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

wine, it was

suppressed

to me. There’s no use in

didn’t you tell me that

scary mask of yours? Why are you avoiding my questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of

fun, playing with my

play along with you. I’ll

Evan could tell how devastating the news of

His heart throbbed.

all too well that her feelings for him were genuine

her trying to get him to take off his mask, he could also

he found himself at a loss for

could finally show himself,

whispered her name softly, reaching out for

away, still

face was flushed, and her pupils dilated.

we need to find a way to get that substance out of your system first. I’ll listen to everything

Nicole was

shouldn’t have let her drink it, knowing that Zackery Williams spiked

deeply and pulled her into