Chapter 1005
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Iâm actually still very sleepy. I want to go back to bed and sleep for a while Longer.â
Jared casually leaned against the sofa and grumbled, âTomboy, weâre guests of yours here. Is that how
you would treat your guests? You havenât even served us tea or coffee or anything yet and youâre
already making us leave! Well, thatâs not polite.â
âFine, get a dollar from my bag and go downstairs and buy yourself a bottle of water. Help yourself to
whatever you want,â Debbie spat as she heaved a yawn.
She was very tired. Even though she and Carlos didnât really have sex last night, the way he touched,
kissed, and bit her was enough to exhaust her. It seemed like he was still the same lover she had
remembered. In fact, even better. And Debbie didnât even want to get started on how Carlos kissed her.
Looking at the dark circles under Debbieâs eyes, Sasha said sympathetically, âDebbie, you better rest
for now. Donât worry. We have something else to do. We should get going.â Then, she broke free from
Jaredâs grip and walked up to Debbie. In a hushed voice, she cautioned,
âDebbie, youâre still young. Donât tire yourself out. Be careful of your health, especially yourâ¦â âKidney!â
Sasha didnât blurt out that last word. Frequent sex could cause kidney deficiency, but since they didnât
really have sex last night, Sasha stopped her joke midway.
Debbieâs lips twitched.
Jared dragged Sasha to leave the apartment. Debbie returned to her bedroom without seeing her
friends off. As soon as she climbed onto her bed, she fell asleep at once.
On the sixth floor
When Stephanie woke up, it was already past seven oâclock in the morning. After drinking the soup
prepared by the maid, she fixed herself and went to knock on Carlosâ bedroom door.
But no one opened the door. After a few moments, she pushed open the door and heard someone in
the bathroom. She realized that it was probably Carlos.
But something was wrong. She checked the time and it was around 8:00.
Carlos normally jogged in the morning. He would come back around 6:40 and by 7:00, he would
already have taken his shower. So why was he showering so Late?
She caught a glimpse of the tidy bed. That was when she grew suspicious. âDidnât Carlos sleep here
last night? Or did he actually make his bed before going into the shower?â
As she got lost in her thoughts, the sound of the running water suddenly stopped. Stephanie stared at
the bathroom door. Soon, the door flew open.
With a bath towel sloppily hanging over his waist, Carlos walked out the bathroom. When he saw the
woman in his bedroom, he slightly furrowed his brows.
Stephanie snapped out of her trance and explained, âI just came to tell you, last night Iâ¦â She stopped
mid-sentence when she noticed an obvious love bite on Carlosâ neck.
âLove bites!â Stephanie thought in shock. She struggled to shift her sight past his neck and onto his
arm, only to find hickeys there as well. Her heart sank and her face went pale.
Sensing her gaze on his body, Carlos checked his arm. He remembered that Debbie had deliberately
left love bites there as payback for his torture. Without letting it bother him, he grabbed another clean
towel and wiped his wet hair. Instead of explaining the situation to
Stephanie, he asked her, âDo you have anything important to tell me?â
As an experienced woman who had dealt with difficult situations in business, Stephanie was able to
quickly regain her composure. Taking a deep breath, she collected herself and asked casually, âLast
night-â
âStephanie,â Carlos interrupted her coldly.
âI hope what happened last night wonât happen again.â
âIâm sorry, Carlos. I know that you are mostly busy. I shouldnât haveââ