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.

seat belt. Finally he

was an electric current flowing through her limbs, Joyce felt her head was hot, her body was numb, and her mind was

sensation spread all over her body. She was so hot, 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,

move around.” He

eyes were misty. Her long and slender white arm was smoothly put on his shoulder and hooked his

when she was like this? It was simply too

driving!" He felt helpless and he

narrowed her eyes and stared

gulp uncontrollably

must be too hot

and she felt hot for him just

simply had worn too

He was speechless.

could this woman get so crazy when she

already got drunk once. She drank his 100,000 pounds worth of Spade A and then she was more than just

clothes, leaving him

do as she said and took off