You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1997: Special Preferences

With lustrous black hair, flawless skin resembling polished jade, delicate features, and captivating eyes, Joyce possessed an indescribable charm in her every step. Despite being a mother of four children, her beauty had only intensified, and one couldn't tell she had given birth at all.

Approaching them, a staff member spoke, "Mr. Warner, the dress fits perfectly. There's no need for any alterations."

"Hmm," Luther's voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of huskiness. "All of you, leave."

The two staff members exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what Mr. Warner meant. Were they dissatisfied with their wedding gown creations? Anxiety flashed across their faces. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Joyce also didn't understand Luther's intentions. She lowered her head to look at herself. "What's wrong? I think it looks good. Are you not satisfied?"

Luther's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"Come here," he beckoned to her. Satisfied, he was unbelievably satisfied.

One of the staff members seemed to understand Mr. Warner's intentions. She gestured to the others to quickly leave, placing her hand behind her back.

Then, the staff member respectfully said, "Mr. Warner, we will deliver the remaining accessories another day. If you have any further requests for improvements, please contact us at any time. We'll take our leave now."

After speaking, the staff members quickly departed.

Luther waved his hand, and the security personnel followed suit, exiting the room.

He once again motioned for Joyce to come closer.

Confused, Joyce watched as the staff members and security personnel left one by one.

As she approached, Luther embraced her. Suddenly, she realized what he intended to do, but it was too late to resist. Why was she so foolish? He had sent everyone away, leaving the room empty. What else could he do??

it wasn't the first time she had fallen for

lip, widened her eyes, and looked at

warn you, don't ruin

curled sensually as he chuckled

"Alright."

her neck, admiring her as if she were a precious piece

tie and discarded it

you're afraid I'll ruin the dress,

condoms from his pocket and placed

The implication was clear.

she felt a wave of heat wash over

carry these with you?" She could hardly believe it. Was he prepared to sleep with her anytime, anywhere?

close call, he didn't want her to get pregnant again. Yet, she was too beautiful, and he couldn't resist her temptation. So, he was always prepared. In every room of the house-bathrooms, hot springs, study, office-and even on him, he had them ready.

Joyce...

might be rough, accidentally tearing the wedding dress and requiring it to be remade and fitted again. Not only was time pressing, but it would also

until it was

unnecessary resistance; it would only be a

was a lesson

all stationed outside, and she didn't want to make it too

himself. With a gentle push, he laid her down on the spacious sofa. He gathered up the long train of her dress, lifting it up to her

sensual tone dissipated as their deep kiss

thankfully, her clothes

couture wedding gown was tossed on

her leisure attire, lay on the sofa, nestled in his arms. His heartbeat was fast, strong, and