My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"I'll be careful." Hendrix's voice had already changed drastically. Even with my hand pushing up against his shoulders, I could clearly sense that he was about to make a move.

I was done for. I'd gone overboard. Hendrix didn't get to satisfy his desires after the wedding, and he seemed dead serious about doing it at this moment. He knew every single sensitive point on my body. It wouldn't be long before I gave in.

If we were photographed, how would I have the courage to face and explain this to my children? I bit my lower lip, pondered on it, and finally made a concession. "Let's return to our room. Well be quick." Hendrix did not respond.

Fearing that he would disagree, I hooked my arms around his neck, got up, and planted a kiss on his face. "After we get to the room, I'm all yours and you can do whatever you wish to me."

Hendrix grinned and got up from me without saying anything. He opened the door and exited the car.

I straightened my clothes and unhurriedly followed him.

It took us less than ten minutes to get to the room. Hendrix didn't let me go until the crack of dawn.

What was unexpected was that, although I was cautious, the paparazzi still caught us sneaking out of the wedding room on our wedding night and spending half an hour in the parking lot. Suffice to say, we made the headlines.

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half an hour in the car with

and we saw Aaron grinning from ear to

down my spine. I

cleared his throat, and joked, "It

her mouth were lifted, revealing her true

around the bush annoyed me. I let go of Hendrix's hand, stepped forward, and grabbed the magazine Aaron had on his knees. When I saw the photos of the car in the magazine paired with such a dirty title, I was so ashamed that

piece of news from not long

could they secretly take pictures of others, invading their privacy like this!" I exclaimed in rage. Aaron did not think it was a big deal and continued to fan the flames. "It seems that it is true. I didn't expect you to

I couldn't tell whether I was angry or

had been

Didn't you two also drive a Roberts Group's car out last night? It's hard to

me. Unknowingly, I raised my

"That's right! We all

instead? Why would we go all the way to the parking lot to