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

wrong with you? You want to look like this?

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 trouble for yourself, but

accumulated depression completely broke

him relax for

now the roar, was to ask the deep questions in

long as this damn woman could tell the bad and uncomfortable things to him, he would be able to solve them.

the man glowering at her, she didn't

him and said

him patiently. He tried hard

anything. The room was shrouded

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

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

had cried. Both he and

she did not want

around and raised her hand, trying to reach the quilt that had fallen on the

wouldn't let her go so

he was furious again because he was provoked by her words this

raised his empty hand and pinched her chin, which

passionately that they even wanted to pull the other party down and have sex. The kiss was so passionate that

Slap!

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

his hot

one who slapped was the one with red eyes, as if being pushed

the movie where a man wanted a good woman

he would be slapped by the woman who had always been

he heard his own voice full of malicious and insidious, "have you lost your