Grace blushed as she sat on the soft carpet beside the hotel bed. She adjusted her glasses nervously, stealing glances at the man lying on the large bed. He had a strikingly handsome face and a well-built physique. His entire presence radiated the aura of a Prince Charming, leaving her feeling flustered and uneasy.
The man's deep-set eyes, prominent nose, and slightly pursed thin lips were enough to make anyone's heart race. His short, neatly styled hair clung to his temples. Even in his sleep, his cold and intimidating aura lingered, making seem untouchable.
As Grace continues to observe him, the frowned slightly, his breathing uneven. His face flushed faintly, as if he were in discomfort.
Startled, Grace immediately came to her senses and hurried to his side, leaning closer to check on him.
The man's eyelids fluttered, and he opened his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of mist and redness. His usual imposing demeanor had melted into something almost dangerous.
He squinted at Grace, who was nervously staring at him at the bedside, and asked in confusion, "You are..." His voice was hoarse.
Grace tried to soften her tone and said, "President Ethan, I... I'm Grace. You were drunk at the party..."
"Grace? Are you Grace?" The man's eyes moved slightly and he looked at her blankly.
Grace blinked and blushed even more under his gaze. "Yes... yes, I'm Grace. President Ethan, you..."
A hint of darkness flashed across the Ethan's eyes. Without warning, he sat up, reached out, and gently grabbed her chin. He pulled her closer, his lips brushing against hers.
"!"
Grace was so frightened that she lost her balance and fell into his arms. Both of them fell onto the big bed.
In desperation, her glassed were knocked off, leaving her vision blurry. Startled, she tried to push herself away from him, placing her hands firmly on his chest.
Ethan realized her intention and wrapped his big hand around her. He held her tightly and turned over, pressing her under his body.
Her lips were blocked, and Grace was kissed so hard that she was in a daze and could not move.
"Grace... Grace, you are so beautiful..." Ethan murmured.
Grace's face was pale. "It hurts..."
She held the pristine sheet with both hands and tears streaming down her face..
In the luxurious presidential suite, the enthusiasm lasted for most of the night...
Ge ?? ~
Around five o'clock in the morning, Grace opened her eyes. On the big bed of the hotel, she stared at the ceiling in the soft light and was stunned.
She didn't wear any clothes. She felt sore all over and her throat was slightly swollen. There was a man lying beside her, who was also naked.
She had a one-night stand with this man.
Moreover, it happened when she was half- parried, so she could not blame anyone else.
She had slept with the president!
Yes, that's it!
This president was none other than Ethan Hayes, the CEO of Sterling Enterprises, a powerful, wealthy man.He was the high and mighty president of the company. He was handsome and rich. Women were definitely keen on him. It might be very normal for him to have such a one-night stand.Meanwhile she was just an ordinary hotel guest manager. She knew this very well. When he woke up, he will think that she had orchestrated this to trap him? Would he despise her?
Therefore, she felt embarrassed and couldn't bear the idea of being misunderstood. She needed to leave before he woke up and made things worse. She sneaked away like turtle retreating into its shell, leaving no trace behind.