President's Naughty Sweetheart novel Chapter 41

When she woke up the next morning, Ella couldn't help screaming at the sight of a man in the room. But on hearing her hoarse voice, she immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Wearing a bathrobe, Aiden seemed to have just had a shower. He said sarcastically with obvious disdain in his black eyes, "Why are you crying again in the early morning?

Didn't you cry enough last night? All the servants did not sleep well because of your noise..." After casting her a flirtatious glance, he walked towards the cloakroom.

At the moment, she was left alone in the spacious bedroom. She stood up and noticed the revealing nightdress she was wearing. 'She knew it was not her clothes!'

She wondered whether it was the clothes another woman left there. Cringing at the thought, she took the dress off at once and threw it on the carpet.

Her fair smooth skin, if not covered with teeth marks, should have been perfectly beautiful. The previous teeth marks had disappeared, thanks to the imported ointment the housekeeper gave her.

The housekeeper told her then, "This is the ointment for you from Mr. Aiden. He said he disliked scars."

So she accepted the ointment for fear that the embarrassing teeth marks would remain. Her skin recovered within just two days.

But now the marks all over her body really bothered her...

"Are you satisfied with the marks I've left on you?" Aiden was now back in the bedroom with his trousers on. He was buttoning his shirt, admiring Ella's body blatantly.

Frightened at his sudden appearance, she immediately hid beneath the quilt, showing only half her head. She asked timidly, "Last night...How did I come back?"

She didn't remember anything...

But now she affirmed one thing. Her sex dream last night was real.

Her sore body was the most direct proof.

"Don't be so cheesy, Ella. Stop covering. Which part of your body I haven't seen? Get dressed and put on makeup. You only have ten minutes. 1,000 deduction from your salary for each extra minute. Don't doubt my words. I'm not joking with you. Start timing now..." He turned back towards the cloakroom.

"A deduction of 1,000 for each minute..." she murmured, getting up hurriedly. She grabbed the shirt Aiden had dropped on the carpet and put it on.

The black gown she wore last night had been torn into rags...

To get out of the bedroom she had to pass the cloakroom. Ella meant to go out ignoring him, but Aiden stopped her, saying, "The servant has put your clothes in my wardrobe."

She reluctantly turned around, revealing her long white legs. Having a look at him, she opened the wardrobe next to him. There were really a row of women's clothes, which were hard to tell if one did not look closely.

Because her old clothes were interspersed with a pile of new clothes, at least a hundred. The servant had distinguished her clothes from the new ones by color.

Seeing her standing stunned and motionless, Aiden looked at his designer watch, kindly reminding her, "Five minutes have passed."

His words prompted Ella into picking clothes swiftly. She even broke her record of getting dressed. It took her only one minute to put on the clothes, and then she rushed into the bathroom with a designer makeup case.

But he suddenly remembered her unparalleled beauty last night, which was enough to worry him. Striding into the bathroom, he pulled her arm and walked out.

"Where are we going? I haven't put on makeup yet..."

"There's no point! Anyway you are ugly whether you wear make-up or not!