My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Jordan brought me to the penthouse of the office building opposite from the Roberts Group.

The elevator doors slid open and in front of me was a one-way corridor. At the end of the corridor was a large open area. There was nothing else there other than a glass dining table and a simple chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

The table was delicately arranged with steak and wine. This corner stood out in the empty space, like an utopia in the desert.

Jordan dismissed his men and sat down at the table. He picked up the wine glass and twirled it at his nose as he inhaled the sweet scent of the wine. He then took a sip and looked down at the busy city below. Hendrix would also do this very often. But he would stand calmly in front of the window, without the fancy decorations.

"It isn't time yet. Sit down and have a drink with me," he ordered. He expected me to listen to him in order to know where Hendrix was.

My patience however, was running out. I wasn't in the mood to satisfy his wicked sense of control. I kept my feet firmly on the ground as I changed topic, "Until I see Hendrix, don't hold it against me for saying some unforgivable things."

Jordan was obviously unfazed by my threats. He calmly set the wine glass down on the dining table, pointed at the chair in front of him and tilted his head. He was indicating to me to take a seat.

He looked very confident, which undoubtedly was to provoke me.

"Alright, let's see what kind of information he has to keep me guessing."

showing even a hint of aggression, I asked, "Okay, can

the table and pointed his right index finger at my seat. "I promise you, Arianna, you have the best view right now. You

wanted to say that I was already regretting it. Did he think that

nothing

outside, they would have thought that we were having an interrogation, and

two of us however. He didn't seem to

even try. I

someone in the process. With the police planted around the building downstairs, are you expecting them to come up and arrest me?" was pretty furious which was why I made

amused by this. He laughed. He then picked up a napkin and wiped

for your

hands slammed on

rational self already on edge, I looked at him coldly,

ynovel??

much rather hear about

compliment!"