CEO's Bad Girl

VIP Suite 3061, Four Seasons Hotel.

Harriet Lopes looked coldly at two naked people entangled in front of her.

Steve Youngblood, her boyfriend, was a famous singer and actor in Sea City. Unexpectedly, he hooked up with his assistant... Candice Gordon! With no clothes on, she hid behind Steve and showed a smug expression.

"Harriet, I'm sorry, but we couldn't help ourselves..."

"Shut up!"

Steve growled and looked at Harriet. His face turned ghastly pale, "Harriet..."

"Get dressed!"

Harriet frowned and gritted her teeth, "You're disgusting!"

...

Outside the room, Harriet couldn't help shuddering.

As Steve's agent, she took care of everything for him. To her surprise, when she was hustling for his business, the man did such a thing behind her back!

"Harriet." Steve came out.

Harriet turned back, raised her hand, and slapped Steve squarely in the face.

A crispy slap came out!

Steve was shocked, "Harriet, you hit me?"

"Yeah." Harriet looked furiously at him, "You think I like to hit a lowlife like you? Disgusting!"

Steve turned livid and fell into silence.

"Yah! How could you hit people?"

Candice rushed out and glared viciously at Harriet.

"Nasty? Only a flawed woman like you would find this kind of thing nasty! I'm not as good as you in all aspects! But at least I'm a woman! Woman, you know what I'm saying? You don't know sexual love yet blame your man for cheating on you?"

Harriet was stunned and lost for words.

Yes, she was defective.

Steve and she had been together for two years. They quite got along, but... she couldn't have sex with him. Even kissing made her stomach churn!

It was a kind of psychological disorder, and the psychiatrist described it as a heart knot. Harriet, however, didn't get it and knew not how her heart knot was caused.

She was so perplexed that even her voice became faint.

She looked at Steve, "You even told her about that?"

The man dropped his eyes without saying anything.

"Humph." Candice sneered, "Harriet, you pushed Steve to me. He's a normal man. You tell me, who would just hold hands and hug girlfriends?"

Harriet gritted her teeth. The silent man made her simmering with anger.

"Steve, speak!"

Steve lifted his eyes and spoke blandly, "What could I say? It's the truth."

"Argh..."

Harriet was pissed. She was indeed flawed, but who vowed to protect her and be there for her? If he couldn't accept it, he could break up with her! Now he cheated on her and blamed her?

"Fine." Harriet clenched her hands and forced a smile, "Then I wish you two a happy life! We're done! Listen up, Steve, I dumped you!"

Following her words, she turned around, pulled open the door, and got out.

The shameful pair was shut behind!

...

Heaven on Earth Club.

Harriet got drunk and stood in front of the bathroom.

"Belch!"

Harriet hiccupped and pointed at the sign above.

She muttered, "Pants are men, and dress women."

She looked down at her slim fit jeans and drunkenly laughed, "Haha... pants, I'm a man today!"

While speaking, she entered the bathroom, the one with the men's sign.

Harriet stood blankly in front of the urinal. How... did this work? Why there wasn't a toilet seat?

In the bathroom, Mervyn Brook was unzipping his pants.

Then he noticed something wrong. What the hell, a woman?

"Tsk!" Harriet smacked her lips, patted Mervyn on the shoulder, looked at the urinal, and...

She was very calm.

Mervyn stiffened. The corner of his mouth twitched, and his hand trembled.

"Dude, this thing, how does it work?"

Mervyn pulled a long face. What did she mean? Was she asking...

"Eh?" Harriet frowned and glared at him. Under intoxication, her delicate cheeks looked rosy, "Teach me! New product, huh? I don't know how to use it!"

Oh, she meant the urinal?

Mervyn's face went black. He narrowed his eyes when he saw Harriet's face...!

Mervyn narrowed his eyes. Did she see him?

Didn't she? Or... she was faking it?

After so many years, He hadn't expected to meet her again at such a place!

But... there was something different about her.

The corner of Mervyn's mouth curved up playfully, "It works the way you usually use it."

"... Oh, thanks." Harriet nodded and then started to take off her pants.

Mervyn watched her unbutton the brass buttons of her jeans. Her pink underwear with a Hello Kitty pattern was exposed.

Mervyn felt parched, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Then footsteps came in from outside, followed by the laughter of drunken men.

Mervyn was shocked. Her jeans were still hanging at her crotch!

All of a sudden, he threw his arm around her waist and dragged her into a cubicle.

"Ah!" Harriet burst into tears. Her voice sounded drunkenly tantalizing, "What are you doing? Boohoo, full bladder; I need to pee!"

Mervyn lowered his head and glared at her, "Don't move!"

To his surprise, Harriet obeyed and leaned against his chest.

Mervyn looked at the person in his arms. She was so... beautiful!

Her curly hair spread casually on her shoulders like a mass of ink, which set off her porcelain cheeks. Her features were very delicate, and her chocolate eyes glittered. There was a thin layer of cream on her full lips, and her skin-tight jeans attenuated her long straight legs.

This woman was drop-dead gorgeous.

It looked like... she grew taller?

1.67 meters in height, Harriet was not short but looked petite in front of the 1.88-meter-tall Mervyn.

"Mm!" Harriet frowned, squirmed uneasily, and whined, "So uncomfortable!"

Suddenly, nausea assaulted her... She was going to puke!

"Barf!" Harriet covered her mouth.

"Hey!" Sensing her bad condition, Mervyn immediately lifted the toilet lid, "Throw up here!"

But it was too late...

"Barf!" Harriet pounced on him and ran him over on the toilet lid. Her head dropped straight to his abdomen...

Mervyn's pupils contracted abruptly, and the corner of his mouth twitched. A stream of dampness assailed him! And a pungent smell permeated the air.

Mervyn lost his composure, gritted his teeth, and growled, "Damn girl!"

"Mmm, Mmm..." Oblivious to everything, Harriet hummed comfortably after vomiting.

While Mervyn was fuming, the door of the cubicle wobbled open a seam... It was not neatly closed.

When the incomers saw them, they whistled, "Dude, doing it, huh? Feels good?"

"Get lost!"

Mervyn was hopping mad. Hell good!

As he got up, Harriet lost her balance and collapsed to the floor.

Mervyn knitted his eyebrows, looked at her beautiful face... and stretched out for her.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Harriet raised her arm and glared viciously at Mervyn.

Huh! He laughed. No touching? Fine, no touching! Like he cared.

Mervyn drew back his hand, but Harriet pounced on him and threw her arms around his neck, "Hubby, but I can touch you!"

Hubby?

Mervyn stiffened. She already... got married?

Harriet hung on to him, "Honey, boohoo, I feel so sick!"

Mervyn turned sullen, "What has it got to do with me?"

"Boohoo, you're so mean!" Under the intoxication, her eyes went red. Full of grievances, she pouted at him.

As an idea crossed his mind, his Adam's apple rolled.

All of a sudden, he picked her up in his arms...

In a luxurious presidential suite, Mervyn threw Harriet into a bathtub.

His action was a sign of his exasperation!

"Poof..." Harriet sank into the water, gulped in bathwater, and coughed, "Cough!"

Her slender arms clung to the edge of the bathtub, and her head resurfaced. She had a pair of fox's eyes and looked more seductive when she smiled. Now her head was messed by the alcohol, and she somehow leered at Mervyn.

Seductive coquette!

In this aspect, she hadn't changed.

"Hey." Now her cheeks were rosy, and she spoke in a sassy voice, "Are you trying to get me wet?"

Mervyn curled up his lips, snorted, and replied in a meaningful tone, "Aren't you wet already?"

... She was wet in the water!

Harriet crooked her finger, "Come here."

Her pretty face looked seductive...

His Adam's apple rolled, and he bent down.

Harriet exhaled in his ear, "I only need you to answer a question. If you get it right, I'll let you pick me up!"

"Oh?" Mervyn narrowed his eye and raised his tone, "Why should I?"

"Well?" Harriet was hypnotized, "Because I'm pretty!"

"Yuck." Not impressed, Mervyn sneered.

He looked down at her chest, "Yeah? I don't think so. Here, aren't they a bit flat?"

"Flat?" Exacerbated, Harriet regarded it as a challenge to her charm.

With a start, she rose from the water. Her wet clothes stuck to her body, setting off her curvy figure.

While Mervyn was wondering about her action, she raised her hand, put it on her chest... and then jerked downward!

Not over yet...

She grabbed his hand and jerked it to her chest with a slap!

Damn, what a sensation from his palm!

His pupils contracted abruptly ...and became fervent! He was turned on, and it must be vented out...

Somehow, Harriet grinned, "How is it? How does it feel? Still flat? Am I pretty enough for you?"

"Mm, you're fine." Mervyn threw his arm around her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Mm." Harriet whined, put her hands on his chest, and complained, "So hard, like a rock..."

Mervyn curled up his lips, lowered his head, kissed her on her earlobe, and blew air, "You like it?"

"Mm..." Harriet mumbled deliriously, "What?"

Mervyn's eyes went dim. He could wait no more.

"Now, I'm picking you up!"

"Huh?" Harriet narrowed her eyes and struggled uncomfortably in his tight embrace and her wet clothes, unaware that her action added fuel... to his fire of desire!

She lifted her head but couldn't see his dashing face clearly, "Answer me, am I pretty? Sexy? Do you like me?"

Why did she ask such a question? Did her husband cheat on her? Was she drunk because of... her husband?

"You're pretty and sexy. I like you!"

Mervyn gritted his teeth, scooped her up from the water, and supported her... Losing her balance, she instinctively clasped his waist with her legs and threw her arms around his neck. Her eyes were misty, blank, and innocent.

His deep eyes reflected her stunning appearance.

As his Adam's apple rolled, Mervyn swiftly clasped the back of her head and pressed his thin lips down.

"Mmm..." Harriet whined but somehow didn't feel sick!