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

inside was beyond

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held by a heavy-jowled man. She heard some flirty words and apparently, they

to 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 closed the

so-called top floor, and there were several

entered one of

for twenty people, a

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

the sofa as he sat down. He 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?" Joyce raised her eyebrows, with the intention of

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

a contract with her,