You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

With great difficulty, he carried her to the door of the room, put her down, wrapped one hand around her waist, propped one hand on the edge of the door, and asked, "Where is your room card?"

Joyce was confused, "What card? What card do you want?"

She suddenly pushed him away with great force, and she fell on the door of the room entirely, slapping it with great force.

“I, command you! Open it now!"

She shouted at the door of the room, "Open sesame.

“Open the door! Open the door!"

Luther held his forehead and frowned.

How much did she even drink? Damn it!

He figured that maybe her room card was in her handbag, which he had just left the car. They were in such a hurry just now that they didn't have time to get her handbag, and her mink shawl.

Of course, he didn’t have an extra hand for that. After all, he had to wrap her in his suit and hold her in his arms.

Right now, he would have to carry her back to his room first.

Later, he could go back to the car and get her stuff, and then take her back to her room.

stiffened up and picked her up again who was reclining against

his presidential suite, he laid her flat on top of the

was about to get up, she grabbed

"Handsome, you keep me company and we can have a few more drinks. How much is it? I'll pay you." She felt around in her pockets, as if she was looking for

Obviously she could not drink, but

go sober you

thought that he would have to go to

was just

he had underestimated the explosive power of

hard at

was dragged down by her and fell into the soft sofa with

front and took off her shoes with

her eyes, and looked sideways for a moment to find her

heel was thrown into the

“Thud"”.

have to look at it. She just raised her hand and

by no means throw something with such precision by

had a moment of consternation and could not help but call

"Joyce."