My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

Darkness was like a forbidden area under the devil's circle.

The drunken girl, like a snake, attached to the tall man, lifting her neck like the most elegant white swan, but at this time her wings were stained with the color of desire. It was black, attractive and mysterious.

The vapor in the bathroom blurred their eyes, making their bodies so hot as if a fire had been ignited.

The sound of swallowing saliva was like the beginning of a war.

Not knowing who kissed who first, he fire of desire burst in the magma and burned down their minds. Both of them were out of control. They both lost their mind and just wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood.

When the kiss was over, they were soaked to the skin, showing the most tempting side.

She… She was crying.

Tears fell down from her closed eyes. Cliff reached out his tongue, it was a little salty. He opened his eyes slowly.

He asked with his suffocating and hoarse voice, "Why are you crying? "

"Cliff, I'm not afraid."

"You..." She asked in a hoarse voice. What a beautiful view.

Anyone else would have fallen for such a temptation.

But he was crystal sober at that point.

He understood what she meant and understood what she referred to.

But even so, if her heart was not here with him, what would happen after they hooked up?

He couldn't do such a thing to her, even at her request.

Because she was not sober at the moment.

"Dear Cliff." She was like a helpless little beast. She had lost her direction in nature and didn't know where to go. She kept mumbling, begging for help.

"Lena, you are drunk." Said Cliff in a low and deep voice, cold as if he had come from an ice cave underground, he was staring at her calmly.

"No, I'm not drunk." Her long hair was waved into waves. Her unfocused eyes became clear for a short time. Her soft hand fondled the face that had been deeply rooted in her memory.

"Do you know who I am then?"

"You're Cliff, my dear Cliff!" He pouted her rosy lips to stop the chattering.

sure you won't regret it?" Cliff held her shoulders tightly. His voice was high pitched as if he was mocking her, or

She was on the

His eyes darkened, and the magma in

would be an extremely Indescribable

The next day.

up with her head aching and tears, Lena found herself lying in a familiar luxurious

man was lying quietly beside her, as if

she was so shocked that

that really Cliff?

She, she…

completely forgotten what had happened last night. The

Cliff asked in a hoarse voice. His lips curled into a

eyes twinkled with incertitude.

sudden, she felt a chill all over her body. Her body was as sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped

happened to her. In a hurry, she took off a quilt from the bed and tucked it around her

"What… You, I... "

you do to

flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive action seemed

I did?" At the moment, he was

closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she had

bent down gracefully, getting close to her

this, Lena felt her heart was

This, this man…

held the quilt tightly and the blue

she do?

her dear Cliff, she felt he was so strange to her. The care and gentleness he used to give her

with arrogance and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad

about it?" Cliff supported himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid through her jaw with the index finger. She trembled,

I, I..." At the sight of the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant Persian cat that had

pay for the drink. Then you ran into me and offered

advantage of you. But you've changed

to say anything more, Lena heard everything clearly. How she wished she could dig

in the bar gradually became as clear as a mirror and

last night. You pushed me down on the bed and tore my pants off like

was forced to

Lena couldn't find anything to defend herself

gesture of listening, but locked his eyes on her little face like