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!"

Ella stamped her foot in anger, "What are you laughing at? Where are the

for it. When she was about to head for the bedroom, Aiden stood up. He strode to her and held her up like grabbing a chicken, carrying her to

beer disgusts me. You've got ten minutes to take a shower." Then the bathroom door

down, and she felt sick. There was something

answering a phone in the

cards in Jimmy's. Are you coming?" Arthur was speaking with a cigarette in his

answered briefly, "I' m

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

a "pooh", spewing the wine in his mouth. "Impressive! You…you just continue." Arthur hung up. He couldn't imagine whether Aiden was as cold as he used to be when

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

patience. Putting down his phone, he headed straight to the

is sleeping

And still dressed!'

put her into the tub, spraying hot water on her with the shower. Ella woke up soon. But she was

do you want? Why must you torture me? I've got a bad mood tonight. But you're still bullying me…I've

with her cries. Her

with a towel and wrapped her up with it, throwing her on the bed.

at the sleeping woman, he heaved a deep sign. This was the

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

slammed the door, he started to picture how those

notice if

flashed

headed straight to the bedroom,

so many exceptions

matter with another

threw Ella and her bag into the back 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 my