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.

saw the scattered clothes, the wrinkled bedsheets,

He understood instantly.

from the last

and surprisingly ... took Juanita for Joyce and took

moment, he didn't

outside the door. Someone came, and it

was too late for him

heard before the door was pushed

"Karl, how's your injury?"

jaw when she pushed

the floor, the bed was in disarray,

the covers, showing only her snow-white delicate shoulders, who was looking

Khebury to see her son would eventually become

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

hell had

him today, she could

confused. She didn’t know