Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 317

He was powerful and unimaginably wealthy; he certainly didn't need her meager savings.

She knew what he truly wanted. He wanted her body, her heart. He wanted her to return to his side and submissively cater to his every whim.

But she didn't want that!

She had finally managed to escape his gilded cage, and she refused to lock herself back inside.

Julian stared at her. His dark eyes were bottomless, masking whatever emotions churned beneath. "Who said you have no way to repay me?"

Clara knew exactly what he was implying. Blushing with humiliation, she turned her face away. "I don't want to... Julian, please don't force me."

Julian narrowed his eyes and closed the distance between them. By the time Clara reacted, it was too late. He effortlessly pinned her against the entryway cabinet.

She called his name in helplessness, her slender neck arching backward in a display of sheer vulnerability. Her luminous skin was so beautifully pale it made his heart tremble.

Julian's gaze darkened with raw desire. Unable to help himself, he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck to press a soft, lingering kiss against her pulse.

An intoxicating thrill instantly coursed through her body.

He gripped her waist tightly, losing control. At his core, he desperately wanted her.

He also knew that if he took her right now, she wouldn't fight back. After all, her precious nephew still desperately needed his connections for medical treatment.

But he didn't do it.

He took a deep, shuddering breath, reining in his primal urges, and slowly let her go.

Clara looked up in sheer shock. Her beautiful, shimmering eyes were wide, tugging fiercely at his heartstrings.

"Why did you..."

She had fully expected him to force himself on her. After all, he was always so domineering and never gave her the option to say no.

Julian remained silent. He gripped her shoulders, pulling her gently against his chest, and rested his chin on the top of her head, nuzzling her hair with surprising tenderness.

After holding her affectionately for a moment, he finally spoke, his voice rough. "Do you really think I'm some kind of monster? If you're not willing, would I really force you?"

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