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?”

pursed her Lips helplessly. ‘How

L A ‘s L I

door behind her, Carlos put the things away on the bedside table and went to the

she decided to keep her mind busy but soon she realized that there were no ingredients at home to

grabbed her purse and went downstairs again.

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

door, she saw Decker biting down on his shirt to help with the pain, as beads of sweat trickled down his face. The bed

next to Decker, carefully stitching his wound.

on Decker’s waist. One of them looked really

almost finished

and meticulously, as if it were

shrouded in mystery and one could never tell what they were capable of. She assumed Decker knew how to stitch up

watching the way Carlos sutured Decker’s