You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Charlotte's heart were trembling when she met his deep gaze and crystal bright light shone straight from her eyes, “Yes, of course. Mr. Warner, please rest assured that I will do it for you."

"Thank you." Luther hooked his lips at her and smiled seductively. Charlotte was almost dumbfounded. His smile was too handsome and too charming. She might not know but she was drooling.

Luther's successive gestures of affection made her lose her soul. Fortunately, Tommy reminded her, "Miss Charlotte, here we are." Charlotte was just snapped back to her senses and wiped the corner of her lips, knowing that she had lost her manners.

Luther and Aaron had gotten out of the car and were heading for their Bentley.

She waved to Luther in a hurry, "Mr. Warner, see you tomorrow night!" "Hmm."

Luther responded lightly and whirled into the car.

Aaron drove the Bentley, turned around sharply, and took off.

After the Bentley left the Military Staff House...

Luther's face immediately collapsed and his expression became dull and dark.

a large box of wet wipes from the console, pulled out many in a row and began to wipe his hands hard, from the back of his

and he kept wiping and rubbing. Finally, his hands

his handsome eyebrows furrowed as if he had just touched the dirtiest things

glanced sideways, and he unnaturally cleared

the years, Mr. Warner's mental mysophobia had really gotten

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Do you need me to send it to the dry

and hurriedly did as he was told, slamming on the brakes and pulling the Bentley to the side of the

and got out of the car while unbuttoning his

he had already taken off the suit

at it and shoved the suit straight into the trash bin. Then, he returned to the passenger seat as if nothing had happened. His voice was icy,

bespoke suit was just thrown

was such a

we can actually wash a

to throw it away directly... Luther

rubbed his nose