My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Right now, Brilliant Audit was no longer willing to audit for Shelley Group, hence I could only send their accounts to Alford Audit. As of now, I no longer had a use for Aaron's investigation report. Naturally, I had ignored his message. Unless absolutely necessary, I would never want to be affiliated with Aaron again.

A lot had happened in the past, and we can only put a lid on it and move forward.

The doorbell rang just then. Monique must be back from her shopping trip. As I got up, a wave of vertigo hit me.

Perhaps I had been sitting for too long. I opened the door and lowered my head to look for a pair of slippers for her to put on. I was a little dizzy as I asked, "What did you buy? You've been gone for so long." After that, I threw a pair of furry slippers at the door. Seeing that she didn't respond, I raised my head to look at her.

To my utter surprise, I was greeted with the sight of a man with a dark face and unfathomable eyes. His slender figure appeared at the door, like a guardsman.

I couldn't help but frown. Wasn't he supposed to be with Andrea? What was he doing here?

Still holding onto the door, I was about to shut it in

his face.

Hendrix reached out to grip the door, asking, "Who were you waiting for?"

lazily, "Who else would I be waiting for in the dead of the night? Of course, it'd be someone who can relieve me

as he snorted. He then walked in and cornered me in

you think this can help

My God...

thick-skinned a person was, they

won't you say anything?" Hendrix pressed on as he stuck close

on my forehead,

bit my lip, his voice hoarse. "Why are you hiding here?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

me go!" I had never seen such a shameless person. One minute, he had

against mine and whispered, "Do you think I

wrong with men

time I was with him, I hadn't been

his touches.

I was not reacting, his handsome brows knitted tightly together and he carried me up

at my clothes, I stopped him. "Hendrix, don't waste

things may seem intact on