You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce was completely dumbfounded. And after only a moment of distraction, she had missed her chance to resist. Now, she had been restrained by him against the wall and she could not move at all.

She was kissed frantically by him and she finally knew what could be wrong with him.

There must be something wrong with the wine, and it must have been aphrodisiac.

That's why his face was unusually red, and why he would look so strange.

He must have realized that himself, so he just yelled at her and told her to go to her room first to protect her.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was not able to control it.

She pushed hard against him, but her hands were held back by him. The drug took away his ability to think but gave him even more strength instead.

She was completely unable to perform her karate.

Suddenly, he picked her up, and in the next instant, he had her pinned down on top of the soft bed.

His lips then left her.

He gasped violently, unable to calm his breathing as he towered over her. He reached out, brushing her gently trembling face, and her long, silky hair.

"You ... calm down!"

trembled slightly, and a touch of fear and pain crossed

when he got engaged four years ago, in the Riveria Haze box, when he

to be forced

over that

was drugged, was he going to force himself on her again? Would her nightmare happen

himself, but still, he felt like countless flames were

were burning with scarlet flames at the moment. His body was scorching

an antidote, but fuel to the fire of his desire, which kept

wanted her like crazy. However,

her

the Joyce he loved underneath this unfamiliar face? At

isn't it?" He asked under his

to get a positive

her lip

Joyce, right?" His voice sounded like he was almost

sorry, you have the wrong

the decision and did

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at her and when he heard her answer, the fire in his eyes, little

didn’t admit it. She refused to