My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was no longer interested in this conversation, so I angled my body to walk around her.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed my arm. Thoroughly annoyed, I frowned at her. "What else do you want to say, Miss Zanes?"

She smiled insidiously. "I have plenty to say. Since you are so calm about everything, then you might be calm about death too, am I right?"

With that, she changed her grip, intending to push me into the pool.

I didn't know how to swim. I twisted away and forcefully pinched her arm to let me go.

She jerked back in pain, and the momentum drove her away from me, towards the pool. So because of inertia, what was supposed to be me falling into the pool, turned into her falling instead. She fell in with a loud splash, an oddly pleasurable sound.

A beautiful woman falling into the water garnered a certain amount of attention. Not that the woman in question enjoyed the attention.

to stand, as the water was not

was mad at being yelled at. He went from trying to help the struggling woman, to pushing her back

her arms and spluttered in the water, the people surrounding her watched on in amusement. No one made a move to

opened my mouth to speak, to stop the man from acting too rashly when I heard a deep voice beside my ear say, "Let

a powerful man used to being obeyed. The man snapped to his senses and

jump into the water and

had been thin and slightly transparent. After a thorough soaking, her

was inevitable she'd attract leering eyes. Having lost some of her dignity and respect in front of Hendrix Roberts, she burst

off his coat, and draped it over her shoulders He said, "Go

not like the gleam in her eyes. She

to use. If you do not want to be with him, why would you still hold onto him? If you don't want to treat him nicely, then why would you stop me