Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Turning around, he thundered, “Emmett!”

The force in his voice sent chills running down Emmett’s spine. ‘I thought he was calmed down after talking to his wife. Why is he angry again?”

It was the beginning of a long, terrible day for Emmett.

But that night, just as she had promised, Debbie slept in the dorm with

Kristina.

It was almost 1 a.m. when she finally got off work in the bar. The dorm gates were shut, and she didn‘t have the doorkeeper’s phone. She called

Jared who found a person to call the doorkeeper and ask her to open the gates.

surprised to find she was cramping. Regular as clockwork, she had always marked her menses. Apparently, the Last one month must have been stressful to make her forget something that basic. She sighed to ease

the dorm and stay with Carlos at the

take the bus back to the villa so she could change out of her blood-stained pants. She didn’t dare take a taxi out of fear that blood might be left behind on

and no one seemed to notice anything was amiss. When the bus pulled up to her stop, Debbie quickly hopped off and walked for about fifteen minutes before finally reaching the gates

she walked briskly towards the villa as

gate and heaved a heavy sigh of relief. It felt safer to finally be inside a familiar place. Quickly changing her shoes, Debbie quietly made her way into the Living room crossing her fingers that there was no one around. Luckily, the living room was empty. ALL she could hear was the sounds of Julie cooking in the adjacent

soon cut short, however, as Carlos walked down

look in her direction. But it was too late; he

she pushed past him, and

caused

a reminder that she needed to get upstairs. Turning her back on Carlos, she continued

she could get away,