You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Luther blocked the way from the aisle seat, and Joyce sat against the window awkwardly. Just now she did not have time to react, and she was rudely pushed inside.

She could see that anger was written all over his handsome face. "Can't you sit somewhere else? There is an entire row of seats for you, and I want to sit with Juanita.” Joyce said icily. Only God could know what this man in front of her was going to do again, and she did not want to keep looking at his gloomy face. If she had known, she might as well not go with them. To begin with, she couldn't even finish her work.

As soon as Juanita heard Joyce mention her name, she felt a chill down her spine and a cold breeze swishing around.

“Joyce, you should at least look at the boss's livid face. I don’t want to get involved this time, please,” Juanita prayed inwardly. The livid face of the boss seemed like he wanted to skin them all alive...

In fact, Juanita certainly understood what the boss meant. There were just so many male colleagues around Joyce, so he would certainly feel jealous when he saw them. Now he must be quite angry.

of the way." Joyce saw that Luther did not respond and said it again. She had almost got up and tried

The car

his palms on Joyce's long, beautiful thighs and pressed her back into her

almost touching her private part. The strange touch, as if an

He just happened to misplace

restless hands away. Luther was also a little awkward. He cast a glance at her phone, where the game was still running. He took it over directly,

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scanned the summary page on the screen.

"I can't see that you still like to play this kind

he naturally heard about them from him. Secondly,