Arrogant President Dotes on Me novel Chapter 3

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.

Andrea was shocked and looked in great amazement a man of more handsome a lot than that in news pacing towards her. What a nobly superior power he owned!

On the spot there were also scattered models, who had to stumble out with heads down, let alone to dress themselves well.

Baron glanced at the fleeting figures and fell straight on 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 rolling.

"Strip in public! Are you into making yourself naked that much?"

He strolled with his long legs and approached her step by step, "It seems that my punishment is not enough so that you don't know who you belong to."

"What?"

Stunned, Andrea thought what did he mean?

Is that dream...

Immediately she appeared pale and fell down straightly as her legs were like taffy with clothes slipping down to the ground.

Then came the strong chest of the man, and Andrea was fiercely infected by his irresistible masculine charm as if at that night...so closed and familiar that made her trembling.