Burning Passion: Love Never Die

They themselves positioned on either side of the door. Once Carlos and

Debbie had stepped inside their suite, Emmett closed the door and with a click, the self-locking door was closed.

“Thank you, manager. I think right now what Carlos needs is some privacy. Are the other rooms all set?” he asked one of the managers.

“Emmett, you’re being too polite. We’ll Leave you be. You know where to find me if I’m needed,” said the manager with a smile.

“Thank you.”

Emmett had already made arrangements to make sure that Carlos and

Debbie arrived at the hotel a few minutes before the others. Five minutes after Carlos had entered his room with Debbie, Emmett parked the car in the parking lot and then walked back to the hotel.

the hotel, they didn’t

the Emperor, he asked one of Carlos’ bodyguards where Debbie was. That was when he learnt that Debbie had arrived

he decided to call her. However, she didn’t answer his call. To put it more precisely,

pondering over it, he whispered to one

the bodyguards when to talk, and when to keep their mouths shut. The bodyguard assumed that it should be safe

question, so

I thought, ‘

couple alone, he put his phone away and strolled into

the scene in the Presidential Suite was screeching hot. Its two occupants

stripped down to

Carlos’ kisses, she lay in bed, enjoying their reunion. When her phone rang, Carlos turned it off impatiently, without even checking who was calling. His lips never Left her body the

heavier. Southon Village was too cold and lacked facilities. So she had never got the chance to