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.

twice and was almost choked by the smoke. "Ms. Knowles wants sincerity, and

a smile was

a chill down her spine. What did

that Ms. Knowles was attacked last night after the dinner party? Have you found out who did it?" He took another puff of his cigar and

big deal really. The problem had been solved, and no

There was no need to get

my woman?" A hint of bloodthirsty

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

been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up at that moment and

to her and puffed

her extremely uncomfortable. She could understand what he meant with his

flame went out. She replied also with a pun, "Mr. Robertson, if you keep 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 then. See you next time, Mr.

and you are leaving already.” Otis pointed to the glass of red wine on the table. She had not had a single sip of it the whole time. Joyce's gaze fell on the glass. The scarlet liquid refracted a mysterious luster