Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Ouch, my back hurts so bad.”

Heart-wrenching scenes from last night suddenly flashed through her mind as she mumbled.

She widened her eyes upon recalling the night she had.

Something must have happened yesterday night. Did I have a wet dream?

It doesn’t feel like a dream though.

She sat up in bed and soon noticed that her entire body was covered in bruises. Her face paled instantaneously.

No way… How could a dream leave bruises on my body?

Could it be that Evan visited me in my dreams and did naughty things to me?

Did I just spend the night with a spirit?

Man, this is insane…

Her heart started to beat erratically. She hesitated for a while before putting on her nightgown, hurrying over to the dressing table to check herself out. She noticed that a couple of visible hickeys were left on her neck under close scrutiny.

Is this really Evan’s doing?

Her heart pounded.

She herself found it unbelievable. What more would other people have to say about it?

They would most certainly think that she was a promiscuous woman.

she

wise to keep the hickeys that had just popped

she gobbled down some breakfast before rushing

help recalling last night’s events as she sat in her office. Although she only had fragments of

gone crazy from

can’t be right. Why am I covered in hickeys if it was

the world

the strange night she had, her assistant suddenly entered her office, informing her that

again? I refuse to

has something important to

be

needed to

was getting at, beating around the bush like that. “I don’t have time for this. Ask him to

assistant nodded and went off

surprised by Nicole’s harshness. He simply smiled. “Tell her this is a very important matter that

yourself? I’m afraid Ms. Lane will still refuse to meet you even after I talk

out his phone

hung up the call without hesitation

determined to get through to her. He

finally picked up the phone out of annoyance after Levant called numerous

would you like to

you talking about?” Nicole

would you like to know who

Zane. Levant, I really don’t have time for this. Can you

here. Your biological father