You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Military Staff House, the Heath residence.

Outside the house, the snow-capped white reflects the light, and the whole world was turned into a leaden gray.

The snow was still falling, and now and then it drifted down on the windows.

Otis sat on the couch with the heat in the house turned up to maximum. Without realizing it, Otis sat for a long, long time.

The house is quiet, except for the occasional footsteps of patrols passing outside, nothing else can be heard.

He simply lit a cigar, and smoke. The recent events, as well as Joyce's stunningly beautiful and seductive face, together intertwined in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt an itchy heart, an unprecedented strong desire to come up.

The Heath residence... The real owner of the house in the future, would be Joyce.

More than ever, he wanted her.

he made a new

is always in the hands of those

imagined that one day, still here, he had Joyce in his arms, and outside the house were people who obeyed and admired

pleasant it

cigar is smoked

Eugene walked in.

carefully watched Otis's face, not daring to

his cigarette and exhaled a last smoke

Robertson, we

up and his eyes instantly turned bloodthirsty. Finally

his own eyes in the House of Inspection. He got the latest information that Charlotte has been caught and is currently in the custody of House

Otis narrowed his eyes. He'd thought Eugene had

and both knees, her injuries are serious and she is currently being

and the treatment was only to save her life; she had lost all her limbs and could never stand up again.” "Shot?" Otis rubbed the new scruff on his chin, his tone puzzled, "Joyce? It was a precise hit without taking a life, like her handiwork.” "Mr. Robertson, the details