Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Looking at her naked body in the mirror, Debbie blushed and couldn’t help touching her smooth leg.

‘I need to pay more attention to my skin. Otherwise, I might age quickly.”

Shrugging on her night gown, she walked out of the bathroom with wet hair. She thought Carlos would be in the study working, but actually he was sitting on her bed, answering a phone call. What was he doing here?

And why was he in here anyway?

The moment she appeared, he turned his head and fixed his eyes upon her.

Debbie sat at the dressing table, opened the tube of nighttime moisturizer and squeezed out some of the goo onto her hand. ‘It wouldn’t do to get all wrinkled, ‘ she thought as she worked the Lotion onto her cheeks, around her nose, her forehead, everywhere on her face.

She glanced at some of the other products and decided the anti-aging

serum would be best in the morning. Then she reached into a drawer and found her blow dryer. Then, gadget in hand,

her hair in the bathroom, Carlos was on the phone with his

the fourth floor of Alkaid Building. Yeah, yeah. It’s for

Oh, one for Debbie, and two for

immediately and answered,

a lipstick research and development center

materials. She’s going to

a brand name ‘Decar’. We

else. Oh, I remember—she loves

a piano, a guitar, a digital audio workstation and other top notch

secretly shocked, though.

slave to his