Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Emmett, you're being too polite. We'll leave you be. You know where to find me if I'm needed," said the manager with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Yue."

Emmett had already made arrangements to make sure that Carlos and Debbie arrived at the hotel a few minutes before the others. Five minutes after Carlos had entered his room with Debbie, Emmett parked the car in the parking lot and then walked back to the hotel.

When the others reached the hotel, they didn't see Carlos' Emperor. Jared looked around. When he saw neither Debbie nor the Emperor, he asked one of Carlos' bodyguards where Debbie was. That was when he learnt that Debbie had arrived at the hotel a few minutes before them, and that most possibly, she was already in her hotel room.

Jared hesitated a little before he decided to call her. However, she didn't answer his call. To put it more precisely, she cut the call.

'What's wrong with her?' Jared wondered. After pondering over it, he whispered to one of the bodyguards with a goofy smile, "Mr. Huo is here, isn't he?"

Emmett had told the bodyguards when to talk, and when to keep their mouths shut. The bodyguard assumed that it should be safe to answer Jared's question, so he nodded.

'That's what I thought, ' Jared gloated.

Deciding to leave the couple alone, he put his phone away and strolled into his room humming a tune as he pulled his luggage behind him.

Just as Jared had imagined, the scene in the Presidential Suite was screeching hot. Its two occupants had been apart for too many days. Debbie was stripped down to her bra and panties.

Lost in Carlos' kisses, she lay in bed, enjoying their reunion. When her phone rang, Carlos turned it off impatiently, without even checking who was calling. His lips never left her body the whole time.

"Wait! I have to take a shower first,"

she said as Carlos' breathing got heavier. Southon Village was too cold and lacked facilities. So she had never got the chance to have a proper shower.

he

she confessed, a little embarrassed. Knowing he was a neat freak, she thought that he would let her go the moment she

Carlos didn't care. He continued to do what he wanted, without

car on their way to the hotel. But Debbie had turned him down saying that it was embarrassing with the driver

handsy all

was acting like a wild predator set loose on

Debbie recalled the crazy night when

"Hmm?"

you be

he hadn't been intimate with her for a while. Being gentle was the last thing on

later, Debbie was pressed against

and Carlos', a girl toured the suite excitedly a couple of times, exclaiming, "This is great! You get what you pay for!" She rolled on the soft bed until she was tired. Then with one hand propped against her chin, she said, "I should remember to thank Debbie someday. If it wasn't for her, I would have never

never sat inside a Bentley Mulsanne before. Five million dollars! I used to be afraid to even get close to one of those cars. But

he leaned against the door, "You should hang out with me from now on. I'll make sure that you get to ride in a

car. And finally here came her chance to humiliate him. She took it immediately. "Ride in a luxury car every day? The entire city knows how strict your dad is. Nobody came to pick you up from Southon Village. You can't even get

have been happier. Even Gail's insults didn't make him lose his temper. "Your

students heard what Jared had said. A barrage of questions was thrown at her. "Gail,

come you've never mentioned it

are you two

"

smiled awkwardly. She had never mentioned her relationship with Debbie to anyone. She didn't

admit it. "Yes, Debbie is my cousin. My

posh cars came