Burning Passion: Love Never Die

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Damon more was that he was already married and had better things to attend to than babysitting a whole grown up, a party animal who couldn’t fund his extravagant Lifestyle.

“Then you are the older son of a bitch. You are my brother, you have to helpout. Moreover, you are already married. I’m not. I have to save up for my wedding. Okay, my dear brother? Catch you later,” Jared retorted.

“Bullshit!” Damon cursed when he looked at his phone only to find that

Jared had hung up on him.

Adriana was woken up by his cursing. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at her angry husband and asked with concern, “What’s going on? Who has pissed you off this much? What happened?”

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“It’s nothing. Go back to sleep.” Angrily, he put his phone away and went to bed again.

After Adriana fell asleep again, he texted his assistant and told him to bring the money to Jared.

Meanwhile, Carlos walked into the elevator with Debbie in his arms. He pressed “7”.

After getting off the elevator, he carried her to the fingerprint scanner, put her down and told her to open the door.

But Debbie didn’t respond at all. Carlos had to grab her hand and try one fingerprint at a time.

By the tthe door finally opened, he had lost his patience. Once more, he carried her on his shoulder and took her inside.

With her head upside down, Debbie’s stomach churned. As soon as Carlos put her down on the couch, she sprung to her feet and darted into the bathroom.

To steady herself, she bent to grab hold on the sink in the bathroom.

In the living room, Carlos heard her puke loud and clear. As a neat freak, he frowned in disgust.

One or two minutes later, he eased up when he heard her brushing teeth.

Out of the bathroom, she walked, supporting herself by leaning on the wall.

Although she was sobered up a Little, she still spoke with a slur.

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“Old man? Why are you here?” she asked.

Carlos handed her a cup of warm water.

“Drink this. It’ll help,” he urged.

Dismissively, she waved her hand and continued walking, pressing against the wall.

“Go take care of your girlfriend. I don’t need you,” she refused.

Now, Carlos cut a gloomy Look. He had left Stephanie alone and arranged for one of his drivers to take her home, where she had no one but servants.

Yet here he was, with a sloshed, ungrateful and almost incoherent

Debbie.

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