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? !"

to one side and forced her

you? You want to look like this?

I done to make you feel uncomfortable? You can tell me. If you have something to say, say it. If you want to fart, fart it. If you don't pour it out, you are not making

man's accumulated depression completely broke out.

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

was to ask

uncomfortable things to him, he would be able to solve them. But if she didn't tell him, he would go crazy. He couldn't do anything about it.

her, she didn't move

looked at him

She looked at him patiently. He tried hard

without saying anything. The room was shrouded

a sudden. She put her hand on his big palm, which was resting on her shoulder, and taking back

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

and she knew why, but neither

care. But she did

speaking, she had 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.

Richie wouldn't let her go

because he was provoked by

her into his arms. Then he raised his empty hand and pinched her chin, which was

they even wanted to pull the other party down and have sex. The

Slap!

bear it anymore, so she gave him a hard slap across the

because of avoiding his hot lips, she aimed to directly slap

one who slapped was the

movie where a man wanted a good woman by force but

his slapped cheek with one hand, Richie stared at Consuela angrily. He had never thought that he would be slapped by the woman who had always been well behaved! The most important thing was that

In a trance, he heard his own voice full of malicious and insidious, "have you lost