Carlos' lips curled meaningfully the moment he saw his woman. He entered the room and shut the door behind him.
Only then did he realize that Debbie was wearing a seductive nightgown. Apparently, she had just taken a bath and now, had draped the most comfortable, as well as the most revealing gown she could find.
He would have to be the dumbest man in the entire world to not get her point even after this move.
Her charming nose, appealing cheek bones, her flaming lips—this girl could make his brain go totally blank within an instant. Without further ado, he pulled her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on her red, soft lips.
Debbie stood on tiptoe, kissing him back passionately.
Without opening her eyes, she dug through his pocket to look for his phone. She found it easily and, waving it before his eyes, switched it off.
She loved him so much that she couldn't wait any longer to give herself to him now. And more importantly, she didn't want Megan to destroy their romantic night. Somehow, she got the feeling that Megan would have.
Carlos took the phone from her hand and with total disregard, threw it away as he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
The ambience was just right for their affair. The bedroom was dimly lit and a faint fragrance of rose permeated the air.
Carlos carefully laid Debbie onto the kind-sized round bed and pressed himself against her. Her body was shaking like a leaf out of nervousness and excitement. In a hoarse voice, he whispered in her ear, "Deb, I will never let you go in my life."
And then he lowered his head again to kiss her.
Debbie was already in a trance due to the passionate kiss he had planted before. Suddenly, something dawned on her.
She covered his lips with her right hand, and used her left hand to take something out from under the pillow—something square; it was a velvet box, evidently expensive.
She opened the box and the thing inside it made Carlos' face sour.
"Carlos Huo, this ring will forever be a witness of my love for you. From today on, you are to be my man and mine only!"
Debbie had worked hard in the bar the past few months with the sole intention of buying this ring for Carlos.
She believed that it would make the ring even more special when she bought it with the money she had earned by herself.
Carlos was sulking because she had beaten him in the race to buy a ring first. Ignoring his long face, she slid the ring softly on his finger. It fit him well.
Debbie was quite proud of the fact that the ring she had chosen was of the right size. Before going to buy the ring, she had waited for him to fall asleep, and measured his size with a string. 'I believe many women will give up on him when they see his ring, ' she thought to herself, pleased by her devious love.
Carlos grabbed her hand tight and tried to protest, "Deb, you know, usually—"
Debbie knew very well that Carlos was very chauvinistic. She withdrew her hand from his grip, snaked his neck with both of her arms and kissed him on the lips before assuring him, "Honey, don't tell me that girls shouldn't take the lead in a relationship. I don't believe that for a second. As long as we're happy, nothing matters. Right?"
Carlos was stunned for a while. He had never expected that Debbie's thinking would be laid out like this. Recovering, he smiled and kissed her hair. "You're the boss tonight. Babe, I'm all yours." '
She's so special!' he was thinking.
Actually he had also planned to give his wife a ring. Tristan had found the rough diamond a month ago. Carlos had asked him to have the diamond processed and made into the best possible ring. However, it would take some time and the jewel wouldn't be ready until half a month later. He hadn't expected Debbie to give him a ring first. Nevertheless, he was elated. After all, he was now sure of her love for him.
To keep the surprise, he decided not to tell her about his own preparations. She was going to find it out half a month later anyway. He pulled her close and kissed her affectionately.
It didn't take long for Debbie to get into the mood and throw his coat onto the floor. Then she began to unbutton his shirt. She hadn't done this before, and as a result, she was clumsy in her movements. Several minutes passed, but she managed to work her way through a mere two buttons.
Carlos was unable to bear it anymore—his erection was killing him. He pulled her hands away from him, and began to strip himself off.
His tie, shirt, leather belt, her nightgown— very soon, everything had been thrown onto the floor. His voice, full of sensuality and allure, came to her ears. His breathing deepened slightly and his heart was quickening against her hand. The next second, she felt all of his weight on top of her, pressing her back into the bed.
She was nervous, but at the same time, full of a desire and passion to make love to him. In fact, she was excited and looking forward to it. As she ran her hands down his back and along his waist and then his front, his passion rose even further, and finally, he cut to the chase.
"Be gentle." Debbie didn't want to refuse him anymore. Instead, she wanted him to continue kissing her, caressing her, stroking her all over...
The next morning, she was woken up by her phone alarm. Although she had switched her phone off the night before, the alarm still functioned.
She tried to raise her arm to grab her phone and shut it, but her arm was killing her.
Before she could will herself to raise her arm, the alarm was shut off abruptly.
She opened her sleepy eyes due to the sudden cut off, only to see Carlos turning off the alarm at her bedside. "Old man, what time is it?" she murmured.
Something was not right! Suddenly, she remembered it. She had gotten laid last night.
Debbie's eyes widened as she shot up straight, only to wince immediately because of the pain. "Aaaaagh! Ooooouch!"
Her body hurt all over, a hard and painful reminder of the soft and sensuous night she had had.
Carlos lowered himself near her with a smile, and asked in a soft voice, "Hey you. Are you hungry?"
Everything which had happened last night flashed across Debbie's mind. She lay back, covered her head with the quilt and asked in a shy voice, "Old man, why are you still here?"
She felt shy as she remembered that she had been the one to ask for the sex.
Carlos was amused by her childish behavior. Throwing back the quilt, he looked at his girl whose face was very red shade indeed and asked, "Why are you so shy? I'm yours now."
She used to be a bold girl who would sometimes tease him and tell dirty jokes. Why was she being so shy after getting laid?
"I-I'm not shy..." she murmured, but her cheeks betrayed her. Her face was as red as a tomato.
Carlos tried hard to suppress his giggles and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her hair and remarked, "You must be hungry now. Go freshen yourself up. I'll ask them to send lunch over here."
"O-Okay. You go out first." This was a presidential suite and there was a living room outside.
Instead of leaving immediately, Carlos leaned over towards her and kissed her on the lips before letting her go.
After she had washed her face and brushed her teeth, Debbie picked up her phone and switched it on. Only then did she see that there were several missed calls and unread messages.
They were from Jared, Kasie, Curtis, Colleen...
Opening the WeChat app, she saw several friends' messages.
Colleen had written a rather cryptic but meaningful message. "Well done, Debbie!"
Jared had sent her dozens of messages, and the first one was, "Bro, you have to be cool. The news must be fake!"
Kasie was trying to comfort her for some reason. "Debbie, where are you? Let me stay with you together. Don't take such small things to heart."
Dixon told her, "You should talk with Mr. Huo. Whatever the results are, we are always there for you!" Debbie was confused. 'What is going on?'
Right then, a Weibo push drew her attention, which said, "Carlos Huo, president of ZL Group, stayed overnight in a five-star hotel. According to an insider, there was a mystery woman waiting in the room which Mr. Huo entered..."
She opened the Weibo app, but it didn't respond. What was going on? Her phone was working just fine!
She then clicked the Trending Hashtags and saw Carlos' name which was first in the queue.
Most of the news was the same. "Carlos Huo spent a night with a university girl in a hotel room?!" And there was a photo of him entering the hotel gates.
So, the news that Carlos had stayed overnight with a girl in a hotel room was so widespread that it had brought the Weibo server to its knees...
That was not the point! The point was that Carlos had been photographed last evening when he had entered the hotel.
While Debbie was pondering hard on this, the man that people were talking about came up before her and asked, "Are you done?"
"Carlos Huo... did you really hold a press conference?" she asked. She remembered that she had once made a joke with him that they should find a feng shui master to choose an auspicious day to get laid. And he had replied that he would hold a press conference and tell everyone that he was going to sleep with his wife.