My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After a while, Hendrix looked sideways at me, and his dark eyes were extremely deep. "You can go harder." I was stunned, and I blurted out in confusion, "Won't you feel pain?"

He lowered his eyebrows, and his coldness faltered. "Then did you think I'll feel the pain before you hit me?"

I stiffened up. Lowering my eyes, I didn't know how to answer him. So, I continued to massage him in silence.

After a long time, I was finally done. I went to put the first-aid kit away and clean my hands. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Then, I washed up and went back to bed. Hendrix had recently taken a liking to sleeping naked. When I adjusted my position in bed, I accidentally brushed against his junior.

I froze at the contact, and I couldn't help glancing over at him. He seemed unaffected, still keeping his eyes on the book in his hand.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I laid down and prepared to sleep.

I woke up earlier than him the next day.

He had distinct facial features, and his short dark hair looked neat. It was the first time

were long, his lips pressed together, and their

sleeping in a state of

would do whatever they set their minds

Hendrix was exactly

a sturdy chest,

was sleeping, he was

His eyes were dark, and there was no hint

each other's eyes. I calmed down

his tensed body relaxed. Squinting his eyes, he stretched out his hand

not acknowledging the fact that I had been peeping at him,

to buy groceries. The fruits that Aaron had bought were still in the

from Hovell. The tomatoes were small, but they tasted good. The green mangoes were also delicious. I used to dip them in chili paste when I was a child, and

of them. Since Monique had said she was craving green mangoes, I washed and packed some of them, and I sent a message to Monique after looking