You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 86

Just then, a short distance directly in front.

In the darkness of the night, a black shadow came straight towards her, like salvation from hell.

It was Luther who rushed toward Joyce.

The very moment Thomas grabbed Joyce by the shoulders and ripped her shirt off.

With an over-the-shoulder slam, Luther threw Thomas hard to the ground.

Luther was a third-degree black belt in taekwondo, and with a few agile movements, he dealt with Thomas quite easily.

The last time he was chased, the other three were professional killers and had guns, and he was drugged and injured before he
was forced to jump into the Han River.

Thomas knew that his identity could not be exposed, and hurriedly scampered into the abandoned residential building.
The old neighborhood had a complex structure, and he instantly disappeared without a trace.
Luther put an arm around Joyce, who had fallen to the ground, and held her tightly in his arms.

When he saw that her clothes were torn and tattered, and her beauty could hardly be hidden with the rugs remaining, he
hurriedly took off his suit to wrap her up.

His heart thumped so hard that she couldn’t calm it down.

It was so close and she was almost defiled.

It was too close.

Earlier, he dialed her number, and when he got through, there was no answer.

However, what happened next, when she was attacked, and the sound was clearly transmitted to him through the phone.
He was anxious in the car and had never been so flustered.

Aaron was even racing around the city at over 200 mph, ignoring every red light all the way.

On the way, he checked the map and thought that Joyce must be in the long-abandoned alley.

Once parked, Luther rushed into the alley.

He admires Joyce from the

need to

us home first.” Luther had Joyce in his arms, and he was not chasing the man just

her whole body frighteningly hot. Luther knew what was going on with

same, and he knew how hard it must be for

here, let this bastard

not right with

She’s been drugged.”

Joyce up in his arms and ran in strides toward the car, carrying her into the back seat

he was not willing to let the man go, he also knew that right

started it up, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

back seat of the Bentley.

was getting stronger and stronger as if countless ants were gnawing at her

so cool and comfortable, like an antidote, and she couldn’t help but cling to it with a contented sigh. Luther frowned, looking at her wriggling in his arms while her eyes were filled with watery mist.

how she must be feeling right

was drugged like this before and finally lost his mind before

what she

cheeks and bewildered eyes make her look even more sexy

felt just comfortable next to him.

arms around Luther’s neck, and her soft red lips were rest on his.

for an

stunned and his back straightened.

champagne, soft lilacs unleashed between his lips. It was eager, burning, and

only the edge of his repressed sanity

a fire burned up and cold sweat gurgled down from his forehead.

were

almost all open.

not stand it

hands and looked at her with burning eyes, “Do you know what you

hot, I’m so hot.’ Joyce continued to start a fire regardless, and if she were to sober up and know what she was doing now, she would be