You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Otis surveyed Joyce's gorgeous face at the moment as he took a box of cigars out of his pocket and pulled one out.

Eugene caught a glimpse of it and immediately stepped forward to light the cigar for him.

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The little scarlet flame jumped between Otis’ fingers.

He closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

He looked pretty satisfied.

The lingering smoke was exhaled slowly from his mouth, and eventually, he blew a wisp of smoke towards Joyce.

choked by the smoke. "Ms. Knowles wants

a smile was even

chill down her spine. What did he want? He

was attacked last night after the dinner party? Have you found out who did it?" He

solved, and no need for Mr. Robertson to worry

more complicated. There was no need to get more people

A hint of bloodthirsty cruelty appeared

Robertson, please watch your language.” Joyce frowned. His woman? Not

Want to give it a try?" Otis, who had been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up at that moment and walked over to her. He handed her the lit cigar in his

wickedly moved closer to her and puffed a cloud of fog

her extremely uncomfortable. She could

playing with fire like that, you may easily set off a fire alarm. It's better to put it out.” She smiled casually in front of his gloomy, appalling face, “That's it for tonight

giving me face. You don't even have a glass of wine and you are leaving already.” Otis pointed to the glass of red wine on the table. She had not had a single sip of