You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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With great difficulty, he carried her to the door of the room, put her down, wrapped one hand around her waist, propped one hand

on the edge of the door, and asked, "Where is your room card?"

Joyce was confused, "What card? What card do you want?"

She suddenly pushed him away with great force, and she fell on the door of the room entirely, slapping it with great force.

"l, command you! Open it now!"

She shouted at the door of the room, "Open sesame.

“Open the door! Open the door!"

Luther held his forehead and frowned.

How much did she even drink? Damn it!

He figured that maybe her room card was in her handbag, which he had just left the car. They were in such a hurry just now that

they didn't have tto get her handbag, and her mink shawl.

Of course, he didn’t have an extra hand for that. After all, he had to wrap her in his suit and hold her in his arms.

Right now, he would have to carry her back to his room first.

Later, he could go back to the car and get her stuff, and then take her back to her room.

He frowned and stiffened up and picked her up again who was reclining against the door, "Stop it."

Back in his presidential suite, he laid her flat on top of the sofa.

Just as he was about to get up, she grabbed his arm.

She smiled an enchanting smile, "Handsome, you keepcompany and we can have a few more drinks. How much is it? I'll pay

you."

She felt around in her pockets, as if she was looking for her handbag, "Huh, where's the card? Where's my card?"

Damn, did this woman take him for gigolos again? Obviously she could not drink, but now she was so drunk and crazy.

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"Stop it, I'll go sober you up."

He thought that he would have to go to the pharmacy to buy her ssobriety pills.

She was just too drunk.

However, he had underestimated the explosive power of a drunk woman.

She pulled hard at him.

He was dragged down by her and fell into the soft sofa with her.

She put one hand on his front and took off her shoes with the other.

"Well, annoying."

She raised her hand, narrowed her eyes, and looked sideways for a moment to find her target.

Then a high heel was thrown into the trash bin with precision.

"Thud".

She took off another high heel, and this tshe didn't even have to look at it. She just raised her hand and threw it into the trash

bin with precision again.

One could by no means throw something with such precision by accident.

Luther had a moment of consternation and could not help but call out in a daze.

"Joyce."

"Hmm. Don't talk, it's annoying."

She simply covered his lips and got close to him.

He looked straight at her. Just now he called her name, and she answered. Was it an answer to him?

She was so drunk that she just felt everything in front of her shifting and getting blurry.

She reached out, stroking his bulging throat.

She was curious, "What is this? Why is it sticking out? Why does it keep moving? Can it not move?"

He lips had been sealed by her and he could not speak. Of course it was moving. He had tried so hard to bear with her flirty

moves!

Her soft, boneless hand had moved down to his chest and gently stroked it.

"What is this again, and why is it so hard?"

His brain felt a "boom", and every nerve in his body had tensed up.

He was never a puritanical person, and over the years, he simply abode by his own rules and had never touched any woman.

He had held it in for such a long time, and she never stopped her flirty hands.

It was such a torture for him!

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