President's Naughty Sweetheart

When she woke up the next morning, Ella couldn't help screaming at the sight of a man in the room. But on hearing her hoarse voice, she immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Wearing a bathrobe, Aiden seemed to have just had a shower. He said sarcastically with obvious disdain in his black eyes, "Why are you crying again in the early morning?

Didn't you cry enough last night? All the servants did not sleep well because of your noise..." After casting her a flirtatious glance, he walked towards the cloakroom.

At the moment, she was left alone in the spacious bedroom. She stood up and noticed the revealing nightdress she was wearing. 'She knew it was not her clothes!'

She wondered whether it was the clothes another woman left there. Cringing at the thought, she took the dress off at once and threw it on the carpet.

Her fair smooth skin, if not covered with teeth marks, should have been perfectly beautiful. The previous teeth marks had disappeared, thanks to the imported ointment the housekeeper gave her.

The housekeeper told her then, "This is the ointment for you from Mr. Aiden. He said he disliked scars."

So she accepted the ointment for fear that the embarrassing teeth marks would remain. Her skin recovered within just two days.

But now the marks all over her body really bothered her...

"Are you satisfied with the marks I've left on you?" Aiden was now back in the bedroom with his trousers on. He was buttoning his shirt, admiring Ella's body blatantly.

Frightened at his sudden appearance, she immediately hid beneath the quilt, showing only half her head. She asked timidly, "Last night...How did I come back?"

She didn't remember anything...

But now she affirmed one thing. Her sex dream last night was real.

body was the most direct

on makeup. You only have ten minutes. 1,000 deduction from your salary for each extra minute. Don't doubt my words. I'm not joking with you. Start timing now..." He turned back towards the

minute..." she murmured, getting up hurriedly. She grabbed the shirt Aiden had dropped on the carpet and put it

wore last night

to pass the cloakroom. Ella meant to go out ignoring him, but

reluctantly turned around, revealing her long white legs. Having a look at him, she opened the wardrobe next to him. There

were interspersed with a pile of new clothes, at least a hundred. The servant had distinguished her clothes from the new ones by

her standing stunned and motionless, Aiden looked at his designer watch, kindly

dressed. It took her only one

he suddenly remembered her unparalleled beauty last night, which was enough to worry him. Striding into

we going? I haven't put on makeup

no point! Anyway you are ugly whether you wear make-up or

She was astounded! Even if she was not extraordinarily beautiful, she grew up with compliments on her beauty

Aiden held her heels in the hand, with his suit on

went downstairs passing through the living room, several middle-aged

together with her heels, closing the door for her and going towards the driver's

his Maybach drove off

later, Aiden asked her, "What do you want for breakfast?

him angrily. 'She had to follow him in a rush just because he wanted

the time and said, "Mr. Hill, if you hurry to attend the meeting, you can go first. But why do you bring me? It's

He said coldly, "If I hadn't come to the company for you first when I came back, you would have been slept by the marketing manager

nor returned

his words startled her. She blushed and asked awkwardly, "What exactly do you mean? Manager