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 others reached the hotel,

he asked one of Carlos’ bodyguards where Debbie was. That was when he learnt that Debbie had arrived at the hotel a few minutes before them, and that most possibly, she was

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

to one of the bodyguards with a goofy

keep their mouths shut. The bodyguard assumed that

so

thought,

alone, he put his phone away and strolled into his room humming a tune as he pulled his luggage behind

Presidential Suite was screeching hot. Its two

to her bra

Carlos turned it off

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