"Aiden, let me go. My hand hurts!"
No matter how Ella shouts to him, Benjamin just didn't let her go.
He dragged her all the way to the end of the hallway. At the door of a specially designed room he stopped, input the password, and got the door open.
At the moment the door opened, he brought Ella into the room. As soon as the door closed, he stuck her with the door.
He spoke in a cold tone , " Why are you here?"
"I came with my bestie," she replied. "She came to the party for her parents."
His brow gave one pick, "Then what's with your dress?"
He stared at her clothes with his eyes fixed quite entangled.
"I had been scrubbing it for a long time after someone accidentally splashed red wine on it..."
After listening to her, his anger finally disappeared, but the fire in his heart rose.
Looking down at her delicate lips, Benjamin thought of kissing her in his office. His heart was faintly agitated.
Looking at his perfect and handsome face, her heart smashed and her face flushed. As being held for a long time, she felt that her breath began to hold, all she could smell was his good, seductive kind of scent, which made her...
Before she could struggle to leave, his lips covered hers.
Benjamin's hand slowly moved upward, making Ella get a tremble. She realized and pushed him away,"Benjamin, don't do that! We are in a stranger's house!"
"Who says it's a stranger's house?" He smiled.
She took a look at the bedroom. The style was exaggerating. It's definitely a man's.
But she just felt that it could not be Benjamin's, for the style of the room was so different from the one in his office.
But he knew the bedroom code, she asked, "Is this really your room?"
The surprise in her eyes made his black eyes tingled with a smile: "Why, you also think this bedroom doesn't match my style?"
Ella nodded.
Benjamin seemed happy to hear it,"Oh, tell me, where?"
He held her and did not let her go. Ella carefully looked around the room.
"Honestly, the style of this room is the opposite of your taste, and the person who lives in this room should be ..."
Watching her not going on, he felt more interested, "What?"
"You can't hit me or yell at me since I'm going to tell the truth." Ella is not sure whether the room is his and talked reservedly.
Benjamin chuckled, "Why would I beat you? Am I so violent?"
She thought of the foreigner. He was at least 6 feet, but was beaten down by Benjamin with one single punch. If it was her, would she be killed immediately?
What Ella was thinking directly appeared on her face. "What a fool, OK, I promise you, I won't scold or hit you, just say."
"I think the person who lives in this room is very pompous. He must be very philandering."
Benjamin chuckled out," Well, you are right."
Ella chuckled, too. "So, am I right?"
Benjamin was about to answer when his phone rang. He finally let go of her and took out the phone.
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