You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther started his Maybach and the car instantly lit up.

Joyce had already fastened her seat belt, and she was holding her forehead with one hand, showing slight fatigue.

The limousine left in the dust, the neon lights speeding through from the windows of the car.
On the way home, Joyce began to talk about rules with Luther.

She sounded sleepy, “I did not expect what happened today, and there are still many things we should talk about. First of all, since I have to sleep in your bedroom, please use another room for yourself during this period. This way, grandma won’t easily notice.”

Luther held the steering wheel with one hand, resting the other on the window, his posture handsome and neat.

His cold thin lips slightly hooked, he said disdainfully, “What are you worried about? Someone like you? Do you really think that I can do that to you?”

At the word, Joyce subconsciously looked down at her chest. What could be wrong with her? She even found it hard to buy underwear her size.

He followed her gaze and glanced at her.
At this time, the dim yellow light of the car reflected her face.

She was lazily reclining against the door, and the little hills on her chest got even more obvious. Then he saw her slender waist. It was just so perfect that he could not even control himself.

Luther just felt his breathing tighten.

like he was

didn’t care about his mockery

with my freedom, I will try my best to return to the house early

do not make it to come back. I am a student after

was about to have surgery,

sort of agreed.

took a total of 800,000 from you. I will find a way to pay you back this money, here is the IOU.” Joyce finished and handed him a note that she

pay me back with?” He snorted

a little long, and I haven’t graduated yet, but I’ll definitely pay it back.” Joyce pursed her lips and continued, “As you know, I got into Professor Owens’ automotive design and development group as an intern, and will get a salary for my

something she could afford to mess

too much to do with

anything anymore. Luther did not say a word about it. Money, how could he care? He tossed

actually? Is it some trick? Trying to change his opinion first and then

this woman could be, or how could she gain the favor of her grandmother so

moment.” Luther warned. “You think too much.

and simply closed her eyes

felt