You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"What are you doing?" Joyce was startled by his rude and hasty movements and scrambled to protect her chest.

Blinded by jealousy, Luther angrily and forcefully unbuckled her belt, "Immediately, right now, change it!" After ripping it off, he flung it hard into the corner.

The thought of her dressed like that in front of those horny men made him furious.

"Yes, I did use the dress of the model, but is it really any big deal? Why so angry? I'll take it off myself, okay?" Joyce tried to reach her hands behind her back to unbutton it, “I can't give this dress to Martha today. I'm not as tall as she is, so the dressmaker made it a little shorter on the spot.”

She thought that Luther was going to take her clothes off and give them back to Martha to wear.

The arms of the dress were a little tight and she couldn't reach behind her.

A small makeup table was set up in the changing cubicle. On the table were items like combs, skin care products, tissue boxes, etc.

Luther simply lifted her up in the air.

Joyce only felt her body lighten and in an instant, her whole body sat on the makeup table. She was shocked and intuitively tried to push back. "Hold still. Damn clothes. They are hard to untie,” said the man in his cold and irresistible voice.

He pressed close to her, his arms wrapped around her, his head almost buried in the nook of her fragrant neck, and he reached up to help her unbutton her back, one button after another.

was way too complicated and its buttons were very difficult to

couldn't help but let out a low

not even dare to breathe until the clothes

the buckle at

down on his restlessly moving hand and said with a

he was doing? If there's someone

and her cell phone was turned off, so they really had no choice but to let

anything and just stared at

was a little embarrassed and pulled her dress up a little to block her

of him had

go ou..." she

her chin, pulled a few napkins,

her lip? What would those men think when they saw the crystal clear honey pink? He was like a crazy devil, with only

don't." She dodged around, but her chin was firmly

"l don't want it!"

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