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.

it,

Seet, where are

room and was

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

mind as she began to watch him

expression on his face. The menacing aura that he had exuded had caused

Seet, just what are you intending to

and replied with a sneer,

a hair on my head and Kyle will hate you for the rest of your life! I’m his Mommy, the woman he’s been dying to

you were!” The hard tone in his voice was enough to cut through diamonds, as

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

fall to my death. Or maybe I’ll slip into

conclusion was that there were a hundred and one ways for Lucifer to

he continued

you going

impatient.

warily,

a-are we going up

did not answer her

“B-be careful!”