You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Suddenly, he rolled over and pinned her underneath him.

The pain of the wound caused him to frown deeply in his daze, but the instincts that had been building up in his heart for too long made him unable to hold himself back.

She simply reached out and turned off the lamp.

It was so dark in the room, but the sound of their heavy breathing got increasingly rapid.

The next day, the sun shone into the room, lighting up the room's ambiguous mess. On the floor were the blood-stained gauze, some scattered clothes, and the wrinkled bed sheets.

Karl had the habit of waking up at the crack of dawn.

Last night he was so tired that when he lay down, and he didn't pull the curtains. So in the morning, when the sunlight came in, he woke up. He moved and felt much better. It seemed that his fever had gone down and his body was cool and clear and comfortable. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When he moved, he woke Juanita up.

Last night she was so tired and weary that she fell asleep next to him. She sat up with a jerk. Damn, why did she fall asleep last night? She should have pretended that nothing happened.

It's over! It's over! She hurriedly used the quilt to cover herself.

sensed someone beside him and sat up, and when he saw the scattered clothes, the wrinkled bedsheets, the bloodstains

He understood instantly.

from the last

... took Juanita for Joyce and

didn't know what to

outside the door. Someone came, and it went straight

late for him to

voice was heard before the door was pushed

"Karl, how's your injury?"

almost dropped her jaw when she pushed open the door to the room and

everywhere on the floor, the bed was in disarray, Karl

covers, showing only her

to Khebury to see her son would eventually become such

time, would bring a girl home

the hell

could hardly

She didn’t know how to