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.

his already good- looking face was even more sexy and charming. His forehead

even

this time, the elevator stopped with

elevator then opened

your room?" Joyce asked kindly. After all, he

hand at her, "No, you hurry back to your room,

that he'd better be alone for

She wasn't quite

now." He almost growled out, and his tone

feeling so hot all over, and

about to lost control

see that he was

walked to the door of her room and she took out her room

The door opened.

have been out of her mind to

still think she was coming to him just for

need her help, then it's fine. She could

door of the room was held firmly by a hand

could even have the time to understand what