Chapter 41: Do you still think I'm nice?

As the sun peeked through the slightly parted curtain, its warm hues illuminated the luxurious room that exuded elegance and comfort.

With a frown, Diego stirred from his sleep. He opened his eyes slowly; he had never slept peacefully for a long time. His frown deepened as he tried to recall what had happened last night. As he made to leave, a fragile hand around him gave him pause.

His sight caught Candy's head gently placed on his chest as she slept. What the hell?! What was she doing in his room? She was naked, and half of her body was covered with the quilt.

Last night's memories flooded in...

"Hey Candy, can I?" His words rang in his head. He also recalled how he had asked her to stay and how gentle he was last night. That was crazy of him!

"Fuck," he cursed, slowly removing her hand from himself. Swinging his feet to the ground, a hangover hit him hard, and he groaned.

"Happy birthday, Mr. President!" He recalled how his employees had chorused those words. The anger that was sup