You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Ms. Knowles, here we are, please!" Otis held out his hand, gentlemanly trying to help Joyce out of the car.

Unexpectedly, Joyce pretended not to see his gesture, and opened the door on the other side and got out of the car herself. She then closed the door again behind her.

It was completely dark, but the flashing neon lights illuminated the place as if it were still daytime.

She looked up at the gorgeous building in front of her.

It was almost covered with neon lights. Thousands of flashing lights made it almost impossible for her to see its original appearance. The name "Nine Up", under the refraction of incandescent lights, shot right through the darkness.

Although Joyce had never been to the Capital and usually did not hang out much, she wasn't stupid enough to think it was a restaurant. It was certainly a nightclub.

Otis walked up to her at this point, "Come on, Ms. Knowles, let's go inside."

looked around, but did not hesitate

inside was beyond

and less crazy. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

place was all about

their bodies, and each of them was held by a heavy-jowled man. She heard some flirty words and apparently, they were heading for

burn their notes. "Mr. Robertson, I have booked the entire top floor for you." Eugene walked up, opened the exclusive elevator to the top floor, and invited Otis and Joyce inside. Then, he

arrived at the so-called top floor, and there were several rooms in

entered one

a u-shaped sofa, which would be enough for twenty people, a long coffee table, on which there were all kinds of snacks,

snorted, "Mr. Robertson, didn't you say you were hungry? And you want to

leaned back entirely, his arms resting on the back of the sofa, and smiled evilly, "With wine and women, isn't this the best dinner ever?" "Oh. Mr. Robertson is not going to talk about business tonight?"

at least got something today. She had heard what Otis said on the phone in the car and knew something about what happened four years

to sign a contract with her, it