Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 247

'She thinks I won't kiss her if she refuses to wipe the lipstick off? Humph! How naive!' Carlos thought. He lowered his head slowly and kissed her on the lips.

An hour later, with the lipstick mark still on the corner of his mouth, Carlos scooped Debbie up in his arms and went to the room which Emmett had booked for them earlier. She was exhausted.

There were different kinds of sex toys on the nightstand. Carlos put Debbie onto the bed, and began to study the toys.

Debbie turned over and got in between the sheets. She covered herself with the quilt, not wanting to look at the man.

But when she heard one of the toys buzzing, she couldn't keep her cool anymore. She held out her head from under the quilt and pleaded, "Carlos, I already apologized to you. Please don't torture me anymore, okay?" 'He already forced me to apologize to him back in the car, but he wants to torture me even more. What an asshole!' she cursed inwardly.

Carlos cast a cold glance at her and continued to read the manual of the toy in his hand.

Debbie was angry again.

She turned her back to him and swore to herself that she would never beg him for mercy again. When Carlos finally began to use the toys on her, she clenched her teeth, not letting out a sound.

However, after a while, she couldn't bear it any longer. She cried out and begged, "Aaargh! I'm sorry, Carlos. Please! Please forgive me. Carlos...don't..."

Carlos didn't stop, so she continued to beg, "Honey...I'm really, really sorry. Please let me go..."

Carlos was really mad at Debbie this time. He had no plans of going soft on her just because of her pleas. He thrust his finger inside her, and she cried out. He did it again and again and enjoyed her cries of pleas and pleasure. He palmed her clitoris, and she yelled out once more. He pushed inside her harder and harder. "Don't provoke me ever again, okay?"

"Okay... I won't." Deep inside, she cursed, 'Pervert! Sex freak!'

When she woke up again, she felt like she had slept for an eternity. The strong rays of the sun hit her eyes. It seemed like it was already afternoon.

She turned over to reach for her phone on the nightstand. It was ten past three.

"Okay. That's all right." Carlos' voice suddenly broke the silence and startled Debbie. She had thought that she was alone in the room.

She looked around and saw Carlos standing by the window in his suit. He was on the phone, but his eyes were fixed on her.

Debbie looked away; she didn't want to look at the man. She hadn't gotten out of bed for two days and one night because of him, and didn't even know when and how she had gotten back home.

Seeing Debbie awake, Carlos walked towards the bed and looked at her sleepy eyes.

His call was still connected. "Okay. She'll be there in three days. No need to arrange a dorm for her. A house has been bought for her near the college. Okay, bye."

'So, he has already gone through the enrollment procedures for me. He wants me to leave as soon as possible, doesn't he? He hates me so much. I said I wanted to go abroad ahead of time, and he agreed without hesitation. Doesn't he know that when women say yes, they actually mean no?'

Debbie thought, her heart aching.

After hanging up, Carlos dialed another number and demanded, "Bring my wife's lunch."

Then he sat on the side of the bed and threw back the covers. Looking her in the eye, he said casually, "Go to an expo with me this evening."

"No." She turned him down without a second's hesitation.

Carlos' face darkened. "Why not?"

'Why not? When I told you I wanted to go abroad ahead of time, you should've coaxed me into staying instead of agreeing with it. And you tortured me mercilessly at the hotel!' she thought angrily. "I'm not feeling well." She made an excuse.

Concern crowded his face. He held her waist gently and said, "Let me take you to the hospital." He sort of regretted having all that wild sex with her.