President's Naughty Sweetheart

After Ella entering the room, her smell of beer and barbecue made Aiden frown, who had just taken a shower.

"You didn't sleep in the middle of the night but went to drink and have barbecue?"

Hearing his question, Ella turned and raised her head to look at him. She was angry, "Tell me your name? Or your number!"

Aiden ignored her and walked to the liquor cabinet, but poured himself a cup of water. He's graceful movements was charming, even just drinking water.

"Why should I tell you?" interest shone in his eyes.

Ella took off her heels and strode to him. But he was too tall, she had to raised her head to look at him. Her courage was weakened a bit. She stepped back and yelled at him, "I'm gonna make a complaint against you!"

Watching her ridiculous behaviors, Aiden felt like having a little argument with her. He walked to the sofa with a glass in hand and sat down, strength and dominance exuding.

"Of what?"

"That you're not professional!"

He smirked, "But you enjoyed it very much last night."

"The hell with last night!" The beer gave Ella some courage to blurt out some curse words.

Aiden frowned again and hardened his voice, "I hate women who don't mind their language."

Ella didn't care at all, "Who the hell are you? It's none of your business. I just like to say so."

Aiden immediately lost the interest of chatting with her. He glanced at her, "OK, go and take a shower. I only have two hours."

His disregard and order dumbfound Ella.

Then she freaked out, "Are you sick? I'm warning you! I've paid you! Stop badgering me and give my photos back!"

in his eye. Ella stamped her

the bedroom, Aiden stood up. He strode to her and held her up like grabbing a chicken, carrying her to the

her with condescension, "Your smell of beer disgusts me. You've got ten minutes to take a

she felt sick. There was something

answering a phone in the

Are you coming?" Arthur was

"I' m not

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

up. He couldn't imagine whether Aiden was as

up, Aiden replied several emails. '20 minutes' passed, that woman hasn't

phone, he headed straight

is sleeping

And still dressed!'

angry that he grabbed her up and put her into the tub, spraying hot water on her with the shower. Ella

want? Why must you torture

all gone with her cries. Her tears left him

throwing her on

Looking at the sleeping woman, he heaved a

left, he called room services, because he couldn't stand the smell of vomiting. This suite was

started to picture

even notice if someone got her

of anger flashed

returned to the room and headed straight to the bedroom, carrying

were so many

didn't matter

seat of his car. He got into the car and warned Ella lying in the back, "If you vomit again, I'll throw you out of