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.

felt his heart was about to explode

he could feel was the cold, hard stainless steel, and the coldness constantly reminded him that it was empty, all

His mind went blank.

to his mind was that he

knew that he had a vault, other

and shivered as he took his phone out of his pocket. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

Otis's

fingers kept trembling, and he just could

way, he could only barely control

a dozen

phone, and he sounded slightly impatient. "What's wrong? I'm

Robertson..." Mr. Clark stammered, "Could you please come to my

in your office at all?!" Otis asked irritably. "Oh, God!" Mr. Clark's eyes widened, and the beating of his heart had

noticed his

vault ... my money ... all

had not been able to say a full sentence at all. His body

even say it properly.” Otis seemed to be

slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "pop" and the screen