Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Soon enough, the elevator reached the sixth floor. Once the doors opened, the man walked out of the elevator without saying anything

The elevator doors slowly closed. But the air still reeked of alcohol.

Debbie heaved a sigh of relief after Carlos walked away, but meanwhile, she felt sadness digging deep into her heart.

She wondered if she and Carlos would be Like strangers from now on.

That was not her goal. Things were not going the way she planned, the way she hoped. ‘Did I lose Carlos forever?’ she thought gloomily.

The elevator arrived at the seventh floor and she walked out, heading for her apartment. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure standing by the door to her apartment, like a bum as usual. Debbie set her luggage by the door and asked coldly, “What are you doing here?” Decker hadn’t replied to any of her messages for the past few months. She wondered if he was dead.

Decker said nothing, just stared at her.

question popped into

high-end blocks in the city. No outsiders could enter without permission. Back when she was actively trying to get close to Carlos, she pulled some strings

her unreliable brother would know any big shots here-or

merely cast her a glance and demanded in a husky voice, “Open the door

blood reached Debbie’s nostrils. Worried, she quickly took off her sunglasses and scanned Decker up and down. His face was drained of

bloodstain! “My god! You

pained look on his face. Covering his waist, he closed his eyes

“Open the door!”

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quickly opened the door to her apartment. Decker immediately staggered inside and closed the door behind

a split second, as if drained of all energy,

couldn’t bear to see this. She shook her head

yourself into now? Who did you piss