Burning Passion: Love Never Die

For someone who appeared to be in his twenties, he looked like a model student at university. With a smile lingering on his face, it was difficult to see him as anything else but a nice person.

Shooting Debbie an awkward Look, Rhonda turned to the man and replied courteously, “Tristan, this lady is here for Carlos.”

In spite of Rhonda’s efforts to introduce the lady, Tristan was too distracted by Debbie’s bewitching smile to pay attention. But soon enough, he was back to being professional.

“Hello, miss. Nice to meet you. Please, follow me,” he said, politely gesturing with his hand towards the CEO’s office. Offering a small smile, Debbie followed

Tristan while Rhonda stayed behind. The young Lady could tell that the older woman was relieved to pass her over to Tristan.

Upon reaching the door, the male secretary knocked on the door lightly.

“Come in,” came Carlos’ deep, cold voice.

box close to her. Of all the times when she could lose her nerve, it just had to be at a point when she was halfway through the final step of

Carlos would get so angry that he might grab the divorce papers and sign them at once. Then

a little all over the place, was filled with so many questions

meters, decorated from the

a glass table. Against a wall was a wine cabinet and on the opposite side was a bookshelf with a water dispenser next to it. In spite of its enormous space, the place looked

court. Some famous paintings and calligraphy were hung

CEO’s private Lounge.

what he had been working on, he saw the girl

pen, he stared at Debbie who was looking around curiously. The young lady’s attention was on everything else in the

she felt his eyes on her, she paused from her subtle exploration of

she took a few steps

corrected herself, “Oh, I’m sorry. I mean, Sir. I’m sorry to interrupt you. It’s just that… er, I made this at home. I’d