You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1405

Chapter 1405

"Gina is only nineteen years old and is being used mercilessly by Otis.""Eugene must have a lot of information about Otis that no one knows.So he is vital."

Luther Analysis.

"What do we do?" Joyce asked.

Luther took her into his arms, "I'll figure it out. If we can get Gina out,Eugene might fall to us.”

Joyce doesn't agree.

"Once Gina is rescued, Otis will be the first to know. Killing Eugenedirectly , is the best option. We will get nothing at that time."

Luther nodded, "So it's not easy, both sides have to be hidden. I needto plan well."

Joyce was deep in thought.

Now, it seems to be at a dead end again, with almost no progress in thelast twenty days or so.

The father is still in Otis's hands, so does this continue day by day?

To be honest, she was anxious.

She didn't want to wait, but she had to wait.

Luther let her lie in his arms, gently stroking her long hair, "Do not beanxious, now need patience. The fight is about endurance, when bothsides are anxiously stalled, whoever moves first is more likely to lose.”Joyce sighed.

“I understand the reasoning, but I just feel distracted. Forget it. I willadjust my mood. It's been hard on you these days."

The corners of Luther's lips curled up slightly, “So, do you have anyreward for my hard work for so many days?"

She froze and looked at him blankly, "What reward do you want?"Luther suddenly leaned over.

Kiss her on the lips.

She froze and looked at him with wide eyes. What was he doing.

The lingering kiss, he kept going deeper and deeper until she closedher eyes and let him do whatever he wanted.

Seeing that she did not resist.

He indulged even more, simply ignoring it, until she was helplessly softin his arms, not wanting to move a muscle.

She found herself fallen, or rather, conquered by him, and once therewas a token struggle. Now, she doesn't even resist, it all goes with him.He can do whatever he wants.

Both body and mind are satisfied and relaxed.

He thoughtfully helped her button up her clothes and gently stroked herchest, waiting for her heartbeat to slowly return to normal.

Then, a kiss was planted on her forehead.

"Is it hot?" He asked.

She shook her head.

"Are you thirsty? Let me get you a glass of water."

She nodded softly and remained nestled in his arms.

I wanted to help her pour water, but I couldn't let go of her.

On the lips, a gentle and intoxicating smile is hooked up.

For a moment, he stood up, poured her a cup of hot water, brought itover, and fed it to her.

She was a little tired and leaned against him, her eyelids graduallydrooping, "I'll take a nap. By the way, my mom called us over for dinnertonight and picked up Andres to go with her."

"Good. You sleep." He gently stroked her spine.

Knowing that she had just lost control and exhausted her.

Watching her drift off to sleep. He played with her long hair.

He could feel that he was now an integral part of her life.

No matter how excessive he was, she did not refuse. Her heart, herperson, all belonged to him.

A thought, once so proud and cool she, valiant, prominent female majorgeneral in front of people, finally conquered by him.

He couldn't help the corners of his lips from rising.