Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan simply nodded and handed her the documents that needed to be translated.

Nicole sat before the computer and threw herself into her work. Evan watched as she glanced at the documents every so often while typing away feverishly on the computer.

He smirked and walked over to her.

“Beware of your posture.”

Nicole almost jumped out of her skin at his voice. What’s wrong with my posture? she thought as she looked up at him.

Besides, why is he so concerned about my posture? I’m already sitting up straight!

Despite everything, she gave him a professional smile and thanked him for his concern before turning back to face the computer.

Did she just thank me?

Evan narrowed his eyes and began to pick on every little detail in her translation, from fonts to formatting.

Nicole began to get frustrated.

I ever do to

like royalty for the past few

Evan smirked. I bet she’s

“Mr. Seet, I would appreciate it if you could write down everything you would like me to accomplish. I’ll try my best to

“…”

is she still

you to complete the translation

Handstand?

me to type on a

messing with

Is he even sane?

such strange orders to their

definitely stirring up

him if I didn’t know

telling him to demonstrate the position for her while berating the hell out of him, but she tucked

boy from all those years ago. Besides, she needed to keep her distance

a deep breath to calm herself down and faced him with a gentle smile. “Apologies, Mr. Seet. I cannot accomplish

her temper, Evan