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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1081
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"What is your relationship with Mr. Gregory of the House of Inspection, the only privilege agency that has the authority to intervene

with the military? What exactly is your purpose?" Otis asked straight away.

Joyce's eyes tightened, and sure enough, Otis had followed the trail and found Karl.

"You installed a buggingin my cell phone... | did not know that you are such bold and capable woman. You are the most daring

woman I've ever seen. | am really impressed." Otis simply dragged her to his side.

"Why? Don't be afraid. Don't worry. | can't let you die. | am sincere about you."

He touched her slippery little hand and gently brushed over the hard calluses on her palm, "You've been practicing shooting for

years, right, to have these?"

"None of your business." Joyce couldn't avoid him at all, feeling a gut-wrenching revulsion at Otis' touch.

In fact, even though Luther often touched her intentionally or unintentionally, she felt no discomfort at all.

And right now, every tOtis touched her, it made her feel like she had been tormented so much.

"Hey, don't reject my kindness. Baby, don't forget, you're in my hands now. | can ..." Otis spit out word by word, "enjoy you!"

Joyce just felt a terrible chill run through her body.

For Otis, he just had a natural desire to hunt, but when he had got the prey in hand, he was not in a hurry to enjoy. He wanted to

first have enough fun with it and enjoyed the fear and perhaps even begging of the prey, so as to satisfy his desire.

"Huh, Mr. Robertson's sincerity is nothing but playfulness."

Joyce closed her eyes. Tonight, it seemed that she would not be able to get out easily.

Her mind raced with the thought of what else she could do to get out of this place.

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"How come? | really mean it, and | want to marry you." Otis brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, sniffing deeply at her

characteristic scent.

"Huh." Joyce sneered, "Mr. Robertson already has a wife."

"So what? Do you think | want to be under the Heath family all the time? With the title of son-in-law, everyone fears me, but in

private, they would just say | have counted on a woman!" Otis' eyes flashed with a sinister light, "Sooner or later, | will take the

place of the Heath family, divorce Charlotte, and then ..."

He ambiguously forced her face over and forced her to look at him.

"And then marry you, OK?"

"Don't worry. As for your child, | will just take it like | have adopted a son."

Otis" words caused Joyce's beautiful face to be engulfed by shock. He had found out everything, even Anderson! God, what to do?

She didn't even have tto hide Anderson.

Otis enjoyed her stunned expression and her open sexy red lips, and was in an extraordinarily pleased mood.

Suddenly, he noticed behind her ear, there was something unusual. The skin around her hair was not quite natural.

Instantly, he sat upright with alertness.

He had heard about a special mask which looked and felt just like normal skin.

But he had never been this close to her before.

He reached out, and smoothly touched the back of her ear. His fingers repeatedly rubbed her skin, and indeed felt a thin layer of

gelatinous material.

Surprise!

He suddenly pushed hard and tore violently.

“Clak—"

The mask on Joyce's face was suddenly and completely removed.

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