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!"

stamped her foot in anger, "What are you laughing at? Where are the photos? Where's

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

the thick carpet on the floor, and glanced at her with condescension, "Your smell of beer disgusts me. You've got ten minutes to

was something churning in her stomach. She immediately

a phone

playing cards in Jimmy's. Are you coming?" Arthur was

answered briefly, "I' m

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

hung up. He couldn't imagine whether Aiden

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

phone, he headed straight to the bathroom.

sleeping

And still dressed!'

her with the shower. Ella woke up soon. But she was so drunk

torture

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

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

later, he was well-dressed. Looking at the sleeping woman, he heaved a deep sign. This was the first time he felt so helpless

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

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

wouldn't even notice if

hint of anger flashed

to the room and headed straight to the

were so

didn't matter with another

car and warned Ella lying in the back, "If you vomit