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 moaned in her

Knowing he was a neat freak, she thought that he would let her

He continued to do what he

wanted to have sex with her in the car on their way to the hotel. But

very handsy all the way. Frustrated as

acting like a wild

hungry eyes, Debbie recalled the crazy night when she had

"Hmm?"

be

intimate with her for a while. Being gentle was the last thing on

minutes later, Debbie was pressed against the window.

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

seconded her, nodding his head. "The car was so damn comfortable! I've never sat inside a Bentley Mulsanne before. Five million dollars! I used to be

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

came her chance to humiliate him. She took it immediately. "Ride in a luxury car every day? The entire

of the suite, he couldn't have been happier. Even Gail's insults didn't make him lose his temper. "Your dad didn't pick you up either. You are here because of your cousin, Debbie. Don't forget that. You're no

Jared had said. A barrage of questions was thrown at her. "Gail, Debbie is your

you've never mentioned

are you two related?

"

Debbie to anyone. She didn't want to have

that Jared had revealed her secret, she was forced to admit it. "Yes, Debbie is my cousin. My mom is her

family like?" a gossipy girl asked. "So many posh cars came to pick