Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Who?”

“Hayden. By the way, why haven’t you told him who your real husband is?

He thought you were married to Emmett.”

Debbie knew Hayden had mistaken Emmett for her husband. Yet she wasn’t interested in explaining anything to him, and he likely wouldn’t even believe it.

“I don’t need to explain anything to him. Anyway, it’s not like we’re an item,” Debbie replied firmly.

“Sounds about right. I’m looking forward to the day Portia finds out you’re Mrs. Hilton. I can see the look on her face. Aha…ha…” Kasie leaned against the sofa, bursting into wild laughter

Right then, the door of the empty VIP room was pushed open. A group of businessmen walked in as a man said politely, “Emmett, this is the room we reserved.

shocked to see a woman lying casually on the sofa. When she spotted them, Kasie hastily stood up from the sofa and

““Kasie? Why are you

swung her phone in

wanted a quiet spot to talk on the phone. I’m leaving now,”

to let her out. But the next second, he remembered something and stopped in her tracks. After pulling her out of the room, he said, “Hey, my dad invited you to have a meal at my

widened her eyes

you say? A meal

nodded casually, confirming

have no

is a paid gig. When you have some free time, I can buy you

were going through her head right now, none of them good. He was paying her to go out with him? Wouldn’t that be like a prostitute? If the comparison was valid, then did that make her a whore? And what did that do to

but his offer of “a paid gig” just set her on