Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Nicole felt her heart rate rise.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Panicked, she turned around to look at Evan. He was looking down at her intently.

“So, tell me, what’s the consequence of going on a date and drinking with another man?”

“Drinking… hold on a second.” Nicole finally wrapped her head around what was going on.

“Yes, do go on.”

“You… you shameless man! You spiked the wine?” She spluttered.

“Me? It’s not really my thing to play dirty tricks like that. In fact, there is no need for me to employ such tactics, don’t you agree?”

He ripped his mask off to reveal that elegant, charming face of his.

“Evan, you’re finally showing your face.”

Nicole gritted her teeth as she uttered those words. She could feel her body heat up as if she were in a sauna. Even her forehead was covered in sweat.

The touch of Evan’s fingers grazing her face felt cold but stimulating – something she desperately needed at that moment. His gaze was firm but gentle.

Nicole could think of was Evan’s

in her wine, it was strong and it

give in. She suppressed the urge

me. There’s no use in doing this to me.

you tell me that you

are you avoiding my questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of a happy reunion with him had been crushed again

must be fun,

then, guess I’ll play along with you. I’ll

sorrow in her eyes, Evan could tell how devastating the news of his

His heart throbbed.

that her feelings for him were

her date with Levant, or her trying to get him to take off his mask, he could

he found himself at a

was glad that he could

whispered her name softly, reaching

looked away, still trying to avoid

panting. Her face was flushed, and her pupils dilated.

need to find a way to get that substance out of your

alone!” Nicole was

it! It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let her drink it, knowing that Zackery Williams spiked the

deeply and pulled her into his