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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

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“You jerk!” she cussed. She struggled to open her eyes, and fumbled for the pack of cigarettes and lighter on the table.

She then skillfully nipped a cigarette between her fingers, lit it, and took a drag. She then blew a smoke ring, which diffused when it hit his face.

Carlos wasn’t choked by the smoke. But he was shocked by how expertly she was smoking. His bushy eyebrows crooked in anger. ‘When did she learn to smoke?’

She was still doing smoke tricks. She took a long drag and kept it in her mouth, then blew smoke through her nose and two sides of her mouth.

She looked like a fire breathing dragon. In a fit of anger, he suddenly snatched the cigarette away from her fingers and gripped her chin tightly, making her look at him.

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“Who lets you smoke?” he dropped the words one by one between gritted teeth.

Feeling pain in her jaw, Debbie pounded ineffectually at his chest.

“Let go of me. You’re hurting me…”

Seeing her face scrunched in pain, he loosened his grip a little and said in a loud voice, “Answer me.”

Debbie stopped attacking him and spat out, “My husband!”

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“Damn you!” Carlos flared up, eyes fuming in anger.

‘Husband, her husband!’ Hearing her call another man as husband made him feel even angrier. He had an urge to find Ivan and kill him.

Debbie smiled happily at his glum face. His jealous reaction made her feel so good.

Her smile added fuel to the fire. Carlos put out the cigarette in the ashtray. In a swift move, he pinned her down on the couch and began kissing her passionately.

Last tthey were here, Carlos and Debbie had sex in this very booth.

That memory rose unbidden in Debbie’s thoughts.

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She believed he’d do the sright here and now. Carlos was making his intentions plain as he put his hand under her dress. Just at that moment, they heard a tiny voice. It was obvious it belonged to Piggy.

She stood at the door to the bedroom inside the private booth and asked curiously, “Uncle Carlos? Mommy?”

Carlos and Debbie were enjoying their passionate kiss, and were startled by her voice.

A bit ago, Piggy complained of being tired, so Carlos had taken her to the bedroom and sung her to sleep. Debbie and Carlos were too focused on the fireworks between them to think about Piggy once she was asleep.

Piggy, who just woke up, rubbed her eyes and stared at the two people on the couch with wide, innocent eyes.

Carlos sat up and straightened his shirt, which had been wrinkled because of his recent close encounter with Debbie. He then looked at

Piggy with a soft smile.

“Your mom had a stomachache, and I was rubbing her belly to help her feel better.”

Debbie was at a loss for words.