Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“You’ve just walked a short flight of stairs, but you’re already exhausted.

Obviously, you’re in lack of exercises!”

Unconvinced, she retorted, “I’m not planning to join the armed forces

I’m not under some obligation to guard our country or anything like that. Why should my physical form be a bother to anyone?”

But in a firm voice, he replied, “If you’re out of shape, what pleasure do you think your future husband will derive from a woman who can’t even satisfy his sexual needs? Can’t you see that I’m only doing your marriage a favor?”

Blair was lost for words. Although she was still young, she could easily understand the subtext of his words. She blushed red all over her face. But after a few seconds, when she realized something, her face went pale, and her eyes became red with tears. Bearing the pain in her heart, she continued to walk down the stairs in silence.

As Wesley watched her, he easily noticed her mood swing. Biting his lower lip in remorse, he picked up his pace in an attempt to grab hold of her wrist.

off his hand at

her close by his side, he

stern voice,

defeated, Wesley

bit, he silently followed her. After descending a few floors, he suddenly quickened his steps and stopped in her way. Eager to appease her, he squatted down and requested, “Climb up my

briefly looked at his broad shoulders and sidestepped him, cursing

thanks,” she politely declined, trying

fire as she walked around him

had a new idea. Just as she was turning the second corner after she had turned down his

on his shoulder, began to feel squeamish. It was as though all of

and with a cunning

“No…”