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.

pitched as if he was

won't regret it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the

and the magma in

she wished, it would

The next day.

with her head aching and tears,

man was lying quietly beside her, as if

was, she was so shocked that she fell down from the

that

She, she…

place? Why am I here? ' Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol

asked in a hoarse voice. His lips

twinkled

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

finally realized what had happened to her. In a hurry, she took off a quilt from the bed and

"What… You, I... "

you do to

pale for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive

you think I did?" At

This familiar face could still be depicted even with her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena

at her and then bent down gracefully, getting

At the sight of this, Lena felt her heart

This, this man…

the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood out on the back of

should she do?

strange to her. The care and gentleness he used to give her was nothing but a

in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad

forget 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

and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked

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

she could dig

story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear as a mirror and

last night. You pushed me down on the bed and tore

this moment, Lena was forced to step back.

anything to defend

leaned forward a little, posted a gesture of listening, but locked his