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.

face. The smell of the cigar was too strong, she "coughed" twice and was almost choked by the smoke. "Ms. Knowles wants sincerity, and I'll show you." He smiled sinisterly,

smile was even a little

a chill down her spine. What did

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

and no need for Mr. Robertson to worry about it."

to make things more complicated. There was no need to get more

him touch my woman?" A hint of bloodthirsty cruelty appeared in

language.” Joyce frowned. His woman?

a try?" Otis, who had been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up at that moment and walked over

trying my flavor?" He wickedly moved closer to her and puffed a cloud of

strong smell of the smoke made her extremely uncomfortable. She

deeply. She took the cigar from his hand and pressed it directly into the ashtray, twisting it a few times until the 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,

around, Otis suddenly wrapped his arm around her shoulders and made his first transgression of the night. "Ms. Knowles, you're not 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 it the whole time. Joyce's gaze fell