My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

Darkness was like a forbidden area under the devil's circle.

The drunken girl, like a snake, attached to the tall man, lifting her neck like the most elegant white swan, but at this time her wings were stained with the color of desire. It was black, attractive and mysterious.

The vapor in the bathroom blurred their eyes, making their bodies so hot as if a fire had been ignited.

The sound of swallowing saliva was like the beginning of a war.

Not knowing who kissed who first, he fire of desire burst in the magma and burned down their minds. Both of them were out of control. They both lost their mind and just wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood.

When the kiss was over, they were soaked to the skin, showing the most tempting side.

She… She was crying.

Tears fell down from her closed eyes. Cliff reached out his tongue, it was a little salty. He opened his eyes slowly.

He asked with his suffocating and hoarse voice, "Why are you crying? "

"Cliff, I'm not afraid."

"You..." She asked in a hoarse voice. What a beautiful view.

Anyone else would have fallen for such a temptation.

But he was crystal sober at that point.

He understood what she meant and understood what she referred to.

But even so, if her heart was not here with him, what would happen after they hooked up?

He couldn't do such a thing to her, even at her request.

Because she was not sober at the moment.

"Dear Cliff." She was like a helpless little beast. She had lost her direction in nature and didn't know where to go. She kept mumbling, begging for help.

"Lena, you are drunk." Said Cliff in a low and deep voice, cold as if he had come from an ice cave underground, he was staring at her calmly.

"No, I'm not drunk." Her long hair was waved into waves. Her unfocused eyes became clear for a short time. Her soft hand fondled the face that had been deeply rooted in her memory.

"Do you know who I am then?"

"You're Cliff, my dear Cliff!" He pouted her rosy lips to stop the chattering.

he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise, and making the final

it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control

move. Instead, he grasped her arms tightly. His eyes darkened, and the magma in

it would be an extremely Indescribable

The next day.

aching and tears, Lena found

her, as if he was

found out who the man was, she was so shocked that she fell down from the bed all of

is that really

She, she…

Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole

in a hoarse voice. His lips curled into a

Lena's eyes twinkled with

sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped apart and got recombined together, especially in some unspeakable places.

a hurry, she took off

"What… You, I... "

did you do to

became flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive

I did?" At the moment, he was

with her eyes closed. However, at this moment,

gracefully, getting close to her in a charming and attractive way.

became closer. At the sight of this, Lena felt her

This, this man…

held the quilt

she

her. The care and gentleness he used to give her was nothing

arrogance and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad and sink

lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid through her jaw with the index finger. She trembled, and her eyes

of the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant Persian

and you didn't have the money to pay for the drink. Then you ran into me

changed into a totally different person when you got drunk,

could dig a hole in the ground and hid herself away from

couldn't have remembered what happened in the bar, but according to Cliff's story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear as a mirror and went straight into her

me down on the bed and tore my pants

moment, Lena was forced to

couldn't find anything to defend herself anymore, her eyes

gesture of listening, but locked his