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 into the main driver's

was an electric current flowing through her limbs, Joyce felt her head was

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

around.”

eyes were misty. Her long and slender white arm was

she

hot. Sit tight. I'm driving!" He felt helpless

it not be hot? Obviously, you have sweat on your forehead.” Joyce narrowed her eyes and stared at his handsome side face, her fingers gently

made Luther gulp

You must

pulled at his suit relentlessly, and she felt hot for him just when

had worn too

He was speechless.

could this woman get so crazy when she was

pounds worth of Spade A and then she

clothes, leaving him

she said and