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? !"

side and forced her to do so. He roared

want to look like

say it. If you want to fart, fart it. If you don't pour it out, you are not making trouble for yourself, but making trouble for

accumulated depression completely broke out.

let him relax for a while. But

the question, now the roar, was to ask the deep questions in

him, he would be able to solve them. But

didn't move her eyes away

looked at him and said

angrily. She looked at him patiently. He tried hard to control

at each other without saying anything. The room

Consuela trembled all of a sudden. She put her hand on his

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

and

she

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 lay down.

Richie wouldn't let her go so easily.

furious again because he was provoked by her words

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

wanted to pull the other party down and have sex. The kiss was so passionate that their lips hurt...

Slap!

bear it anymore, so she gave him a

because of avoiding his hot lips, she aimed to

one who slapped was the one with red

the movie where a man wanted a good woman by force but

would be slapped by

In a trance, he heard his own voice full of malicious and insidious, "have you lost your mind because you have had a good time of enjoying