Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Wesley was concerned.

“What’s the matter?” he asked tenderly.

“I think someone is still stalking me.”

Wesley turned towards the other side of the hallway. Seeing what he was doing, Blair turned her head too. Two bodyguards stood there. Noticing

Wesley was staring at them, one of them walked over.

“They were gangsters, Wesley. They followed us all the way here. Carlos is still out of the country.”

While they were talking, Blair placed her finger on the fingerprint scanner. With a beep, the door was unlocked, and she pushed it open and walked in sullenly.

she closed the door, she could still hear Wesley discussing

lights on, changed into slippers, and walked

she had forgotten to go to the grocery store. The fridge itself was pretty bare. There were only a few tomatoes sitting in there. She checked the cabinet and could

Angela’s Library

the only thing on the

of instant noodles onto the top of the counter and

rang. Who could that

was comforting his sad, terrified

peeked through the cat’s eye and saw Wesley standing outside, looking a little impatient. She

do

always got to the

a better cook than I am, so why

‘we, ‘ do you mean you and me