You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After saying that, Juanita dropped her hand quickly and buried her head deeper, not daring even to breathe.

Luther took the paper towel and wiped the remnants of lip glaze from Joyce's lips on his thin lips.

He then threw the paper towel into the trash can and left the dressing room in stride without looking back.

Juanita looked at his distant back. Her boss seemed quite embarrassed today, his eyes freezing cold. She flinched but in the meanwhile felt fortunate that her boss did not tear her into pieces on the spot.

She walked into the cubicle and couldn't help but exclaim.

It was almost a ruin on the floor. What could have happened here? The dresses were discarded on the floor, the table was now empty, the combs were swept off to the floor, and there were various bottles, jars, and tissue boxes lying on the floor...

Oh my God, she hurriedly knelt down to clean up the mess. It would be bad for the others to see.

As she cleaned up, she thought of what she saw just now.

It just felt wrong.

that the boss was jealous? He did not want other men to see how beautiful Joyce was? That's why Joyce was forcibly taken away from the booth? Yes, just now Joyce's dress was too stunning and even she, a woman, would think Joyce was

giggled, so that was

The other side.

wildly all the way to the remote warehouse next

the wall,

the while she had been running, the heat on her cheeks finally

to hide. "Joyce, calm down. He's getting married

not that she had never kissed Luther before, and it just felt

to have had too much contact with Luther lately

a good way

catching her breath and smoothing her long, messy hair, a figure emerged from beside

long time." The seductive

she saw the man, she frowned, "It's you?

the demonic and evil scribble appearance. It would be quite hard to not

time a woman couldn't remember my name, you broke my heart." He gently patted his chest, "Here, it's going to break." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ