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.

carried her into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Finally he got into the main driver's seat, started the engine and left

Joyce felt her head was hot, her

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

around.” He said,

wearing so much?" Joyce's eyes were misty. Her long and slender white arm was smoothly put on

frowned. How could he even drive when she was like

tight. I'm driving!" He felt helpless and he couldn't

have sweat on your forehead.” Joyce narrowed her eyes and

Luther gulp uncontrollably a

You must be too hot in

and she felt hot for

simply had

He was speechless.

this woman get so crazy

and then she was more than just drunk. She

him, pulling at his clothes, leaving him no

and took off his suit jacket and