Arrogant President Dotes on Me

Andrea approached to the dressing table, trying to cover herself as much as possible, thus she could take off her clothes one by one.

People around her were all buried in their own things, without any attention on her.

In this way, Andrea felt less shamed than before, and the moment she was about to put on her skirt, there was a heavy scream at the entrance of backstage.

"God! Who are you?"

"What are you gonna to do here?"

Suddenly, a flock of black bodyguards broke in, scaring the models immediately to cover their bodies with clothes.

"The boss requests you all go out instantly!"

On knowing it was the order of the boss, all models dared not say anything, and trotted their ways out with wearing clothes at random.

The skirt Andrea designed was not easy to put on so Andrea tried to be dressed while walking outside the door when more and more people had already gone out.

However one of bodyguard stopped her, "Miss Anderson, wait please."

Andrea raised her head up, only to find that all bodyguards had stood in two rows in front of herself with a neat ninety-degree bow.

And stood...at the end of the array.

man of more handsome a lot than that in news pacing

models, who had to stumble out with heads down, let alone to dress themselves

Andrea who was dumbstruck. While looking further down, he saw her bare collarbone and pink underwear, which made his eyes darkened immediately with a dangerous rage

Are you into making yourself naked that

legs and approached her step by step, "It seems that my

"What?"

what did he

Is that dream...

down straightly as her legs were like taffy with clothes slipping

strong chest of the man, and Andrea was fiercely infected by his irresistible

out everything happened at that night was true! Unbelievable! Thus Andrea regarded it

disconcerted, and said

"Me? Or you

chest of a man

was not the matter of shame, but humiliation without any

a case where she was tightly chained by two powerful arms while struggling to

bastard! Loose me! I told you I'd

clung to her with his eyes getting darker and darker. Andrea, almost naked, was still writhing in his chest, which

know whether you are the mistress

took her up to the dresser, and pressed her with his tall