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!"

made Aiden laugh, as if she was an idiot in his eye. Ella stamped her foot in anger, "What are you laughing

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

her with condescension, "Your smell of beer

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

a phone

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

"I' m not

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

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 he was with a woman. He trembled a

Aiden replied several emails. '20 minutes' passed,

lost his patience. Putting down his phone, he headed straight to the bathroom. Opening the door, he

sleeping

And still dressed!'

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

shower, she burst into tears, "What on earth do you want? Why must you torture

with her

her on the bed. Aiden

the sleeping woman, he heaved a deep sign. This was the first time he felt so helpless

services, because he couldn't stand the smell of vomiting. This suite was exclusive to him. He couldn't stand

the door, he started to picture how

drunken woman wouldn't even notice

hint of anger flashed through his

room and headed straight to

were so

didn't matter with

his car. He got into the car