You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Heh, seems like the gun has got to a good hand.” Luther's eyes revealed appreciation.

She looked just so happy. Her bright eyes blossomed with crystal light, her red lips swirled into a beautiful arc, and her infectious laughter seemed to have also made him as happy.

Other women, he was afraid, would only be so surprised when they saw luxury jewelry.

She was really special. She never loved fancy clothes or jewelry, unlike ordinary women. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It seemed that he had got the right gift for her.

“It's really, for me?" Joyce looked to Luther with some uncertainty, “Is it really okay? A collector edition pistol like this must be very expensive. You may not be able to buy it even if you have the money.”

"It's for you." Luther looked at her with amusement. Of course, you could not buy something like this with money. He kind of “stole” it from Khebury's gun museum.

she

praised, "Light and small. I can

damage with almost no recoil. Great

before yesterday, and there is no guarantee that you will not encounter this kind of thing again in the future. This pistol is for you to use for self-defense.” Luther said, and he looked quite serious. She clearly knew how to protect herself but she just did not

to herself that with this gun, she wouldn't need to carry the boomerang darts around in the future. The darts were not convenient to keep around, to begin with, as they had sharp edges and corners. This time she had forgotten her darts and was attacked

twirling nimbly in her hand. Suddenly, the pistol

gun was aimed

raised and she asked with a smile, “Luther, you gave me a pistol. And you're

Luther asked with amusement as he sat gracefully

of his could exude a deadly and charming

the gun and pointed

a word came out of her seductive red

hand violently, causing the muzzle of the gun to be placed directly