My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I took a moment to calm down. My head was a little dizzy and my body felt heavy. I knew that Hendrix was the one who brought me here, so I was not so worried.

I wanted to get up and leave, but after struggling for a while, I gave up since my body didn't have much strength and I was still dizzy and uncomfortable.

I was normally able to hold my liquor and had no problem staying sober, but my body did not cooperate that day.

The bathroom door opened and Hendrix walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. There were still drops of water on his well-built body. When he saw that I had woken up, he glanced at me indifferently and asked, "You're up?"

I nodded. Lying on the bed, I yanked at the blanket. Belatedly I realized that my clothes had been taken off.

My eyes widened at Hendrix. I said angrily, "Hendrix, you're despicable. You clearly knew that I'm drunk, but you still..."

He looked over and raised his eyebrows, "Still what?"

I was stunned. Looking at his expression, I was suddenly a little uncertain whether he had done anything to me or not. I asked hesitatingly, "Did we do 'that'?" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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deliberately acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. Seeing this, I stopped talking and wrapped myself more tightly in the quilt,

archly, "You should be asking

your clothes?" There was a strong smell of alcohol in the room. Our clothes were nowhere to be found, so I was

hundred and eighty thousand dollars plus the compensation to my mental trauma, which is two million dollars. How are you going to repay me?" "What?" I was a bit confused. How

you remember? Do you need me to show you the surveillance recording?" His unique scent was around

to avoid him, but I was already forced into a corner and there was nowhere

the car, I did feel a little discomfort in my stomach. But after I fell asleep, I couldn't remember

eyebrows were raised and he looked as arrogant as

But seeing that our clothes were not in the room, I didn't think he would lie to me. After a pause, I looked at him anxiously, I asked,

his clothes were custom-made. They were from big-named brands. Once I had dirtied them, he would never wear them again. However, wasn't the compensation fee a little over the top? He raised his eyebrows, "The value of a single meeting of mine

Ten million?