Burning Passion: Love Never Die

A shadow was descending the staircase, trying to be stealthy. Debbie swiftly hid herself behind the shoe cabinet and watched. It was a man, she was sure of it. And the man seemed to be…

At the corner of the stairs, he knocked over a potted plant but was quick enough to catch it.

He looked around carefully. Seeing that no one was around, he moved on.

Debbie followed him cautiously. To her surprise, the man walked towards the storage room she had cleaned.

He walked into the room and locked it from inside after looking left and right shiftily.

Pressed against the wall, Debbie walked quietly to the door of the storage room and listened carefully as she held her breath.

Someone was talking. Too bad she couldn’t hear clearly. But one thing was clear—there was a woman inside!

had a nasty feeling something bad was going to happen. Sure enough, obscene moans hit her ears

have to be the one to find

her ears and

felt bad about the storage room. It had taken her a couple of hours to clean it,

reached the living room, Lewis

scared the life out of

“Deb, Deb, you’re home. I came downstairs to grab a can of pop—” He was

with her hand and drag him

are

lines as he stroked Debbie’s hand with a grin. Debbie let him go immediately

me again and I’LL gut you like

a goofy smile, “Deb, did you come home