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.

times when she could lose her nerve, it just had to be at a point when she was halfway through the final step

a chance where Carlos would get so angry that he might grab the divorce papers and sign them at once. Then again, he could be in such a good mood that he

all over the place, was filled with so many questions as

from the furniture to its walls in shades

table. Against a wall was a wine cabinet and on the opposite side was a bookshelf with a water dispenser next

famous paintings and calligraphy

CEO’s private Lounge.

raised his head from what he had been working on, he saw the girl at the door. A faint light flickered in his eyes at the sight

around curiously. The young lady’s attention was on everything

from her subtle exploration of

door behind her, she took

earlier and 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 like it if