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.

he

regret it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the

tightly. His eyes darkened, and the magma in his eyes was

she wished, it would be an

The next day.

and tears, Lena found herself lying in a familiar luxurious

lying quietly beside her, as if he was sleeping.

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

is that really

She, she…

last night. The alcohol and the first time sex

awake?" Cliff asked in a 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

she took off a quilt from the bed

"What… You, I... "

you do to

pale for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked

what do you think I did?" At the moment,

her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar,

her and then bent down gracefully, getting close

between them became closer. At the sight of this, Lena felt her heart was about to

This, this man…

swallowed saliva swiftly. Her face turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood out

she do?

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

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

said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid

and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant

pay for

mean to take advantage of you. But you've changed into a totally different person when

could dig a hole in the ground and hid herself

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

on the

moment, Lena was forced to

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

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