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.

up, and when he saw the scattered

He understood instantly.

blurry memories from the

and surprisingly ... took Juanita

didn't know

he heard a movement outside the door. Someone came, and it went

too late for him to stop

the door

"Karl, how's your injury?"

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

the bed was in disarray, Karl was topless,

was hiding under the covers, showing only her snow-white

imagined that her first visit to Khebury to see her son

been cold-hearted all the time, would bring a girl home for the night,

hell had

she could hardly believe it. She almost thought

She didn’t know how to