In the presidential suite.

The extremely handsome man sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed. He looked noble and elegant, and his powerful aura suppressed everything around him.

This totally made one's heart beat so much that it might explode!

Joanne stared at him. She watched as he opened his sexy thin lips and said something that was cold and heartless.

"I don't have any feelings for you. I married you to fulfill my mother's longtime wish. But we will never truly become husband and wife."

"Understand?"

Joanne blinked and her lips curved upwards. She said, "Oh, what a coincidence, I don't have any feelings for you either. Brian, shall we shake hands?"

She called him that when she was 10. However, when she said the same word 14 years later, it did not feel as familiar as it did when she was little. Her smile was still beautiful and radiant, and when she looked at him, her eyes seemed that as if she could see through his thoughts.

Brian ignored her amusing performance. He said as if he were instructing his subordinate on office matters, "Move your luggage to my house tomorrow. Stay in the guest room."

Joanne's mouth twitched. He said it as if she wanted badly to sleep with him!

This man was too arrogant, she had to do something to get her dignity back!

"Are you afraid of staying in the same room as me?" She jabbed at Brian's heart. "Are you afraid you can't control yourself?"

Her tone was aggressive, but her actions were provocative. Moreover, her skin was pale and her features exquisitely small. Coupled with a pair of peach-blossoms-like eyes which were full of innocence, she looked extremely innocent.

But would an innocent and ignorant chit say something like that?

Brian's lips curled up slightly, looking almost as if he were smiling, but not. Joanne saw a hint of a devilish charm in his eyes.

This handsome man seemed to have stretched out his black wings and turned into an arrogant demon within a split second.

Dangerous!

Joanne's long lashes fluttered and she backed away warily.

"Thinking of running?"

Brian forced Joanne into the corner of the room. He put his arms on the wall, trapping her.

The distance between the two became very close. Joanne could smell the faint scent on Brian's body. And when she looked at his handsome and sharp features, her heart started speeding up for some reason.

But how could looking at a handsome man be more important than running away?

"Oh, Brian, you don't have to lean in so closely. I've seen clearly that you're just as handsome as before!"

She smiled winningly and slowly squatted down, trying to escape.

Brian saw through her tricks and easily pulled her up. He reminded her. "Where can you run to when your Brian is watching? Hmph?"

His question was asked teasingly.

Joanne grew angry. She had her pride too. And if being nice did not work, she would use force!

"Let me go! Otherwise, I'll tell Auntie Iris that you bullied me!" Iris was the only person in the world who could make Brian fear.

Brian said blandly, "Will you tell her that I could not control myself and bullied you when we were sleeping together? Hmm?"

"Er, that's too evil. Auntie Iris won't be able to take it..."

Joanne felt like crying. Why didn't anyone tell her that Brian was so evil? How would she continue like this?!

Brian raised his brows and asked, "Is this alone considered evil?"

His hands suddenly wrapped around Joanne's waist, slowly inching up her curves-

"What about this? What's this considered then?"

Something in Joanne's mind exploded!

This was the first time a man had touched her so intimately!

Her exquisitely beautiful face grew red. Joanne breathed rapidly as she glared at Brian. "You..."

She stuttered for a while but did not manage to say anything else despite her usual sharp tongue.

"I what?" A charming curve appeared on Brian's lips. He smiled, very satisfied. "Or do you plan to tell my mother I bullied you like that?"

"Scoundrel!" Joanne picked up Brian's hand and bit down at his wrist. However, she realized that there was something wrong with the texture. She took a closer look-

He was wearing a Piaget watch worth millions, and she had bitten it.

OMG, that's so embarrassing...

She touched the tip of her nose and let go of Brian's hand, embarrassed, and then she pretended as if nothing had happened.

"Rest assured," Brian pulled back his hands and stared at Joanne. "I'm not interested in little girls."

Little girl?

He had practically insulted Joanne from head to toe. She was enraged. "You're the little one! I'm 24!"

Brian glanced at Joanne's chest and said, "You feel like a 14-year-old."

Joanne gritted her teeth in anger, and not wanting to be outdone, she said, "You feel like a four-year-old!"

"Oh?" Brian's eyebrows twitched up. "When have you touched it?"

"..." Joanne had never touched Brian, and was lost for words.

An evil yet enchanting glint of laughter filled Brian's eyes. He said, "Have you forgotten? That's alright, I'll let you touch now."

Then, he caught Joanne's hand and moved it toward his crotch...

How dared he do that!

Joanne blacked out and then shouted. "What kind of man are you, letting me touch you? If you are really good, strip and show me!"

She didn't realize what she was saying. She only regained her wits when she saw Brian strip off his suit jacket gracefully. The color of her cheeks suddenly changed from a light pink to bright red, almost as if blood could drip from them.

"Brian!" Joanne said angrily, "You're such a ruffian."

Brian smiled coldly. "Do you really think I'll let you see? Get out!"

She'd been tricked?

Joanne felt even angrier. "Why is the master bedroom yours? Do you own this hotel?"

Brian looked at Joanne, his appreciative glance also had an obvious trace of playfulness. "You're quite smart."

Joanne was speechless. Damn it!

She had already been taken advantage of by Brian. Joanne would not make any concessions this time. She quickly thought of something.

Brian saw Joanne's eccentric behavior and had a bad feeling. Just as he wanted to drag her out-

Joanne quickly jumped onto the bed, lying across it and staking a claim on the entire bed.

She smiled, very satisfied. "Brian, I don't have to say who has to leave now, do I?"

Brian narrowed his eyes and looked at Joanne dangerously.

Joanne shuddered. Luckily, Brian's mobile, which he had left in the living room, rang.

It was a personalized ringtone which indicated that it was urgent. Brian frowned, turned around and left.

Joanne let out a sigh of relief. She quickly jumped out of bed and locked the door, delightedly enjoying a night in the large master bedroom of the presidential suite.