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!"

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

she was about to head for the bedroom, Aiden stood up. He strode to her

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

was something churning in her stomach. She immediately

a phone

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

answered briefly, "I' m not

"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

replied several emails. '20 minutes' passed, that

phone, he headed straight to the bathroom.

sleeping by the

And still dressed!'

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

on earth do you want? Why must you torture me? I've got a bad mood tonight.

spraying her. His desire was all gone with

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

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

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

the door, he started to

woman wouldn't even notice if someone got her

hint of anger flashed through his

and headed straight to the bedroom, carrying Ella

so many exceptions

didn't matter with another

got into the car and warned Ella lying in the