
“Hurtful..”.
“Do not dare to move.”
“Please stay away from me. Don't.. AHHHHH..”.
Inside the luxurious Presidential Suite, clothes were strewn across the floor. That night was very quiet. Adeline Miller was quietly lying on the bed. Her clear black eyes stared fixedly at the bathroom door, and her little hands were hidden under the covers, rubbing the sheets tightly.
With a "clattering" sound, the bathroom door opened and a burly man walked out scented with a bath gel. He didn't even see anyone in bed. He leaned over and picked up the clothes on the floor. Then, he walked to the mirror and slowly put them on one by one.
"Sir ..." Adeline called out to the man in a low voice while looking at his wide and sturdy back.
"Yes." Yeah." The man did not look. He only replied in an indifferent voice.
"I ... Next time .. I won't do it. I can pay for my sister's medical expenses now." He said in a low voice. His long eyelashes drooped, his eyes full of shame.
Hearing that, the man paused for a moment while tying his tie, then gently cursed his thin lips.
"Good!" He said without a facial expression, he took the suit and quickly put it on.
“Drink the cure.” Her words reminded Adeline who was in bed.
He subconsciously turned to look at the bedside table, where the assheters were placed, he was already used to this kind of arrangement, after coming into contact***, he obediently took the medicine. He never needed it to be reminded of, and he rarely mentioned it on purpose. But today, after she said goodbye to him, she actually brought it up. This surprised him a little, but when he thought about it again, he felt relieved.
After all, no one would refuse to get involved with such an important figure like him. Raising his head, he wanted to tell her that he would obediently take the medicine.
So he doesn't have to worry. However, he discovered that he had left the bedroom and disappeared from his sight. Two years later. The Star Hotel conference room in Milan.
"Adeline, have you checked the presidential room? There's nothing wrong with that, right? guests will arrive at three this afternoon. "General Manager Damon Pope tapped the pen in his hand, and asked with a serious expression.
Adeline nodded, "Yes, no problem. It's just ... "
" What? "Looking at his doubts, Damon asked.
" Respect of customer ... We don't know about guest information. How can we send someone to pick them up? ”Kata Adeline's.
Damon waved his hand,“ You don't need to pick them up, because the guest trip this time is confidential, so the information we get is very limited. However, what we can say is that this person is an important figure who no one dares to be offended by. All of you must be vigilant and serve him well. Did you hear me?"
Everyone answered in unison.
“After the meeting, the household department and catering department confirmed the menu for the Presidential Suite that night. We have to make sure that this reception is complete and flawless. "
After Damon finished giving instructions, he threw the pen in his hand and was about to leave. Someone anxiously rushed to the meeting room.
" General Manager Damon, that distinguished guest has arrived early. He was now at the entrance, preparing to go down. " Bob from the Protocol Department gasped for breath as he reported.