You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After getting enough sleep, he went to his office at the charity commission.

It had become quite a habit of his to go to the office every day and have a good look at his "wealth".

Just a look at it was enough to make him feel energetic the whole day. Today, he entered the office as usual, closed the door and closed all the automatic curtains.

He made sure no one could ever see him from the outside.

He rubbed his hands and excitedly took down the oil painting on the wall.

When he looked at the safe behind the painting, he was almost drooling.

He skillfully pressed his fingerprint, entered the code, and with a click, he opened the safe.

He froze.

Unexpectedly, it was empty.

He thought perhaps he was just not completely awake yet, so he rubbed his eyes.

He looked again and still there was nothing.

his heart was about to explode and hurriedly reached inside

stainless steel, and the coldness

His mind went blank.

to his mind was that he must inform

only person who knew that he had a vault, other than himself,

took his phone out of his pocket. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

Otis's private

number, his fingers kept trembling, and he just

tightly with both hands. That way, he could only barely control

about a dozen

and he sounded

stammered, "Could

irritably. "Oh, God!" Mr. Clark's eyes widened, and the beating of his heart had become

wrong?" Otis noticed

money ... vault ... my money ... all

say a full sentence at all. His body kept shaking, and his

even say it properly.” Otis seemed to be

from his hand and fell to the