Stuck In His Heart

In a dim pub overwhelmed by the smell of cigarettes, people were toasting each other. At the corner, a woman was raising her head to drink another shot of whiskey when a drop of tear fell down her cheek.

"Consuela, you're drunk." Noticing that Consuela Xia was about to get herself dead drunk, Sheryl Xia snatched her glass with furrowed eyebrows.

Nobody noticed that a small pill fell from Sheryl's hand into the glass.

"Sister, why are you here?" Consuela giggled and stared at her sister in a daze.

"Look at you. You are a girl and you are so drunk now. Father and mother will be mad at you after you get back home!" Sheryl said, feigning an angry expression.

"Well, well, I'm not going home!" Consuela Xia answered in a firm and indifferent way although she was a little unconscious.

Sheryl took deep breaths upon hearing Consuela's words. She hated her sister so much.

Ever since she was a little girl, their parents wouldn't allow her to do what she wanted. Instead, she could only behave herself. But what about Consuela? They bound her to no rules and she could do whatever she wanted. Every time people saw her, they wouldn't see any signs of sadness. They were full sisters. Why were they so unfair? Why was Consuela Xia the princess in the Xia Clan and the latter the Cinderella?

Sheryl clenched her fists, trying to relax herself and put on a kind smile. "I knew it! I have booked a room for you with room number 316! You... "

Sheryl's phone rang before she could continue talking.

she took out her phone, scanned the message she had received and gestured Consuela that she would

saw an empty glass on the bar counter. A hint of hatred flashed in her eyes. Trying to suppress her excitement, she said to her sister, "Consuela,

 her face, Consuela nodded and urged her

Sheryl turned around, a vicious expression appeared on her face. Nobody, including

waving goodbye to her sister, Consuela staggered to an opened room numbered 316. She went straight in the room. Having a terrible headache, she tried her best

becoming hotter and hotter as she drifted off to sleep. She had a strange feeling now. Then in a trance, she opened her eyes in a slow motion.

face came into her view. He was sitting on a sofa with eyes closed. His forehead was sweating, and his face was red. She struggled to get up and approached that man to see what happened to him. But right then, the man opened his bloodshot eyes as if he was trying hard to refrain himself from something burning in his heart. He grabbed her hand and swallowed hard. He

refuse the man's kiss, but she found that when the man's hand touched her skin, she wasn't able to get rid of his passionate,

her, so she struggled to hide in a corner of the room.

Go away," she said with a sob. "Please, don't do

willing to give herself to the

eyes, she was

you just pretending to be innocent now, huh?" Looking at the woman hiding in the corner in front of him,

of such women, but no one dared to

his eyes as anger started rising from his heart. He looked closer at the woman leaning against the wall. The contempt in his eyes was obvious as he gave

She sobbed with a frightened expression.

she could remember was she was drunk and her sister told her to wait for her in the room. Because of that,