to open it. While running, she said, "Sweetheart, you're my lifesaver. You know just when I need you. Let me give you a kiss first."

Before she could finish, she saw

Chase leaning on the doorframe, his

smile both roguish and tender. "Missed me that much after just one night, huh? Come here, kiss

wherever you like," he said, opening

his arms to embrace Sasha.

Sasha pushed him away with a kick. Annoyed, she glared at him. "Get lost! Who missed you? I'm waiting for my assistant."

Chase, undeterred, pinned her

against the wall, his face suddenly close. His dark eyes were filled with an undisguised longing. His warm and moist breath brushed intentionally against Sasha's face. His voice was husky and seductive as he teased her. "But I've missed you. What should I do about it? How about I offer myself to you for free this time, huh?"

Before Sasha could react, he kissed her impulsively. Having just completed a long surgery, he was exhausted. But the moment their lips touched, it was as if a surge of energy coursed through him.

All he could think of was conquering Sasha. He wanted to hear her cry and beg for mercy again.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Sasha struggled, but Chase pulled her back each time. In the heat of the moment, sparks flew between them.

With Chase's skillful kissing, it didn't take long for Sasha to melt into a series of soft moans.

Just as their kiss intensified, Sasha suddenly felt a wave of nausea. She pushed Chase away and rushed into the bathroom. Hunching over the toilet, she began to retch.