Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 152

If he dares to bully me again, I'll buy a durian and ask him to finish it all by
himself! That should teach him a lesson, “ she thought to herself.

Upon seeing the man throw the empty bottle into a trash bin, Debbie flashed a
sly smile as she Licked the corners of her Lips.

“Hey, Mr. Handsome!” She ended up jumping before him.

“Uh-huh?” He Looked at her, startled.

Suddenly, she held him by his waist, stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.
This was her first time to kiss the man on her own initiative. It was an entirely
different experience. No! It was her second time, wasn't it?

Carlos remained stunned for a while. When he finally regained his full senses
after the unexpected display of affection, he realized her true intentions. He felt
uneasy and wanted to push her away. Debbie held his waist tightly and her
tongue moved effortlessly in his mouth.

She had just hogged a large-sized durian pizza and had not rinsed her mouth
yet.

After making sure that his mouth tasted durian again, she withdrew her lips and
let go of his waist. Carlos shook his head with profound resignation, and then
turned around to walk towards the convenience store again.

“I want to go home! Now!” Debbie grabbed his arm and dragged him to their car
deliberately. Despite the fact that he could easily shake her arms off, he followed
her anyway.

Right under the glow of the street Lamp, Debbie opened the passenger's door
and was about to push Carlos into the seat, but he quickly shut the door by
himself.

Without a moment's pause, he rolled her around, pressed her against the car
door and kissed her on her lips.

It all happened in a matter of seconds that she couldn't properly breathe.

When Carlos’ phone rang, the two stopped their overflowing affection for each
other to an abrupt halt.

It took quite a while before Debbie realized that she was lying in the backseat
and Carlos was about to strip her off. She could even feel his erection.

He wanted to switch his phone off and get on with his intentions but she pushed
him away, adjusted her clothes and swiftly got out of the car.

When she got into the driver’s seat, Carlos was on the phone.

“You called me just because of this?” His voice seemed to croak.

“Damon, I have some exclusive information regarding the woman's whereabouts.
But I've no intention of telling you!” Saying this, he hung up. As if it was not
enough to vent his anger, he even turned off his phone.

Neither Debbie nor Carlos said a word throughout their way home.

Upon arriving at the villa, Debbie reassured that the car doors were locked,
grabbed the car keys and rushed towards the house.

When she ran upstairs, Carlos’ voice seemed to come from behind her back.
“What is next to you?”

“What? What's next to me?” Debbie stopped, turned her head in utter confusion.
“I think I saw a figure next to you. Perhaps, my eyes have begun deceiving me,”
Carlos said.