True Love Waits

Chapter 377 Your Strategy

"Okay. See you," Debbie said to Jared.

As soon as she opened the door to the room, a strong reek of alcohol reached her nostrils. She fanned her hands through the air, trying to keep the stench away from her nose and mouth.

After taking a few steps inside, she saw a man in white shirt lying lazily on the sofa, eyes shut.

She wasn't sure if he was fast asleep or not. He wasn't responding to the noise, though.

Debbie put aside her handbag and patted him cautiously, hoping to rouse him. "Hey, you awake? Let's go home now."

Hearing her voice, Carlos parted his eyelids slightly.

He sat up on the sofa, head down, and massaged his brows to relieve his headache.

Debbie didn't know what to do. She scratched her head, silently waiting for his response.

But after waiting for a while, he still didn't acknowledge her presence. He just kept his head down.

Left with no choice, Debbie squatted in front of him and moved his arms around. "Old man, are you okay? Come on, I'll drive you home and you can sleep it off." Why is he drinking like this?' she wondered. That wasn't like him. He might come home a little buzzed, but not sloppy drunk.

As she was lost in thought, Carlos suddenly grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her into his.

Caught off-guard, Debbie banged her head against his burly chest. "Ouch! You're hurting me."

"Debbie Nian." His husky voice rang in her ears, melting her heart.

She exclaimed in her mind, 'Oh, God, why? Even his voice is hot! I'm addicted to it!'

She locked her arms around his neck and gave him a charming smile. "Yes, Mr. Handsome. I'm here."

Carlos held on to her and examined her face carefully. After a while, he spat, "Are you that desperate, to take advantage of me when I'm drunk?"

The tempting scent wafting from her body slowly turned him on. He began

was confused. She didn't say anything this time, nor

tightened his grip. In a hoarse voice, he whispered, "You want sex? You're

confused now. She looked at what she had on. She wore a black skirt that hugged her hips. It had a lace hem, and a slit along

to try to explain,

kissing her for a few minutes, Carlos pinned her onto the sofa. Looking down at the panting woman with his dark eyes, he asked sarcastically, "So is Hayden impotent?" Debbie blinked her eyes in confusion. "Hayden?

you happy in

after the accident. You could have had your way with me several times, but no. Now you blame

looked into his deep eyes. The cold look in them made her get goose bumps. She somehow felt frightened. She hadn't seen him quite like this. 'Oh Carlos, what did they do

to breathe. "Let's go home now,

now you switch gears. Playing hard to

her eyes at him. "Of course. But that

"I'm never good."

seriously and told him in a sincere voice, "No, Carlos. You're a good man. A very good one. I'm not budging

strategy is to fawn

I say. I'd better zip my mouth!' she

engagement, am I a good man? What do you think?" he asked,

to process

what he meant,

chance to utter a single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with the love aura and heavy breathing. He took her again

was. It was like a dream. A very good dream. The best dream in

"Deb" over and over, just like the old days when they made love. It

to call her "Deb" in the moment, he did it anyway. And he had called out that name many

safe in his arms, exhausted from their love session. Debbie hadn't slept this well in a while. Having to release an album

one in the afternoon. She slowly opened

when it dawned on her that she was in

we... we spent the night

there was no sign

all over. Carlos wasn't gentle to her last

sitting up on the sofa, she noticed two pieces of