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.

voice was high pitched as if he

screamed that out. She was

grasped her arms tightly. His eyes darkened, and the

it would be

The next day.

up with her head aching and tears, Lena

her, as if he was sleeping.

out who the man was, she was so shocked that she fell down from the bed

that

She, she…

place? Why am I here? ' Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole night made her brain in chaos.

hoarse voice. His lips curled into

eyes twinkled with

she felt a chill all over her body. Her body was as sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped apart and got recombined together, especially in some

took off a quilt from the bed

"What… You, I... "

did you

panicked and didn't know what to do. Even

At the moment, he was

eyes closed. However, at this moment,

down at her and then bent down gracefully, getting close to her

became closer. At the sight of this, Lena

This, this man…

turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and

she

her. The care and gentleness he used to give

looked like an indolent nobleman, with arrogance and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad and

said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly

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

to take advantage of you. But you've changed into a

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

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

were really brave last night. You pushed me down on the bed and

was forced to

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

little, posted a gesture of listening, but locked his eyes on her little