Chapter 85 lanâs movements froze, and the warmth that had graced his features just moments before vanished without a trace. For the second time, Clara had mentioned that man with a fondness in her voice that was impossible to ignore.
lan wanted to play it cool, pretend he hadnât heard a thing. He wanted to erase that man from Claraâs life altogether. But the fierce possessiveness boiling within him stripped away any pretense of sanity. He couldnât stomach the thought of another man being Claraâs rock, couldnât bear that it was not his name she called out in her dreams.
Darkness clouded lanâs eyes as he struggled to contain his emotions. He leaned in close to Clara. His voice came out hoarse, âAlright, let me kiss you, and I wonât leave.â
Without waiting for her response, he dipped his head and claimed her lips in a kiss that was both domineering and wild.
Clara was jolted awake by his rough advances, Her eyes were wide and glistening as lan ravaged her lips with reckless abandon.
Gradually, lan slowed his assault. His nose brushed against Claraâs cheek. His voice dripped with seduction. âClara, I want you.
May 1?â
His hand slipped beneath her nightshirt as he spoke. His hot breath teased her earlobe. His voice was like hot embers as he murmured, âClara, I know how to make you forget all this pain. Do you want to try?â
Claraâs stiffness melted away under lanâs caresses. Her fair skin was glowing with an enticing blush. lanâs words echoed in her mind, promising to help her escape her agony.
The pain was too much, and the abyss was too deep she was willing to try anything lan suggested.
She wrapped her arms around lanâs head and called out to him in a husky voice, âlan.â It had been so long since sheâd said his name with such tenderness after their fallout.
At her call, lanâs movements faltered, and his dark eyes were alight with unbridled desire. He cracked a smile and coaxed in a gravelly tone, âClara, say my name again.â
Obediently, she whispered, âlan.â
lanâs throat worked, and he bit down on the soft flesh of Claraâs body.
The night was destined to be wild. Ian and Clara plunged again and again into the depths of passionate orgasm.
He felt as if they had returned to the past, to a time when Claraâs eyes held only him. He ravished her body over and over until she wept and pleaded for mercy.
lan watched Clara, who was now so sweetly exhausted from his attentions. His lips.
11:51 curled into a smile. He kissed her lightly and whispered, âClara, letâs always be like this, okay?â
He didnât care whether that other man truly existed or why Clara kept thinking about him. lan was her first man and would be her only man for life.
Clara was his, forever and always.
lan watched Claraâs seductive sleeping face for a few more seconds, then grabbed his phone and stepped outside. He dialed Dawsonâs number. âDid you find out?â
âMr. Hayes, itâs Ms. Claraâs mother, Victoria. She approached her after work asking for money, and they had a confrontation.
Afterwards, Ms. Clara took her mother awayâ
At this, lanâs expression turned icy. âHow did she get into the company garage? Without an employee card, she wouldnât even be able to enter the building.â
Dawson hesitated before admitting, âIâve been remiss, sir. Victoria changed her name, and I didnât catch that sheâs been working in the companyâs janitorial department for over ten days now.â
Over ten days.
It meant Clara might have known for all that time that her mother was working in the same company as her.