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.

carefully stroked the pistol, smooth and polished, and she just could never get her hands

I

no recoil. Great

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 have the right tool with her, and as a result,

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

pistol twirling nimbly in her hand. Suddenly, the pistol

aimed right

a

as he sat gracefully upright with his legs

some casual movements of his could exude a deadly and charming

and pointed

and a word came out of her seductive red lips. Luther smiled wickedly and suddenly stood up, walking straight towards

violently, causing the muzzle of the