You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 852

After Luther's sports car was parked in the parking lot.

Joyce released her seat belt, opened the door and was ready to get out of the car first.

"Take care of yourself. Don't talk to other men if you don’t need to, and call me if you need anything." Luther naturally reminded.

Joyce turned back around, her long eyebrows raised and with some incredulity in her expression. ‘Don’t talk to other men if you don’t need to?’

"Mr. Warner, they have got so many people for tonight's birthday party, so what danger can there be? Don't talk to other men? Well, Mr. Warner, can you mind your own business only?" She thought it was hilarious, "Is Mr. Warner just like that with all the women?"

She was extremely upset. She was wearing a different face, and she was not Joyce.

Even she didn't notice that she was a little angry, and her chest was heaving slightly.

The black mink jacket on her shoulders, with her unsteady breath, gently slipped off, revealing her snow-white delicate, sexy and seductive shoulders.

The lights in the car were dim.

The way she looked back at him, and her slightly open sexy red lips…

What a perfect fit of light and shadow.

She looked truly … sexy.

When Luther saw it, his eyes blinked a few times, and he couldn't help but gulp.

Damn! He really didn't want her to appear in front of those horny politicians like this.

Such a thought instantly commanded his actions.

He suddenly reached out and gathered her mink jacket all the way up to her neck before he relented and reprimanded, "Put your clothes on. I only do that to my own woman."

"You!" Joyce just wanted to speak.

Suddenly, he clutched her delicate, upright jaw.

"What are you doing?!" She widened her eyes, looking directly into his dark, deep and somehow passionate eyes.

"Don't move, if you don't want me to kiss you in the car."

He pulled some wet tissues from the car. That was what he had wanted to do tonight, from the first moment he saw her at the door of her room at the hotel.

He was afraid that no man in this world could resist the sexy red lips on her cold and proud face.

He held her steady and gently wiped her lips with the wet tissues.

She wanted to struggle.