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.

as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise, and making the final confirmation with his cold

I won't regret it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control

move. Instead, he grasped her arms tightly. His eyes darkened, and the magma in

she wished, it would be

The next day.

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

beside her, as if he

shocked

is that really Cliff?

She, she…

The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole night made her brain in chaos.

in a hoarse voice. His

eyes twinkled with

felt a chill all over her body. Her body was as sore and

had happened to her. In a hurry, she took off a quilt

"What… You, I... "

did you

panicked and didn't know

At

depicted even with her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she had never known him before.

down at her and then bent down gracefully, getting close

closer. At the sight of this, Lena felt her heart

This, this man…

swiftly. Her face turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the

should she do?

strange to her. The care and

in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad and sink into an abyss.

Cliff supported himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and

sight of the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant

got drunk in a bar last night, and you didn't have the money to pay for the drink. Then you ran into me and offered me yourself in exchange for money.

didn't mean to take advantage of you. But you've changed into a totally different person when you got

she could dig a hole in the ground and hid herself away

the bar, but according to Cliff's story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear

on the bed and tore my pants off like a hungry

was

I..." Lena couldn't find anything to defend herself anymore,

of listening, but locked his eyes on her little face