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

wine, it was strong and

in. She suppressed the urge to embrace Evan, brushing his hand

There’s no use in doing this to me.

tell me that you are

following me around, donning that scary mask of yours? Why are you avoiding my questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of a happy reunion with him had been crushed again and again, leaving her with

fun,

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

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

His heart throbbed.

too well that her

get him to take off

himself at

he was glad that he could finally show himself,

he whispered her name softly, reaching out for

looked away, still

was flushed, and her pupils dilated. He could tell that she was

substance out of your system first. I’ll listen to everything you say

me alone!” Nicole was not

It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let her drink it, knowing that

deeply and pulled her