My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Too many things had happened that day. I went to the study room and read the headlines on the Internet. As expected, all the clips featuring Valerie that were shown at the hotel tonight had been disseminated. To my surprise, the Moore Family, who obviously had the ability to keep this matter suppressed, didn't seem to bother interfering with it - just as Austin had mentioned.

Even Valerie didn't make any moves, as if she intended to tolerate my actions.

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I sat in the study room for a while, and when I returned to the bedroom, Hendrix hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.

Hendrix's bath usually took ten minutes or so. I had been in the study room for quite a while, so he should have been out already.

Concerned that something might have happened to him, I quickly made my way towards the bathroom door. I raised my hand and knocked. "Hendrix, are you there?" I asked. No one responded.

Anxiety kicked in as I stretched my hand out to twist the doorknob. I had thought that the door would be locked from the inside, but to my surprise, I was able to open it.

I cracked the door open, and the bathroom was filled with hot and humid air. I called out to him, "Hendrix..."

As soon as I finished speaking, that man's strong underbelly suddenly appeared. I looked up subconsciously and saw his sexy abdominal muscles.

that he also came forward to

startled and embarrassed.

shower; he looked extraordinarily handsome with his hair damp and warm shower mist enveloping

dodged away from him as he got out of the bathroom. The lower part of

carried himself so freely and with so much

What a pro!

on today, I entered the

bathroom, and I threw my clothes in. As Hendrix's suit was

in the laundry basket then caught my eye. It was the briefs that he had taken off just

would usually wash most of his undergarments. Since his other clothes were custom-made, they were

I also thought about how apart from matters related to Andrea, he seemed to

opened the bathroom door and saw his blue briefs

and looked down subconsciously. When I saw that it was still

He then entered the

my hands. Then, he

react or what to