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."

but did not hesitate to follow Otis directly into

décor inside was

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this place was all about alcohol

each of them was held by a heavy-jowled man. She heard some flirty words and apparently, they were heading for a private box. The girls had hardly anything left to covered their bodies and

top floor for you." Eugene walked up, opened the exclusive elevator to the

and there were several rooms in front of

entered one of

a u-shaped sofa, which would be enough for twenty people, a long coffee table, on which

you say you were hungry? And you want to have dinner? Is this the place where you will usually

smiled evilly, "With wine and women, isn't this

She had heard what Otis said on the phone in the car and knew something about what

intention to sign a contract with