My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Ignoring his words, I used my knees to kick him in between the legs while he was distracted.

"Ouch!" Calvin grunted in pain and released his grip on me. Taking the opportunity, I climbed out of the bathtub. He still did not give up and ruthlessly reached out his hand to grab my ankle, tripping me face down to the floor.

I laid flat on my stomach. The impact made me dizzy and a searing pain travelled throughout my body.

Instantly, he got out of the bathtub. He yanked my hair, dragged me up and lifted his hand to slap me on the face.

"What are you running for? You came here willingly. What's the point of acting up?" This man wasn't going to hold himself back. My whole face was swollen and red with just several slaps from him.

I knew that Calvin had a tendency to be violent. Now that we were in a hotel room, all alone with no boundaries, he was unrestrained and ruthless in his actions.

Calvin probably felt that slapping me did not appease his ego enough that he decided to give me a kick in the abdomen.

With his kick, my feeble body slid on the floor that I knocked my forehead at the bottom part of the sink. The burning pain that seared in my abdomen and forehead made me gasp for breath.

I collapsed onto the ground. I no longer had the energy to fight him back. Seeing that I was knocked out, I saw the corner of Calvin's lip curled. He approached me and squatted halfway down. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

set my eyes on you, I

better not give me a chance to escape out from here, because when I do, you're

on my skin. I closed my eyes in pain. It disgusted me

I was really going to

the door and this stopped Calvin

his eyes at me. "Arianna, you're really asking

I was

called out, seeing that there was no response coming from our room, "Calvin, open the door!" This voice... was that from a middle-aged

It wasn't Hendrix.

the voice. He threw me to the side and

already tortured me into such a wretched state. I crawled out of the bathroom to ask for

Mr. Lewis who kidnapped me from the

find me there with Calvin. Turning to Calvin, he asked, "Why did you

from Calvin's body. He lifted an eyebrow and

that you wanted to talk to me about something? I didn't intend to come but you said it was

call you over and the Moore Family didn't