My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Alright, hurry up. I can only cover for you till here." Freya waved impatiently and strutted towards the parking lot in her high heels.

Looking at her delicate back, Monique's face suddenly flashed in my mind-the person who could always see right through me, no explanation needed.

"Du" The car horn sounded just beside me, pulling me back to reality.

I turned around and saw Hendrix rolling down the window, looking at me coldly.

I hurriedly walked over and sat into the passenger seat.

I thought Hendrix had something to say, but he only turned his head to the other side after he closed the door.

I leaned towards him and asked, "Jealous?"

and

buy it. I pretended to explain casually, "I was here to celebrate with Freya, but we bumped into Santiago and the others. It's Freya's first day being

smart enough to understand it without a need for any further

couldn't afford to pull on Hannah and Santiago's leg, so I became his target. But Hendrix came

remained unchanged, "That's enough. Get off. I should

he reached out to start

and said, "Hendrix, you are

live in the same space," Hendrix withdrew his hand and said with

each other. On top of the inevitable fights, it was reassuring that we didn't have to worry about the other side giving in to temptations. Hendrix was cold-natured

Once I had fallen for someone, I won't even bat an

lost his temper from me sneaking out

too preoccupied with stopping his enemies and developing the antidote. If anything terrible happened to me, he would collapse

this, my heart ached. I leaned over, held Hendrix's cheek with both hands, and forced him to meet my eyes. Before he could react, I kissed him on the lips. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ