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 smile crept up

her forehead as he mumbled to himself, “Nat,

he would not have to resort to hypnotizing her

now, she

lips twitched momentarily in

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

her that night, even if she thought he was Shane Thompson. In fact, the man was planning

idly by as the scales were starting to tip in his disfavor. The twins had started to address Shane as their father and were even trying to matchmake the two. I cannot let

as his face distorted with pure hatred. Slamming on the accelerator, it took him only less than twenty minutes to get back to her

we're here. Let's get off the car.” Stanley parked the car, and he looked his usual amiable

woman absentmindedly nodded her head and

and led her into

Bentley stopped by the building right after

the car window and looked at the entrance of the building. He turned around to the back seat and said, “Mr. Shane, I

Shane furrowed

“I'm positive,” Silas reported.

never mistake Ms. Smith for

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