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.

up and picked her up again who was reclining against the

his presidential suite, he laid her flat

to

it? I'll pay you." She felt around in her pockets,

take him for gigolos again? Obviously she could not drink, but now she was so

go sober you

have to go to the pharmacy to buy her some sobriety

was just too

the explosive power of

hard

dragged down by her and fell into

one hand on his front and took off her shoes with the other. "Well,

raised her hand, narrowed her eyes, and looked sideways

heel was thrown into the

“Thud"”.

didn't even have to look at it. She just raised her hand and threw it

could by no means throw something with such precision

had a moment of consternation and could not help but call out in a

"Joyce."