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."

hesitate

inside

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girls dressed in clothes that could barely cover any of their bodies, and 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 the

for women to fall and men to burn their notes. "Mr. Robertson, I have booked the entire top floor for you." Eugene walked

at the so-called top floor, and there were

one

enough for twenty people, a long coffee table, on which

want to have dinner? Is this the

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

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

with her, it might be time for her