My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was caught in a faze for a second, reeling from the faint pain in my lower abdomen. I said quietly, "Hendrix, I'm beat!" He understood what I meant, and did not force me to do it. He just nodded slightly and said, "Okay, rest well, then." Despite saying so, when Hendrix laid beside me and held me in his arms, he still showered me with breathless kisses.

It was clear that he had held himself back for a long time.

I curled into myself even more, trying to hide away from his advances but the edge of the bed was right behind me; I could fall off anytime. So, I raised my hand to push him away, but he grabbed it instead. Seeing that he already had one hand tugging at my bra strap, I frowned, "Hendrix..." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"It's okay, don't be scared!"

I held his hand down. "I'm sorry, I just can't right now!"

He smiled and kissed me gently. Then, he tried to coax me seductively, "It's okay, we can take it slow."

He may have misunderstood what I meant which left me at a loss for words for a brief moment.

In my silence, realization finally dawned upon him. He lowered his gaze on me and a look of surprise flashed across his face. "When did you get your period?

"Tonight!" I said wearily.

could figure out what he was going to do, I saw him come in with a mug of ginger tea. I couldn't

some brown sugar too. Have some and then go sleep!" He raised the mug close to my mouth and said

sweet, which I wasn't a fan of. After a few sips, I couldn't drink it

this, he said, "Drink

"No thank you, I've

good rest." He was stubborn

him for so many years, I knew that if I continued to drag things out like this, I would be the one suffering in the end. So, through gritted teeth, I made myself finish the mug of warm

slept well the night before, my blood circulation still probably wasn't in great

his company's annual meeting soon,

I accepted that I couldn't fall back asleep anymore. As I was scrolling through my phone, I suddenly

it and said blandly, "Hello,

"Miss Reid, did you sleep well last night? Would you do me the honor of treating you to lunch?" "Sure thing,

up from the

ask to meet up?" She dived straight to the point, no beating around the bush

said, "Yes, you get news pretty

is well over hundred and millions of dollars; that in itself is already a crime. He probably won't be able to get