My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He seemed to want me to beg him, so his movements became increasingly intense.

"When you stood in front of the car without hesitation, you were being completely sincere, right?" As he kissed me, he seemed a little short of breath.

Our fingers were intertwined so tightly it made me feel a little uncomfortable. "With Irvin, do you feel guilt, or do you love him? Do you feel the same way towards him as you do towards me? Hmm?" The expression on his face held a little warmth, and he slightly narrowed his eyes as he waited for my answer.

I pursed my lips and didn't want to answer him. I couldn't tell love and guilt apart anymore as I myself was confused most of the time.

We remained quiet. The longer the silence lasted, the colder the air became. The anger on his face became even harder to read.

After a long pause, he retracted his gaze and closed his pitch-black eyes slightly. His voice was deep and magnetic as he spoke. "Arianna, how long has it been since we last did it?"

I frowned subconsciously and opened my mouth, "Hendrix, I don't want to do it!"

My mind was filled with images of Irvin lying in a pool of blood, and my heart ached. I raised an agitated hand to push him away, "Hendrix, I told you I don't want to! Didn't you hear me?"

fell dark. He raised his hand to pull off the bathrobe on his body, and swallowed up all my resistance in

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a loud thud, I bumped into the headboard because I wasn't paying attention, and felt a dull pain in the back

without thinking. He was caught off guard and tumbled off the bed.

sat up and looked at me with both anger and mirth. He suddenly lost interest and looked at me and said, "Arianna,

my head and ignored his comment. Then, I glared at him and said, "Hendrix, if you touch me again, I'll be doing

that, I pulled the blanket over me and wrapped myself in it tightly. Then, I closed my eyes and told myself to go

still be looking at me displeased. After what felt like a long while, he finally walked over to the bathroom

happened, my head hurt so much that I couldn't

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a woman answered the phone. Although the voice sounded familiar, I couldn't place a finger

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hummed in acknowledgement and said calmly, "He's taking a shower, but he'll be done in about five minutes. If you don't mind, I could help pass on your message. If not,