CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

The cashier locked gaze with Stanley and understood what the latter meant. He nodded at Stanley and mentioned that he would ask someone to send Joyce home.

Stanley mumbled a response, took his bank card back, and steadied Natalie out of the bar.

Upon reaching her car, Stanley asked, “Nat, where's your car keys?”

Natalie was stumped and narrowed her eyes at the man before her. “Mr. Shane, what did you call me?”

Stanley realized that he made a blunder right then. Instead of panicking, the man's lips curled into the ghost of a smile as he calmly replied, “I called you Nat. Don't you like it?”

The woman gazed into his deep-set gaze and felt herself zoning out. Her alluring red lips nudged as she intuitively replied, “I... like it.”

“As long as you like it.” Stanley's eyes glinted as he fumbled for her car keys in her bag.

After unlocking the car, Stanley helped her into the car. She had lost all coordination of her movements as she let Stanley control her every move like she was a puppet.

Stanley brushed his hand against her cheeks after he secured the seatbelt on her.

In a daze, Natalie did not try to resist throughout the whole exchange as if she had lost all sensation.

her being all meek and submissive as a sick

on her forehead as he mumbled to himself, “Nat, how I

to hypnotizing her into thinking that he

she was sober right now,

in

the door on the passenger side and got into the driver's seat. He stepped on the pedal in the direction

his mind set on possessing her that night, even if she thought he was Shane Thompson. In fact, the man was planning to tell her that she was drunk and had mistaken

his disfavor. The twins had started to address Shane as their father and were even trying to matchmake

Slamming on the

the car.” Stanley parked the car, and he looked his usual amiable self again

nodded her head

her hand and led her into the

by the building right after they entered

wound down the car window and looked at the entrance of the building. He turned around to the back seat and said, “Mr. Shane, I think I spotted Ms. Smith

Shane furrowed his

“I'm positive,” Silas reported.

mistake Ms. Smith for

into a hard line. He got off the car, his gaze darkened as he looked at the entrance