My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 57

“WE’RE VERY SORRY, Mr. President. Please accept our sincere apology for our action,” the receptionist apologized.

“Next time, treat her as one of your bosses here.”

My heart automatically stopped because of what he said. It was as if something was tickling my stomach that I could not understand.

He asked for the key to his presidential suite, which they immediately gave him.

“I’ll expect your resignation letter tomorrow morning at my table,” he ordered in a harsh and rude tone.

Before I could speak, Lawrence pulled me away from there. I feel sorry for them. In fact, they are not at fault. It is also not a valid reason that they did that to be fired.

“You shouldn’t have done that to your employees!” I held on to his arm since we entered the suite.

I was shocked when he looked at me. His face seems so dark and critical. His strong jawline clenched so hard. I know that he has been preventing his anger from their mansion.

He scrubbed his stubble jaw and muttered a curse sharply.

“Please, don’t dump your anger on your employees.” I still manage to control my voice even if I’m scared inside.

“What I have will be yours one day. I will not allow the woman I will marry to be treated like that by the people I just pay!” My face began to heat up. My heart blushed. I felt like I was short of air in the chest, and I couldn’t speak because of what he said.

His eyes were gleaming with amusement. His anger seemed to dissolve quickly.

“I’m not expecting anything from you. What I’m trying to say is—” My words left hanging because of what he did next.

He took off his Armani suit one by one, then he loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt in front of me.

My spine stiffens. “W-what are . . . you doing?”

He glanced at me and then continued what he was doing right in front of me. Oh, God! He then finally got half-naked. My lips parted. I felt my chest tear, and my heart came out in shock.

I swallowed hard, trying not to intimidate my nerves as I watched his broad shoulders and how strong they are like a farm boy.

My knees wanted to shake when he wet his lips. His hand slid down slowly to his waist and clawed his finger at the edge of his clad-trouser.

I breathe heavily, but my heart jumps even more when he starts to detach the belt of his pants. I bite my tongue and wait for his next move, but he suddenly stopped. His lips curve up into a smirk. “I’m taking a quick shower,” he says softly.

“Ow-kay . . .” I replied and cut my gaze at him.

I quickly turned my back on him and paid more attention to the interior of the room. I feel the heat rush upon both my cheeks. Damn it! Why does he even have to undress in front of me?

I feel the numbness of my whole body because of his closeness to me. His heat was already scorching my back. His arm wrapped around my waist even more.

“Rence . . .”

I flinch as an unrestrained delight overwhelmed me. I want to blame myself for why my body responds this way to his simple attachment to me.