You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Hmm. Not much, a little." Joyce threw herself into Luther's arms.

She staggered and tried to get up.

However, she could feel no strength in her feet, and how strong the alcohol must be?

"A little?" Luther's handsome eyebrows tangled in annoyance, "Otis forced you to drink?"

She smelt just like alcohol, and it was by no means just a little?

This woman...

She had just been constantly making troubles. What a troublemaker! He took the mink shawl in her hand as well as her handbag, put an arm around her bare shoulders, and helped her towards the car. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He looked around, and luckily no one was there. He didn't want anyone to see her now.

Her cheeks flushed, and the bewilderment in her eyes even further added to her sexiness. He simply could not take his eyes off the woman.

door, and carried her into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Finally he got

her head was hot, her body was numb, and

and she couldn't help but tug at her collar to get some cool air in, and the cool feeling made her give a low sigh in comfort. When he was driving, Luther caught a glance at the scenery below her collar and he choked a bit. His heart missed a beat, and he quickly reached out his hand, and tugged her

around.” He

and slender white arm

she was like this? It was simply

driving!" He felt helpless and he

sweat on your forehead.” Joyce narrowed her eyes and stared at his handsome side face, her fingers gently wiping away the

Luther gulp uncontrollably a few

off. You must be too

felt hot for him just when she saw

had worn

He was speechless.

so crazy when she

pounds worth of Spade A and then she was more than just drunk. She slapped him on

pestering him, pulling at his clothes,

had to do as she said and took off his suit jacket and tossed it