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.

Cliff held her shoulders tightly. His voice was high pitched as if he was mocking her, or

Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control

darkened, and the magma in his eyes was swallowed up by the black flame.

wished, it would be an extremely Indescribable

The next day.

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

her, as if he was

man was, she was so shocked that she

is that really

She, she…

this 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

a hoarse voice. His lips curled into

Lena's eyes twinkled with incertitude.

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

took off a quilt from the bed

"What… You, I... "

you

for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked and didn't

what do you think I did?" At the

However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she had never known him before. She

getting close to her

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

This, this man…

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

should she

The care and gentleness he used

in his gestures. And his faint smile

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

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

money to pay for the

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

could dig a hole in

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

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

was forced to step

find anything to

posted a gesture of listening, but locked his eyes on