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.

think

her wine, it was strong and

in. She suppressed the urge to

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

didn’t you tell me that you are

you avoiding my questions and brushing away my suspicions?

fun, playing with my

guess I’ll play along with you.

her eyes, Evan could tell how

His heart throbbed.

knew all too well that her feelings for him were genuine

for her date with Levant, or her trying to get him to take

found himself

glad that he could finally show himself, his heart

he whispered her name softly, reaching out for

looked away, still trying to

her pupils

way to get that substance out of your system first. I’ll listen

Nicole

It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let her

pulled her into his arms