Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 62

He despised her current state. He wanted to throw her to the sofa but considered carrying her upstairs instead. He went all out and carried her to her room.

The hue of Debbie’s bedroom was sky blue. ALL her furniture was colored and tainted with sky blue. Her round bed, dressing table, closet, desk and even her bed sheet were in sky blue color. Most importantly, the room smelled like Debbie. Slowly, he placed her in her bed and intended to leave the drunk be.

As he turned around, he felt a hand grasping on his. In her drunken state, she reached out to him and held his hand by her own will — something she wouldn’t do when sober.

“Water. I am thirsty,” she murmured, wriggling her body in bed restlessly.

“Give me some water..water..” she continued.

Looking at her indifferently, he took back his hand from her grip and left the room.

“Why did you drink if you knew you would end up like that?” he said, walking out of the room.

When he came back, Debbie was already on the floor, curling on the carpet by the bed. In his eyes, she became more hideous.

Gibbering, “Water… thirsty… water…” she repeated tirelessly.

Turning and rolling around, he bet she would not even remember a single thing she was doing then. With brows knitted, he placed the glass of water on the nightstand and walked towards her. As he was about to pick her up and carry her into his arms, he thought, ‘Just how much did she drink?”

“As a student, how could she get herself so drunk? I was right to decide to discipline her after all, ‘’ he added. Finally, he carried her into his arms.

With her arms around his neck, she pressed her head against his chest, pushing her body nearer to his. Gradually, his breathing became ragged. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He couldn’t understand why his heart was beating fast with their current state. Without minding too much, he put her back on the bed.

With his body leaning towards her as he slowly let her go, her hands remained Locked around his neck. Suddenly, she pulled him down on the bed.

As much as he was surprised, his face remained firm and indifferent.

Trying to suppress his fast-beating heart, he stared at the tipsy girl beside him, whose eyes were closed. Her Long eyelashes, rosy lips, crimson cheeks — everything on her pretty face looked tempting for him.

However, he knew his own limits. Out of the blue, Debbie struggled to sit up. That night, she was never a quiet girl and continued to do things that surprised him. As she tried to sit up, her balance came off. Not only did she fail, but also dragged Carlos even closer — close enough for her to feel his breath.

Coincidentally, their Lips touched.

At that instant, the air became awkward. Suddenly, he could no longer smell the stench from her. The tempting scent emitted from her body slowly filled his nose. The light in his eyes dimmed and the scene where he had kissed her came flooding back in his head.

Back then, he had hesitated to sleep with her because they had no relationship. Now that she was his wife, it was only natural for them to spend the night together. With this thought, he Lowered his head

and pressed his lips on hers. The courage he had tried so hard to stop himself from doing such a thing was no longer there. He could only think of how tempting the girl beside him was; he couldn’t control his desire for her.

As she wriggled and moaned from his every touch, it made him more aroused. He got more and more excited, but then she suddenly stopped and became quiet. Lifting his head, he opened his eyes to look into hers, and to his disappointment, she was already fast asleep.

Frustrated, he let out a deep sigh. He was still feeling hot and his face was burning up. ‘How could she just fall asleep in that state?” he thought. After a while, his face turned livid. ‘This bloody woman must have done it purposely, * he continued.

Time passed, and it was Saturday the next day. Morning came, and luckily, there was no school. Knowing this, Debbie didn’t leave her bed until noon and waited for the alarm to set off. As the alarm rang, she slowly woke up and turned it off. Feeling lightheaded, she rubbed her throbbing temples.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She fumbled in her bag to Look for it and finally found her phone after a while.

“Hello?” she answered. Without looking at the caller ID, she continued, “Hello? Who’s this please?”