Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Since they were once again in close proximity to one another, she took the opportunity to observe his face closely. Her heart seemed to skip a beat before it began to thump faster, as her blood roared through her veins. She had to admit to herself that his sharp and chiseled features really were like a work of art. It was not a surprise that many women were willing to throw themselves at his feet.

It was just too bad that his expression was always so cold and emotionless.

Even while carrying such an attractive woman like herself, his gaze remained staring ahead fixedly. Never once did his eyes stray to her form. How very vexing! If it weren’t for our children, I would’ve definitely suspected that there was something fundamentally wrong about, seeing as you are a man!

“Do you like my face that much?” his low voice cut into her thoughts easily.

She coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment at getting caught staring at his face. “I’m just curious about why you’re doing this.”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

A silence ensued.

Nicole’s delicate eyebrows creased in a small frown.

Evan lowered his gaze to look at her, noting how her thin lashes had fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. Her smooth, pale skin seemed to glow with an inner light.

While he was reluctant to actually compliment her, he had to grudgingly admit that she was considered quite a gorgeous woman. The intelligence that shone in her big, doe eyes was rather alluring, a far cry from the normally dull look in most people’s eyes.

However, she had ruthlessly abandoned Kyle, without a moment of hesitation. She had even found another man and had his children.

The softness that had entered his eyes as he took in her beauty vanished in an instant, a murderous intent soon replacing it.

realizing it,

where are you

taken her past the living room and was currently heading

to the backyard? What is he planning now? Is he going to lock me up?

kinds of terrible ideas scurried through her mind as she

with a dark and foreboding expression on his face. The menacing aura that he had exuded had caused

are

he scoffed and replied with

of your life! I’m his Mommy, the woman he’s been dying to

told him who you were!” The hard tone in his voice was

if she had been one second slower, an ‘accident’

my death. Or maybe I’ll slip into that pond over there and

hundred and one ways for Lucifer to kill her

at her, he continued on

Seet, how long are you going to be

impatient. We’re

around warily,

Seet, a-are we

did not answer her

“B-be careful!”