Bossy President You Are So Bad

It was already bright outside the window.

Becca was woken up because of the dazzling sunlight. She opened her eyes and saw the handsome face beside her. They got so close that she could felt the breath of him. What happened?

Her mind was completely blank. Who's this guy? Why did they sleep on the same bed?

She tried to push him away but she found she was tightly captured by his arm across her waist, as if he was afraid that she might escape.

"Are you awake?" Kelvin opened his eyes as well because he was awakened by the moves of the woman in his arms.

"Who are you?" Becca became panicked. She was angry because of her fiancé, Albert, so she went to the bar for a drink. Her memory was hazed but she remembered she asked the waiter to introduce a man to her.

'So, is he the man she chose last night?'

"You didn't ask who I am when you swiped your card to pay for me." Kelvin loosened her and got up.

As he stood up, some scars on his bronzed skin were exposed to her. They had been healed for a long time but she could imagine what the bone-cut wounds looked like.

He was naked. Becca covered her eyes subconsciously, but she peeped at him through the gaps between her fingers.

She had never seen a naked man in reality before. Her friend Janet Wilson had given her some porns before, but she thought this man's physique was much hotter than those actors...

Becca moved herself slightly and was stricken by a prickle of pain as if her body was crushed by car wheels.

No wonder people always said it was easier said than done.

"Well," she could not think clearly right now. She was too drunk last night to remember anything, except for her hanging on his body like an octopus.

So what people said about alcohol and sex was true! She fell into deep regrets, wanting to punch herself on her head.

But what could she do now? Had she paid him? The money in her card was supposed to be sufficient for a night. But how embarrassing it was! Could she leave just like that? What if he used this accident to blackmail her? If other people knew she had a one-night stand, it would be hard for her to clarify herself.

"Your skills were not bad." Becca squeezed her words out of her throat. In television dramas, she knew men often light a cigarette and praise women after they have sex. She did not smoke, so she chose to praise him.

Kelvin stopped putting on his clothes and turned around, looking straight at her.

She was so adorable, he thought. She could even make comments on his skills after what happened last night. Recollecting how she looked last night, however, he decided to pass over it. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." He replied politely.

"You can leave first." She waved her hand at him and then hid under the quilt. She looked at Kelvin with her big eyes, "I like you. Next time if I'm in need I will come again."

'No! Never! This brutal man made me uncomfortable from head to toe. I would never see him again for the rest of my lifetime, even though he is handsome and sexy.'

Raising his eyebrows, Kelvin did not nail her lie. He gave her a smile.

"OK," he said, "I'm looking forward to your next visit, Miss Garcia."

Miss Garcia? Becca was upset. Did she even tell him her name?

After getting dressed, Kelvin went out and the room turned quiet. Becca huddled up under the quilt, completely hiding herself.

"Ah! Oh my God!" She screamed, "Becca Garcia, are you insane?"

All was screwed up. She planned to drink to refresh her mood as a punishment to Albert, but she slept with another man.

Becca gradually got used to the pain. She got up, cleaned, and dressed herself. All she wanted was to get out of here.

But as soon as she opened the door, she was shocked by a row of men in black.

And they bowed to her.

"Good morning, Madam."0000