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!"

as if she was an idiot in his eye. Ella stamped

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 the

her at the thick carpet on the floor, and glanced at her with condescension, "Your smell of beer disgusts me. You've got ten minutes to take a shower." Then the bathroom door was shut with

and she felt sick. There was something churning in

answering a

Are you coming?" Arthur was speaking with a cigarette in his mouth and a glass of wine in

briefly, "I' m not

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

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 he was

up, Aiden replied several emails. '20 minutes' passed, that woman

phone, he headed straight to the bathroom. Opening the door,

sleeping

And still dressed!'

and put her into the tub, spraying hot water on her with the

you torture me? I've got a bad mood

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

wrapped her up with it, throwing her on the bed. Aiden began to put on his clothes.

sleeping woman, he heaved a

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

moment he slammed the door, he started to picture how those male attendant may do to

drunken woman wouldn't even notice if

of anger flashed

the room and headed straight to the bedroom, carrying Ella

were so many exceptions

didn't matter with

got into the car and warned Ella