Secret Crush

Along the corridor of the hotel, two beautiful women were pushing and pulling at each other. Several cleaners passing by couldn't help but look at them.

"Astrid, I don't think this is a good idea!"

A beautiful woman in a light blue dress was hesitant about going into the room while a woman in a black shirt pushed her forward.

"What's the matter now? I think Veron is drunk. Would you rather another woman take care of him? Stop being silly! This is your chance! Grab it! Just take care of him for a whole night. Nothing else! I'm sure he will appreciate that. He'll probably talk to you tomorrow and confess to you or something," The women in black widened her eyes and snapped.

"But..."

Leila Song was still a little hesitant but Astrid Li had already pushed her into the room. "It's fine," she said. "Just take care of him!"

Astrid Li promptly slammed the door shut. She then turned, grabbed a baseball cap from her bag and placed it at the top of her head, a faint and evil smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She then took her phone out and sent a message. When everything was ready, she fixed her cap so that it covered her face and walked away.

Meanwhile, Leila Song was already inside the room, her heart beating fast. She turned the light on, trying to gather herself. She figured she was just going to take care of Veron and that was it—no more, no less.

After taking several breaths to calm herself down, she finally walked further inside the room.

A man lay on the bed—his white shirt tight around his body. He smelled heavily of alcohol which made Leila frown. She thought to herself, 'Why did Veron drink so much?'

Still, she had some strange feeling stirring up in her chest. She walked toward the bed, stood by it and lowered her head to examine his face closely.

When the man's face came to her view, she was taken aback. He was handsome and his cheeks were tinged with a red hue—probably from the alcohol. He had an evil and knowing look to his face. He was definitely the most handsome man Leila had seen and this man was definitely not Veron Lian. 'Did Astrid take me to the wrong room?'

Before she could react, she saw that the man in bed suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her with his deep, black eyes.

*****

The warm sunshine shone through the curtains. The woman curling up in the man's arms slightly opened her eyes.

Leila Song froze as she stared at his handsome face. Suddenly, all her memories came flooding back to her. She squealed as she grabbed the quilt tightly and moved backwards.

squeal and opened his eyes rather furiously. He rubbed his forehead and stared at Leila, watching the shift of expression on her face.

I'm not letting you get away with

with resentment, her voice hoarse. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying

squint at her. Without saying a word, he

How arrogant!" Leila Song held the quilt so tightly

and grabbed his checkbook and a pen. He swiftly scribbled something before tearing the check off and throwing it

at him. "What do you mean? Do you think l care about your money? Well, for your information, the last

looked back at her calmly. If one looked

her body. Flushing, she quickly grabbed it so she could cover herself again. "What are you looking at? Do you really think I'm going to let you get away with this?" she shouted at

Max Mu, then thought of something. He knew that he'd enjoyed his night with this woman regardless of how she was acting now. Although he couldn't

by sitting back. He forcibly pulled her into his arms.

"Be my woman."

She turned her head and stretched out her arms to create some distance

away and she was afraid that he would do

irresistible. She wasn't as beautiful as he'd thought she was but she had delicate features that he loved. Her sexy collarbone only aroused Max further. He then lowered his head to cover her mouth

You... I... I agree. You go take

didn't stop until she mumbled and laughed softly.

her mouth. She was just tricking him. Once she had the chance, she would call the police so they could arrest

marks on her arms would then be exposed so she grabbed his coat and

the bathroom, he couldn't find the woman anymore. And his coat was gone.

phone buzzed. He ran a towel through his hair as he

Mr. Mu. I'm downstairs right now but reporters are swarming the place. They don't seem to be here for you so I

hearing this, he was unable to move. He then glanced toward the bed as he realized something. In a low voice,

line was slightly

in the hotel. It was easy to tell what was going on so others couldn't help but

number of reporters. She quickly turned around to

reporters