My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't take the towel. I looked at him and said, "You have hands, do it yourself."

He smiled cheekily. "What are you sulking about? Andrea?"

I shook my head. "No!"

He asked in amusement, "Then what?"

I twitched my mouth and said, "You've messed with some stupid women."

He started guffawing. I was so annoyed. The silly man was actually happy. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He held me in his arms, and he couldn't stop smiling. He said, "It was just a ride? There's nothing else to it. Don't take it to heart, okay?"

I did refuse, I still took the towel from his hand, motioned him to sit in the chair, and dried his hair. He was still smiling

had a long flight, so after I dried his hair, he pulled me onto the bed to sleep with him. I wasn't sleepy, so I just leaned against

stared at the ceiling in a daze. It was only after a while, I realized something odd. I turned my head and stared at Hendrix. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping soundly. But some things couldn't be faked. I whispered, "Hendrix,

eyelashes signalled that he hadn't fallen asleep yet. It

eyes. His gaze locked on mine, flashing with emotions I didn't understand. He took

a moron, so I understood what he was hinting at. I pursed my lips and said, "You should go back to

his hand in my face and raised his eyebrows, "I haven't touched myself in

my face flushed red. I stared at Hendrix furiously,

fully into his arms. "If I am not

kissing me. The faint smell of tobacco and shampoo filled my

I was so exhausted

track of time sleeping during the day, and I didn't know how long

He was on the phone talking to the head office. I rolled over in bed to get a better view of his handsome physique. After what