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!"

was an idiot in his eye. Ella stamped her

up. He strode to her and held her up like grabbing a chicken, carrying

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 bathroom door was shut

she felt sick. There was something churning in her stomach. She immediately rushed to

answering a phone in

in Jimmy's. Are you coming?" Arthur was speaking with a cigarette in his

answered briefly, "I' m

"Busy?"

"Addressing my physiological needs."

"…"

mouth. "Impressive! You…you just continue." Arthur hung up. He couldn't imagine whether Aiden was as cold as he used to be when he was with a woman. He

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

headed straight to the bathroom. Opening the door, he

is sleeping by the

And still dressed!'

hot water on her with

spraying her with the shower, she burst into tears, "What on earth do you want? Why must you torture me? I've got a bad mood tonight. But you're still bullying me…I've paid you five million dollars! What do you want

desire was all gone with her cries. Her tears left him only annoyance

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

minutes later, he was well-dressed. Looking at the sleeping woman, he heaved a deep sign. This

called room services, because he couldn't stand the smell of vomiting. This suite

started to picture how those male attendant may do

even notice

of anger flashed through

room and headed straight to the bedroom, carrying

so many

didn't matter with another

into the car and warned Ella lying in the back, "If you vomit again, I'll throw you