Mr. Rude President's Secret
he asked.
“Because the lady is curious, Prez. Won’t you help her with it?” Rohan’s voice sounded pleading.
“You don’t have to,” I quickly announced. “I mean, I don’t want to impose. I just want a quick explanation not a demonstration.” I glared at Rohan who seemed to be enjoying his time challenging the president.
“Shhh, that’s fine Daniella,” he waved his hands. “The president here doesn’t want to bring his members down, especially yo—”