Saxe Hendrix.I reviewed all the details about each of the women that Rosy emailed me about. There were ten of them, and all of them were from elite families.My mother was right. Rosy can provide the best candidates around if you are looking for a wife. But none of them matter to me. I'm resolute in my search for someone who shares the same dream as I do, someone who values love and companionship over societal status.I was already dreading the upcoming meetings. Rosy had organized specific plans for each date, leaving me with nothing to do but follow her lead. I guess I'll be okay with that. I will just go with the flow. I'm uninterested anyway.The first one is Vivian, the daughter of one of the great merchants from Gildsburgh. The second one is Cristelle, the daughter of the Williams empire. The third is Jenny, the daughter of BillandCo, and so on and so forth. Most of them have their names, and none of the candidates are below the average line. None of them are on the average, a
Louie Rose.I've meticulously arranged everything for Hendrix, scheduling his dates with each girl in a precise order. This comprehensive plan will unfold over a month, allowing Hendrix to balance his busy work schedule. He will only meet the girls on the days he's free.The first date is with Vivian, a supermodel and the daughter of a renowned merchant. Her fame precedes her, and her image is a constant presence in the fashion world. Today, Hendrix will have the chance to meet her at the prestigious golf course. That's their date.I walk, almost running, just to beat the time. I'm not yet late, but I have to be here first before the two of them arrive."Miss Louise!" Cynthia called me. She raised her hand with a piece of paper she was holding."Cynthia, thank goodness!" I said, almost running out of breath. I thought I couldn't make it in time. There was no traffic, but the car's tire got flat for a reason. Thank you so much. You are my savior!" I hugged her quickly and hurriedly ti
Saxe Hendrex.Play along, investigate, and collect more evidence before catching the culprit. Stay close to her and keep your eyes open.My jaw tightened as I observed Rosy conversing with Vivian, the tension in the air palpable. Confronting her now would be futile. I must gather more evidence about her false identity. Once I have enough, I can bring her to justice.Now, my profession is working on my side. Dammit.I cleared my throat as Vivian ordered a few things around from Rosy. It seems like she's the type of woman who does not want to walk a few miles, let alone run a few hundred miles away from here. Golf requires walking, and this is my exercise. I may not be an expert, but I can hold my own in this game.I approached them without being noticed."How wide do you think the golf course is? I prefer the indoor type. I think it's easy if it's indoor. Can you suggest that to Hendrix?""Oh? I thought golf was one of your pastimes," Rosy looked at Vivian in confusion."Indoor ones,
Louise Rose."I can't believe it," I twisted my lips as I looked at him. I chuckled without a smile, and he responded with a smirk."Do you hate me so much that you did not even let me win?" I felt my heart twist, and my blood rose.He won the game even after three rounds, and he clearly stated that he didn't want me to win in this child game."Are you doing this on purpose?" I sighed, and my shoulder slumped.He slightly laughed, shook his head, and used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.He's so hot, still handsome as ever, even with dirt on his face. He will be the same, and nothing will change."I'm not, Rosy. . . I'm very competitive." He took off his golf hat and combed his hair with his fingers.My face frowned as reality hit me. I did my best to win this child's game. If I had known that he was good at everything, I would not have agreed to this. But of course, I can't do that. He's Rosy's client, and I am Rosy in his eyes. I have to do my job politely."
Louise Rose.I felt exhausted after that first date attendee. I'm not sure if I can manage the second one, but I hope the second one is not as dramatic as Vivian's.I've been observing Hendrix. Never once did he say or state about his ideal woman. So, it's up to me to observe the qualities he prefers when choosing a bride. This may contribute to my research on the remaining girls. I'm confident that one of them will stand out according to his standards.After Hendrix left the Findlaech-Crinain household, I didn't hear any news about him. No one knew what had happened to him for those years, and I lost the news about him after I moved to Asia to work.He didn't know me personally, and we haven't met either. It just happened that I became one of his fans because he was famous. But those were the days. We are living in a different era now, where everyone can blend into our society. And one thing, I'm no longer interested in him. All I want now is to excel in this job and ensure everyone
Saxe Hendrix."Where's your date?""It's all over." I moved closer to her and sat down a few inches beside her. I looked at the preparation she had made, and the view in front of us was surely beautiful."Are you kidding me? You did not give her enough time, and you just ended your second date just like that?" Anger was written all over her face.I chuckled and helped myself. I grabbed another glass from the picnic basket, poured an ample amount of juice into it, and drank it."She's not my type. I don't like her. I don't waste my time." The words echoed in my mind, a mantra of disinterest that concealed the brewing storm of my secret plan. Amusement danced in my eyes, a mischievous glint that she could probably sense. Our eyes locked, and her gaze was like daggers. I couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.Cristelle is not my type. I had already researched all the girls on the list, and I secretly managed to get information from all of them from Denver.None of the girls caught
Louise Rose.I managed to cook the family recipe Rosy had for years. With fresh ingredients from our garden, I baked and grilled a chicken. I also made a few side dishes and salads. When I finished, the doorbell rang, and my heart beat fast. I know it was him."Hello, just in time!" I conveyed as I welcomed Hendrix inside.His manly, fresh scent lingered in my nostrils as he stepped inside. I shut the door quickly, and my eyes followed him. He's wearing a black leather jacket, ripped jeans, and cowboy boots. He looks incredibly attractive, making it hard for me to breathe.Calm down, Louise. It's not a date! It's just a formality between a client and her temporary boss. That's it and nothing else."Flowers?" He beamed as he handed me the flowers."T-Thank you..." I don't know if I will be disappointed or impressed, as I quickly noticed these flowers were not from a typical shop. They were hand-picked with different varieties, and the freesias in the middle smelled so good. They look
Hendrix.And I was right. She's not Rosy, the matchmaker, but Rosy's niece, Louise Rose.Xavion gave me all the details. I have read through it and felt sad that her mother left her when she was only an infant. Her mother's sister, Rosy, has cared for her ever since. Now, it makes sense that in every conversation I have with her, she always mentions her auntie and that she has the same name as hers. She loves her dearly. I can sense that.I also discovered that the real matchmaker, Rosy, lives in a care clinic. She retired from the business a year ago. My mother was probably her last client before the accident. That probably changed her life, and so did Louse."She works in Singapore and is now a matchmaker, but it turns out she's not a matchmaker at all?" Glenn laughed.I gritted my teeth, and I felt a pang in my chest. I had never had this experience before. I was angry, but at the same time, I felt sorry.Why do I feel this way? She should be put in jail because of this. This is
Louise Rose.A beauty like no other. There are no similarities between them, but I can tell how close they are to each other. Their closeness is undeniable.“Oh please, Hendrix. Don’t be so dramatic. This design will perfectly fit Louise. She’s gorgeous.” Elle looked at me with a sense of contentment.I feel comfortable with her. She’s not what I expected. I thought I would have a hard time because most people born into very wealthy families tend to be perfectionists. But not Elle. She's enjoyable to be with, straightforward, sincere, and beautiful. In fact, she doesn't care about brands and prefers simple clothing.“The side slit is too high. They could almost see her thigh, Elle,” Hendrix complained.“We can always adjust it. Tsk,” Elle shook her head. "That’s it. I’m done with you. I’m not showing you any more designs that Marilou sent. It will be a surprise from now on. You are not allowed to check or decide what we want to wear.” Elle took the brochure out of Hendrix’s hand.“I’
Louise Rose.I couldn't stop myself from smiling. I'm over the moon and hope this happiness will never end soon. But am I afraid of changes? They say you can't be thrilled about much happiness because there's an aftereffect of that.I never believed in that, but now that I'm experiencing this feeling, I'm scared that it may turn bad.I crossed my fingers behind me as I looked at Rosy. She's beautiful today. I visited her early to make sure that she was okay. I can't visit her in the afternoon now, as she gets tired quickly."You are so beautiful, Rosy. I admit you lost a lot of weight, but still pretty as always." I touch the side of her face. She had wrinkles everywhere, and her eyes were soggy. But still, she is the most beautiful in my eyes."Oh, thank you, dear." She sounded weary and had a raspy voice, and her cough gave her a hard time. It sounded so bad."What did your doctor say, Rosy? I want to talk to him. It seems like you're getting thinner each day, and I don't like it."
Hendrix.She’s addicting like a drug. It’s hard to get her out of my system. I become an animal in bed whenever I’m with her. She can transform me into a .naughtbad guy for sex, and it blew me away. I enjoy it. It has never happened to me before. Everything is new, and I’m loving it with her.I thrust slowly, easing in an inch more, and her body rocks forward. “That’s it, love,” I jerk my head a little, quivering.“Can you feel how badly I need you?” I bit my lower lip, and we stared.“Yes…” She shut her eyes, and her head fell back the moment I thrust into her deeper.This is wild. I’m inside her, full, tight, and magical. I kiss her aggressively, and I fucking struggle with control. I don’t want to come yet, not yet. I want her to go first. I want to do that.“Come for me, baby.” I thrust further, and she whimpered into my mouth."Hend…oh…I need more, please.”I smile wickedly, licking my lips. “And you will get it, baby.” Holding her waist, I lift her slightly and begin my ride. H
Louise Rose.What was that? I was sure I heard someone in the background calling him sugar cups?I twisted my lips, looking confused at the dead screen. I sighed as I spun back to what I was doing.I'm at the flower shop in front of Canor's convenience store. Shella has done a lot of work lately, and she's loving it here. She will be staying here in Eden from now on and will officially resign from her previous job. Her fiancé is fine with it. In fact, he believes it's better for them to be this close.It's past five in the afternoon, and it's closing time soon. Rosy seems tired lately, and they can't get her to stay awake after five. The nurses told me that her medication makes her very drowsy and causes her to fall into a deep sleep.I wonder what's wrong with her? I was sure it wasn't that bad. Her doctor mentioned that she’s fine and will get better soon, but the findings are puzzling, given Rosy’s age.I turn the lights off and shut the shop's door. I still have an hour to prepar
Hendrix.What the hell?Steph hugged me tightly, and I tried to move away, but I was cornered."I miss you so much! I'm glad you're here, Hendrix," she whispered, holding onto me tightly."Steph… hang on," I said as I tried to escape her. I was still holding my phone, and Louise was still on the line."Hey, Louise, can I call you back later, babe? Bye," I sighed and ended the call. Steph's hugs were suffocating."Oh? Are you on the call with someone?" She relaxed a little and sat down on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I checked my phone screen to ensure it was off."I need to…" I pushed her gently and stood up. I walked toward the door, eager to leave my office. My two secretaries stood at their desks and looked at me. I gave them a questioning glance, and Santa nodded toward me."Don't give the girls a hard time, sweetie. They already told me that you are on an important call, but I want to surprise you. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" She follows me closely as I
Louise Rose.Now I know.So, Hendrix's mother met Rosy and asked about me.What's her problem with me? She’s driving me crazy, and I will not back down. She wants me out of her son’s life? Oh well, that’s impossible now. I will not give up, not until Hendrix gives up first.I kept pacing back and forth, troubled by the situation. Shella was looking at me in silence, eating junk food.I had a good time with Rosy today. We had a picnic in the garden, and she loved it. She got tired after that and wanted to sleep, so we concluded the day for us, but I will be back tomorrow for lunch again."Stop walking back and forth, Louise. I'm getting fogged," she rolls her eyes backward at me."As I've said, ignore her majesty. She's hard to please, and I heard that she's bipolar. Tsk..." She jiggled her head.I halted in front of her and placed my hands on my hips. "Hendrix has a little bipolarish in him, too, but not bad," I said, twisting my lips.She laughed again. "But you still love him. Boys
Louise Rose.I tilt my head back and hold onto the side of the mattress. I can see stars. Hendrix kisses me down there, putting my entire body into flames. I could only hold back my orgasm for a little while as it came quickly."Fucking wet, babe." He hoarsely said, rising below and crawling back on top. He kissed me, and I could taste my arousal. He parted my legs using his knee, settled in between, and slowly pushed inside me."Hendrix…" I moaned, feeling all the stars again. My nails dug into the back of his skin when he started to thrust.It was rapid, full, and addicting.There's no better way to express what my body wants, as Hendrix can clearly see our desire for each other. I know this is crazy, but I couldn't stop him from wanting me. I couldn't stop this either, as it happens naturally with us.Earlier, I was thinking of how to get away from him, but here I am underneath him, and we are fucking. I tried to open a conversation, but it seemed like he knew that it was coming f
Louise Rose.Spare me, oh God.I looked at Hendrix, annoyed at what he just did. We're back now at our usual spot. Like always, he shut this area exclusively for us. The food on the table appeared appetizing, but I had lost my appetite long ago. His mother's sharp words played like a broken wireless inside my brain, and I just wanted to sleep and go home."Louise…"I blinked and looked at him again, cutting off from what I had imagined."Eat, Louise, and we will talk after this, " he ordered, putting food on my plate."How could you say that to your mother?" I said calmly.He paused, sighed softly, and tightened his jaw. "I don’t know what my mother has told you, Louise, but it’s best not to follow her advice.""She doesn't like me at all." I jerked my head up and chuckled slightly. I can't believe I'm telling this to him now."It's my choice. Your mother wants a wife that belongs to the royalty, Hendrix, and that's not me." My shoulder sagged.He dropped his fork, and it made a loud
Hendrix.It's heartwarming to get a glimpse of Louise's private life. She never mentioned anything about her mother, and I never asked. Every time we talked about families, Rosy was the only person she admired the most. Now I know the reason why. It must be hard on her. It's not easy to grow up in an environment without one parent. But I'm glad that Rosy gave Louise all the love she deserves.Rosy shared the details about Louise's mother with me. She is seeking information on her current whereabouts, and if possible, I would like to help find her before she passes away. Rosy also informed me of the heartbreaking news regarding her health.I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. I wish I could ease Rosy's pain so that she could stay longer for Louise, but her time is running out. Asking for my help to find Louise's mother was her last hope.I promised her that I would do my best to find her sister, Louise's mother, and take care of Louise no matter what happened.I st