Stuck In His Heart

After freshening up and walking out of the bathroom, Consuela had already cleared up her mind.

He could hardly tell that she had just cried, except for the slight red around her eyes.

She let go of her wet long hair, blew it with a hair dryer and made sure it was almost dry. Then she found a dry towel and laid it on the pillow before she sat back on the bed.

After tidying up the bed and her clothes which were messy because of the lovemaking just now, she lifted the quilt and lay in, intending to sleep like this.

With Richie's interruption, she was not in the mood at all. She had no strength to pack up, not to mention to leave.

And judging from the man's attitude, at least tonight she would not be able to leave.

Even though she wore a large Pajama, the fragrance from her body couldn't be covered. It floated around his nose.

After Consuela had cleaned up the bedroom, it was very quiet there.

Glancing at the woman who was lying on the bed and ready to sleep, Richie threw the cigar which was only a tail between his fingers into the ashtray on the bedside table and began to bite his teeth.

She did it again!

She became like this again!

Damn it! This damned woman was charming in bed a second ago. But within the time of a cigarette, she was more dead than alive again.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the quilt and lifted it to the floor.

Consuela, who had already closed her eyes, could only open her eyes but refused to look at the man who was making trouble again.

"What's wrong with you? What? !"

and forced her to do so. He

You want to look

done to make you feel uncomfortable? You can tell me. If you have something to say, say it. If you

man's accumulated depression completely broke out.

satisfy him and let him relax for a while. But the essential

now the question, now the roar, was to ask

him, he would be able

man glowering at her, she didn't move her eyes away from him.

looked at him

looked at him patiently. He

at each other without saying anything. The room was shrouded in

about ten seconds, Consuela trembled all of a sudden. She put her hand on his big palm, which was

a rest... I have no strength... I don't have the energy to do it

soft voice sounded a little hoarse because she had cried. Both he and she knew why, but neither of them expressed it to the

she did

firmly and could not refuse to touch his hands. She turned around and raised her hand, trying to reach the quilt that had fallen on the ground. She was about to

her go

be exact, he was furious again because he was provoked by her words

arms. Then he raised his empty hand and pinched her chin, which was marked with red

even wanted to pull the other party down and

Slap!

gave him a hard slap across the face.

avoiding his hot lips, she

one who slapped was the one

movie where a man wanted a good woman by force

Consuela angrily. He had never thought that he would be slapped by the woman who had always been well behaved! The most

of malicious and insidious, "have you lost your mind because you have had a good time