Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

'She thinks I won't kiss her if she refuses to wipe the lipstick off? Humph! How naive!' Carlos thought. He lowered his head slowly and kissed her on the lips.

An hour later, with the lipstick mark still on the corner of his mouth, Carlos scooped Debbie up in his arms and went to the room which Emmett had booked for them earlier. She was exhausted.

There were different kinds of sex toys on the nightstand. Carlos put Debbie onto the bed, and began to study the toys.

Debbie turned over and got in between the sheets. She covered herself with the quilt, not wanting to look at the man.

But when she heard one of the toys buzzing, she couldn't keep her cool anymore. She held out her head from under the quilt and pleaded, "Carlos, I already apologized to you. Please don't torture me anymore, okay?" 'He already forced me to apologize to him back in the car, but he wants to torture me even more. What an asshole!' she cursed inwardly.

Carlos cast a cold glance at her and continued to read the manual of the toy in his hand.

Debbie was angry again.

She turned her back to him and swore to herself that she would never beg him for mercy again. When Carlos finally began to use the toys on her, she clenched her teeth, not letting out a sound.

However, after a while, she couldn't bear it any longer. She cried out and begged, "Aaargh! I'm sorry, Carlos. Please! Please forgive me. Carlos...don't..."

Carlos didn't stop, so she continued to beg, "Honey...I'm really, really sorry. Please let me go..."

Carlos was really mad at Debbie this time. He had no plans of going soft on her just because of her pleas. He thrust his finger inside her, and she cried out. He did it again and again and enjoyed her cries of pleas and pleasure. He palmed her clitoris, and she yelled out once more. He pushed inside her harder and harder. "Don't provoke me ever again, okay?"

"Okay... I won't." Deep inside, she cursed, 'Pervert! Sex freak!'

When she woke up again, she felt like she had slept for an eternity. The strong rays of the sun hit her eyes. It seemed like it was already afternoon.

She turned over to reach for her phone on the nightstand. It was ten past three.

That's all right." Carlos' voice suddenly broke the silence and startled Debbie. She had

around and saw Carlos standing by the window in his suit. He was on the phone, but his eyes were

away; she didn't want to look at the man. She hadn't gotten out of bed for two days and one night because of him, and didn't

towards the bed and looked at her

connected. "Okay. She'll be there in three days. No need to arrange a dorm for her.

for me. He wants me to leave as soon as possible, doesn't he? He hates me so much. I said

her heart aching.

dialed another number and

the bed and threw back the covers. Looking her in the eye,

down without a second's hesitation.

darkened. "Why

of agreeing with it. And you tortured me mercilessly at the hotel!' she

her waist gently and said, "Let me take you to the hospital." He sort of regretted having all that wild sex

go to work." Debbie shook off his arm and turned her

and whispered in her ear, "Honey, do

heart. She gave him a mocking smile and taunted, "Seriously? It was—" 'Never mind. I don't want to argue with him any longer.' She took a deep breath and said, "Rest assured, Mr. President. I'm leaving this country

don't worry, I'll be there with you soon enough. I'm not gonna leave you alone," he coaxed her. He had already laid out his plans for dealing with some of the major issues at hand. He

no more Megan. We won't have to continue these stupid arguments with each other

I'm good on my own. Just keep your niece company. She's a delicate girl and needs you the most. I'm different. I've been practicing martial arts for more than ten years now. I can protect myself," she said sarcastically.

out who and where your brother is. He's in Z Country. If you want

her attention to a more delicate subject.

time. "Do you know who my

that Carlos knew her brother's information, he should've

you