Burning Passion: Love Never Die

‘How dare Jared insult Portia?!” The boy standing nearest to Jared fumed with rage. He grabbed Jared’s collar with one hand and got ready to punch him in the face with the other.

“Fuck you, Jared! You’re really asking for it!”

Just as his fist was about to land on Jared’s face, Kasie grabbed his arm and pulled it back.

“Don’t start a fight!”

Debbie staggered to the boy and patted him on his shoulder. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Hey, dude.”

The boy turned to the drunk girl. Irritated by the smell of alcohol coming from her, he shouted, “Fuck off!”

Instead of getting angry, Debbie gave him a big sweet smile that caught him off guard.

The very next moment, she threw her fist toward his face. It was too late for the boy to dodge; he got a hard punch in the face.

“Ouch!” His hands flew up to hold his face in pain.

Debbie blew on her fist. It had been a long time since she had fought with anyone, so she was a little rusty now. Her hand was hurting so much that she wanted to cry.

Now that Debbie had started a fight, the room was in chaos. The boys gathered around Debbie and Jared in an attempt to avenge their dream girl, Portia.

Kasie didn’t know how to fight, so Jared pushed her aside to protect her.

The room was in a mess.

Several of Portia’s girlfriends ran toward Kasie, planning to teach her a lesson. Although Kasie didn’t know how to fight like Debbie, she wasn’t a doormat. She grabbed an empty bottle, smashed it onto the table, and pointed the broken half at the girls. The girls immediately stopped in their tracks in fear.

Some of the people in the room couldn’t afford to offend either party, so they tried to stop the fight but to no avail.

One of the boys tried to catch Debbie off guard, but she gave him a spin kick, sending him flying backward. He rolled back and forth on the floor, wailing in pain.

Debbie belched loudly and murmured, “Jared, I don’t want to fight anymore. I want to sleep.”

With a sigh of resignation, Jared said, “I’ll take you home after I beat these guys… Aaaaargh! That hurts

While Jared was talking to Debbie, a boy hit him in the eye.

All Debbie wanted to do was sleep. She went over to Jared and knocked the boys around him onto the floor effortlessly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Portia standing there as if the whole scene had nothing to do with her. She kicked the table beside

Portia, causing it to move a few centimeters. The wine bottle on the table fell onto its side and the wine poured out. Portia wasn’t fast enough to dodge it, so the wine stained her expensive boots.

“Debbie!” she cried hysterically.

Debbie had destroyed her night dress a couple of days ago and now she had stained her limited- edition boots. ‘Damn bitch!’ Portia cursed inwardly.