My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

However, there was a carnal urge stirring within me, giving rise to anger which was fueled by dissent.

Instead of slowing to a stop, I floored the pedal, accelerating the car towards Andrea. In that instant, I showed my true colors.

As long as Andrea was no longer of this world, I would no longer need to worry when Hendrix would return, nor when he would leave my side again.

As the car rushed towards her, I hoped she would die.

Just then, Hendrix suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking my way. His expression was wintry.

I slammed hard on the brakes. I was in a mess. I really wanted to kill Andrea...

A moment later, Hendrix pulled me out of the car. He stared at me with cold, unwavering eyes. "Arianna, what are you doing?"

with his quick reflexes. He held me half-heartedly in his arms, his anger was

eyes as

you think. Please don't make me do this. If

forth without restraint as I laid my heart bare before Hendrix. My viciousness, my selfishness,

out and cupped my face with one hand

me up and looked at Minnie, who had rushed out in a hurry, and ordered, "Hail a

Minnie nodded repeatedly.

from the shock, Andrea stared pallidly at me and Hendrix. She opened and closed her mouth like a fish while her eyes fixated on Hendrix. Her voice was full of distress as she called, "Hendrix..." "Leave!"

her, Minnie's voice was vaguely heard. "Miss

kiss on my forehead. "Don't be so impulsive next time! Otherwise..."

under the covers, his phone rang. Since the phone was on the bedside table, I could make out the caller ID to be Andrea. Hendrix glanced at it, but did not

him. As Hendrix never answered her calls, Andrea

I've already lost my brother,