Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Decker growled angrily.

Debbie looked at him, tears springing to her eyes. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. This was the first time her brother took her side and stood up to defend her.

With deadpan face, Carlos threatened, “Shut your mouth if you want to live.”

Decker tried to retort, but Carlos pulled out a cotton bud and pressed it to his bleeding wound. In an instant, his whole face contorted in pain, and he forced his lips into a line.

Debbie’s voice trembled as she Looked at Carlos and said, “You… What are you going to do?”

Carlos shot her a quick glance.

“What do you think?”

helplessly.

L A ‘s

out now!” As soon as Debbie shut the door behind her, Carlos put the things away on the bedside table and

Debbie stood there blankly, wondering what to do. After a while, she decided to keep her mind busy but soon she realized that there

bedroom door, Debbie grabbed her purse and went downstairs again.

he was wounded and needed to avoid anything that could cause inflammations. After preparing a simple dinner for

to help with the pain, as beads of sweat trickled down his face.

to her surprise, Carlos was squatting next to Decker, carefully stitching his wound. She quietly walked to

see the deep wounds on Decker’s waist. One of

Carlos had almost finished suturing

as if it

she didn’t even know about. They were all shrouded in mystery and one could never tell what they were capable of. She assumed

now, after watching the way Carlos sutured Decker’s wounds, she couldn’t help but feel