You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Damn.

In fact, he should have thought of it. Otis had almost forced Joyce to drink that glass of red wine, so it was impossible that there was nothing wrong with it.

Now, he was getting hotter and hotter, and his throat was so dry.

It was such a familiar feeling.

It took him back to the night more than four years ago when he was drugged, chased down and forced to fall into a river. At that time, Joyce used a boomerang dart to drive off the killer and save him with her virginity.

The same burning sensation... He was feeling like he was burning all over and all his cells were about to explode. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Just, it shouldn't be like that.

Otis was very sophisticated and did not seem to be that impatient. How could he put aphrodisiac in the wine?

Damn, it's a good thing she didn’t drink that wine.

He felt dizzy in his head and he was a little unsteady on his feet. His back was leaning against the rapidly rising elevator, which made him even more dizzy and uncomfortable. Every second was such a torture to him.

He kept looking at the floor number, and waited anxiously before they got to the top floor.

tinged with scarlet, and his already good- looking face was even

red wine even be

time, the elevator stopped

elevator then

to your room?" Joyce asked kindly. After all, he drank so much only because he wanted to take her

at her,

his sanity told him that he'd better be alone for the time

I help you get some medicine?" She wasn't quite sure, but obviously he looked out

now." He almost growled out, and his tone

all over, and an inexplicable

about to lost control

see that he

you need anything." Joyce had just walked to the door of her room and she took out her

The door opened.

What an unreasonable man. She must have been out of her mind to

to him just for money? What an unpredictable

it's fine. She could go to her room and take a

room and closed the door behind her. Suddenly, the door of the room was held firmly by a hand and flung

she could even have the