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

was in her wine, it was strong and it

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

is already dead to me. There’s no use in doing this to me.

didn’t you tell me that

questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of a happy reunion with him had been crushed again and again, leaving her with nothing but disappointment

be fun,

then, guess I’ll play along with you.

sorrow in her eyes, Evan could tell how devastating the news of

His heart throbbed.

too well that her feelings for him were

with Levant, or her trying to get him to

himself at a loss

glad that he could finally show himself, his

her name softly,

looked away, still trying to

only response that Evan could hear was her panting. Her face was flushed, and her pupils dilated. He could tell that she was suffering

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

Nicole was

let her

her