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.

she "coughed" twice and was almost choked by the smoke. "Ms. Knowles wants sincerity, and I'll show you." He smiled sinisterly, with

was

chill down her spine. What did he want?

Have you found out who did it?"

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

complicated. There was no need to get more people involved in

woman?" A hint of bloodthirsty

language.” Joyce frowned. His woman? Not even

had been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up at that moment and walked over to her. He handed her the lit

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

of the smoke made her extremely uncomfortable. She could understand what he meant with his flirty

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

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 on the glass. The scarlet liquid