Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Yes! Cross my heart!” Debbie promised, patting her chest.

Carlos picked her up after school. They went to a hotel for dinner. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

That evening, she was unusually sweet to him. During dinner, she asked him about his day and showed concern about the recovery of his wound.

She picked up his food for him, and she even massaged Carlos’ back diligently even though he told her there was no need for it.

When they both finally sat down to eat, Carlos put some boneless fish on her plate and said, “There’s no use sucking up to me. I stilt remember that you were late for class today.”

She squirmed in her seat. That really brought her spirits down.

Head bowed, Debbie poked the fish with her chopsticks with a frown on her face. Then she said with a sigh, “No horror movies and no martyrs’ cemetery, okay?”

“Okay,” Carlos agreed readily.

His response came as a pleasant surprise to Debbie. She was thrilled.

But before she could swallow the next bite of her delicious fish, he said, “I’m taking you to watch a Live show-a person making out with a snake.”

“N-N-N-No!” she objected desperately, her eyes wide open and filled with horror. She had seen that horrendous scene before. There was no way in hell that Carlos would let her go with just making her watch the show. Her Legs started trembling as memories of the previous incident emerged in her head.

Once, she had gone to Thailand on a holiday with her friends.

“Human and snake kissing” was one of the shows on the itinerary. Disgusted and terrified by the show, she had hidden behind a column and played with her phone during the duration of the entire show. When she raised her head towards the end of the show, she saw Jared making out with the snake. She was so frightened that her phone was tossed away when she jumped out of her seat. After they had returned from the trip, she avoided Jared for half a month.

At this point, Debbie already knew that Carlos made sure that every one of his punishments was harsh and effective to the people who angered him.

Even Debbie, his own wife, wouldn’t be spared. He was a cold man.

ALL of a sudden, the tender, flavorful fish tasted incredibly bland

“Is there any way that you would let this one go?”

Carlos gave her a glance as he picked out the fish bones for her.

“That depends on your performance.”

After she heard his words, an idea dawned on her. She stood up from her chair abruptly and locked her arms around his neck. She then Looked him in the eye and slammed her lips on his. Three times!

That would definitely help her get through, she thought. However, the man’s face darkened and frowned.

“Debbie, did you wipe your mouth after eating?

Debbie bit her lips and looked elsewhere. That hadn’t occurred to her.

An innocent mistake. But it was not too late for her. She could still make up for it. She quickly drew a tissue and was about to wipe her mouth when it hit her that it might be wiser to wipe the tyrant’s mouth

first.

So, she gently wiped her husband’s mouth with a grin and then her own