You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2001: Midnight Call

Luther bent down and lifted Joyce upright, "Let me take you to the room."

He felt fortunate that she did not ask him to sleep in another room, as he could not bear to be away from her all day.

As he reached the bedside, he gently laid her down and reached out to help her remove her nightgown. She still had a camisole on underneath, which was just right for sleeping. Joyce did not stop him and allowed him to undress her with tenderness before she slipped under the covers.

Luther loosened the drawstring around his waist, took a step onto the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down beside her. Instantly, the entire bed warmed up. Joyce nestled into his embrace, closed her eyes, but not before giving him a warning.

"Tonight, you must absolutely not touch me. It's been too frequent, and I can't take it. Otherwise, don't think about coming into the room tomorrow night."

"Don't worry," Luther held her close, "I promise."

Of course, he would restrain himself. After all, her body had just recovered, and the loss of control in the afternoon was merely an accident. He was not an animal. What could be more important than holding his wife while sleeping at night?

Joyce found a comfortable position in his arms and quickly fell asleep. Luther was not very tired, but having Joyce in his arms made him feel at ease. The recent days had been calm and comfortable, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that something was not quite real. There was an underlying worry that it was all a facade, deliberately created by someone, or a brief moment of peace given by others. He didn't know why, but he always had this feeling - a hunter giving its prey a moment to catch its breath.

Grayson came and went without a trace, leaving behind no information. He appeared

moved. Luther stiffened, afraid to disturb her peaceful sleep. It wasn't until she settled down again that he reached out to touch her pretty face,

position was less than flattering, with her long legs hanging unabashedly around his waist in an ambiguous

a test. He chuckled softly,

saint. He couldn't help but kiss her sweet, plump lips. The taste was so sweet that he couldn't stop kissing her, moving down to her neck, pulling

of distractions. But his body still burned with heat. Turning to his side, he looked at Joyce's serene sleeping face and shook his head in self- mockery. This tantalizing little devil was able

about it, he hugged her, feeling the warmth

the middle of the night when a sudden ringing of the phone pierced the room. The sound was urgent, one after another. Luther abruptly opened his eyes, and Joyce sat up too. They were both awakened by the phone's

room. The phone screen flashed with incoming calls not far from the bedside. Luther and Joyce exchanged a

is on silent mode. Unless it's an emergency satellite call,

phone. Her hand was even trembling slightly, a feeling of palpitations she hadn't

"It's Darrin."

incoming call, Joyce's eyes darkened. Luther also tensed, as if the string he

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quickly answered, whispering, "What's wrong? What

the other end of the line, Darrin spoke nervously, "Commander, I unintentionally overheard some information while on a secret surveillance mission in the Rohomes royal family tonight. I don't know who the two men in black are, but based on their clothing and behavior, they hold a significant position within the royal family. They mentioned you