My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Oscar laughed flamboyantly. When a person felt particularly smug, they tended to forget themselves.

He stretched out his hand towards me, preparing to pull me into the private room. I wanted to avoid it, but Dahlia blocked my way. There was no way for me to keep away from him.

I felt appalled, not wanting to be touched by this disgusting middle-aged man.

I broke out in a cold sweat, and could not help but be disgusted. I wanted to push him away.

But before he could do anything, my arm was pulled tightly towards someone's chest.

Hendrix uttered, deep and fierce, "Leave!"

The people around were stunned for a moment. Oscar's hand, which was about to reach out and towards me, hung stiffly in the air.

He retracted his hand slightly and laughed awkwardly, "Hahaha, we've caused Mr. Roberts to wait for too long, let's take our leave!"

me in his arms, almost half of my body attached to his. It looked very

it felt a little painful. I raised my hand and rubbed it. Hendrix's low voice

shook my head and said lightly, "I'm

seemed sinister

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Hendrix was untouchable, the kind

ordinary, she still felt like she was

man like Hendrix

arrived at the private room, we ordered drinks and began to sing. Several middle-aged

few girls in

his side without requesting any ladies of his own. As

atmosphere became somewhat scandalous and despicable, and Dahlia couldn't help but start to mutter

reserved, so he found

he knew that his end goal was to talk