My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I looked up at him as Hendrix was getting a little too much. I said, "It's your fault. What do you mean by 'is that okay with you'? It sounds like I'm forcing you. What's with that tone of yours?" Hendrix still replied patiently, "What kind of tone do you want me to use then?"

Evan was driving the car, and I couldn't help feeling a little playful as I said, "Mr. Roberts, will you do exactly what I ask you to?"

Hendrix raised his eyebrows while playing with my hand as he said gently, "Nope!"

Exasperated, I retorted, "You were just trying to coax me like a kid, weren't you?"

He smiled faintly, and the smile on the corners of his lips was particularly pleasant, "As long as the child here is happy, I don't mind coaxing her!"

I glared at him, "You're the kid here. I don't need you to coax me."

When we returned to the villa, it was already a little late in the evening. I went straight into the bathroom to take a bath. Hendrix sat on a fancy chair to read the book that he supposedly hadn't

finished.

the bathroom and saw him reading the book seriously. I wiped my hair and couldn't help myself from walking over to him. Sitting next to him, I looked at

of alcohol on me. He frowned slightly and said, "Don't drink that much in

who drank so much. I was just accompanying them. I didn't even get drunk.

Looking stern, he reminded me, "Unless you are with me, you aren't allowed to

and muttered,

his hands, and took the towel in my hand to wipe my hair for me, saying, "Since you've acknowledged your identity as Mrs. Roberts, I naturally have to be concerned with your

him wiping my hair, so I stopped

couldn't help but ask again, "Are you

anything about it, I was feeling anxious about the Milton Group continuing on in such a

no rush!" he said with

replied with a hum, still a little worried,

replying, "You

Village project was about to start, he had to find connections

Jarold City as he held my shoulder and said, "Have you decided