President Daddy is not to be messed with

Luxurious Villa Hotel. A young, handsome man had just stepped out of the bathroom, his muscular waist wrapped in only a towel, exuding strength and beauty, like Apollo from the West. "Damn it." A muttered curse, the man lowered his head, looking frustrated and annoyed. He picked up his phone and dialed his assistant's number. "Get me a clean woman in here." "Young master, are you in the mood tonight?" the assistant asked. "I drank the wrong thing at the party, hurry up," his deep voice sounded impatient. "Alright, right away." In front of a sign for landscape lights, a girl in casual attire raised her head, looking at the maze-like map, feeling quite speechless. She had come here to travel, and she had somehow gotten lost. What was even more infuriating was that her phone was dead, and she hadn't seen a single soul along the way. She didn't know she had wandered into a luxury private villa area. She could only continue down one of the paths, and finally, a magnificent villa appeared in the night, giving her a glimmer of hope. Although this villa looked upscale, she had to take the risk to find her way back to her hotel. She rang the doorbell. The door opened with a click. She was taken aback, feeling that the owner of the house was being very courteous. Entering the hall, which was as luxurious and dazzling as a palace, Tang Siyu asked, "Is anyone here?" No one answered her. It couldn't be! The lights were on, and the door had clearly been opened for her. There must be someone in this villa! Could they be upstairs? Tang Siyu took a step up, and she saw the direction of the bedroom with the light on. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding, and her nervousness causing her to gulp down her saliva. She had been lost for half an hour, and if she didn't find someone to ask for directions, she would have to spend the night outdoors. "Um... Is anyone there?" She asked in English, stepping into the half-open bedroom door. Suddenly. A strong force yanked her wrist, and she was pulled into the room. And the next second, the bedroom light went out. "Ah... Who are you, and what do you want?" Tang Siyu screamed in panic, asking in Chinese. "Shut up." The man's rough voice sounded cold and ruthless. The man was speaking in Chinese. "Why did you turn off the lights?" Tang Siyu asked in extreme panic. Had she encountered a psycho killer? Did he want to harm her? "I don't want to see your face." The man's voice was disdainful and cold. The man clearly regarded her as the woman sent by his assistant for stress relief. In her terrified and confused state, Tang Siyu's body was lifted by the man, and she was thrown onto the bed with force. She screamed again, and Tang Siyu's head was spinning. The man's tall and muscular body loomed over her. "Ah..." Tang Siyu desperately pushed him. "Bastard, let go of me... Uh..." Her screams and panic were silenced by the man's dominant and forceful kiss. Because this man despised noisy and disobedient women. Since she was a plaything sent to his door, what right did she have to refuse him? He wouldn't give her any less money, and his offer was ten times more than usual. However, this casually found girl had an unexpectedly sweet fragrance, making his originally irritated mood turn greedy. Tang Siyu widened her eyes, trying to push the man off her, but to no avail. In his deep kiss, she cried, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness. She had no idea who this man was, but she could feel a strong sense of danger."