Angela Su slammed the door to her suite shut. The heavy stomping of her feet thudded on the floor and then she let her back fall on the white soft bed.
"Ugh!" she groaned, frustrated at what just happened. She pushed herself up and whipped her head towards the tall glass window where the beachfront was supposed to be and she scoffed, "Who does he think he is?"
The expression on Gael's face from earlier flashed in her mind. He was looking at her from head to toe, judging her appearance while his eyes lingered on her breasts unabashedly. She got even more infuriated.
Getting up from the bed, she strolled to her bathroom, washed herself and the top that was stained with the punch. After that, she quickly threw on another comfortable white beach dress and brought the wet top out to the balcony where she hung it up to dry.
