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 foot in anger, "What

was about to head for the bedroom, Aiden stood up.

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

down, and she felt sick. There was something churning in her stomach.

a phone in the

coming?" Arthur was speaking with a cigarette in his mouth

"I' m not

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

in his mouth. "Impressive! You…you just continue." Arthur hung up. He couldn't imagine whether Aiden was as cold as he used to

emails. '20 minutes' passed, that woman

he headed straight to the bathroom. Opening the

is sleeping

And still dressed!'

spraying hot water on her with

do you want? Why must you torture me? I've got a bad mood tonight. But you're still bullying me…I've paid you five million dollars! What do you want

her. His desire was all gone with her cries. Her tears

her on the bed. Aiden began to put on his clothes. His plan of

at the sleeping woman, he heaved a deep

stand the smell of vomiting. This suite was exclusive to him. He couldn't stand any

he started to picture how those male

notice

flashed through his dark

to the room and headed

so many exceptions

matter with

bag into the back seat of his car. He got into the car and warned Ella lying