You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Suburban inn.
Dimly lit, rosemary-scented room.

“There’s only one room, sorry to put you to such inconvenience tonight.” Joyce done with the check-in process and walked in the door with him.

The room was not big, and the facilities were ordinary. There was only one bed, making it look like a love hotel. Faraway from the downtown, it was good enough to find a place to stay.

Luther sat on the edge of the bed with a medical kit he brought from his car. He took off his suit and unbuttoned his shirt.

Joyce asked in a low voice , “Are you injured?” She thought he got injuried because he was protecting herself while dodging bullets which grazed his arm. He was injured and still kept racing. It was not easy to do so.

Luther blushed slightly, “It’s okay, I just need a break. It’s too far out of town and it’ll take too long to drive back again. I’ll have Aaron bring someone to pick us up in the morning.”

The blood had dried up and the blood-stained shirt was stuck to his arm, and when he uncovered it, it was the same as reopening the wound. He couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

Joyce rummaged through the medical kit for iodine, hemostatic coagulant, anti-inflammatory powder, and gauze.

I’ll do it.” She dabbed some iodine with a cotton swab and wiped his wound.

flesh on his arm was cut open. He held back, with heavy sweat dripping down from his forehead. Gunshots, injuries.

her virginity. But there

strange man she saved last time? “You always have a first aid kit in your car. You

she saved last time had a gunshot wound on

dead.” He opened his

that the last time Joyce played darts with Felix and Mathew, she shot all three

one who wanted to assassinate

day when he got the marriage

him under false pretenses? What kind of power could she have? He had to re-examine if there was a conspiracy behind

was wrapping his wound with gauze.

tone and it seemed not good.

professional killer?

the

tightened the gauze

pain made Luther grunt. Damn, this