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 of

it was strong and

did not want to give in. She suppressed the urge

is already dead to me. There’s no use in doing this to me. Sir, who are

me that you are still

scary mask of yours? Why are you avoiding my questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of a happy reunion with him had been crushed again

be fun, playing

play along with you. I’ll play your little

eyes, Evan could tell how devastating the news of his death

His heart throbbed.

too well that her feelings for

Levant, or her trying to get him to take off

he found himself at a loss for

that he could finally

whispered her name softly, reaching out

looked away, still trying

her panting. Her face was flushed, and her pupils dilated. He

find a way to get that substance out of

Nicole

shouldn’t have let her drink it, knowing that Zackery Williams

deeply and pulled her into his arms