Mistaking Ceo For A Gigolo Novels & Stories

The next morning, Tanya sleep walked into the dinning room to take early morning water and prepare for her new job as she glanced at the news her stepfather was watching. The newscaster began, "The renowned CEO of Immortal International firm of Springfield City, Kenneth Griffin was confirmed to be a male prostitute" Tanya was shocked as Kenneth 's picture pooped up on the screen. The news continued, "As the witness said, he had slept with a mysterious woman at a brothel in Fairfield and now set to employ the woman. Due to this news, the market price of the company has plummeted as all investors demanded an explanation" She gulped hard as her stepfather focused on the news and with current pr

The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar. I gasped. Fashion Goddess, as in the company where I worked? The clues came together in my mind and I felt the blood drain from my face. Seriously? I spent the night with my CEO? As if things weren't awkward enough, a gentle knock sounded on the door, followed by a gentle voice. "Mr. Benedetto summons Mrs. Benedetto to his office," the voice said. Vera, Mae and the others clapped me on my shoulders and ohhed. Panic shot up my spine. Mrs. Benedetto?

Yes, she hadn’t meant to mark him, but she had never anticipated it would come to this! A gigolo, who she only wanted his services for one night, turned out to have so many connections with her, the CEO of AD Systems, Corp. It was a good thing she was a puny werewolf because if she was a huge beast, he would have been dead by now. She vowed that in time, she would make him regret messing with her. But first things first. Once he signed the contract, she would have all the power she could over him! Now, she hadn’t expected that she, the haughty and independent CEO who was the youngest ever CEO in Neon, and a female werewolf, would be subdued so easily by a jobless man who she had retrenched d

It struck me as odd, and I couldn’t help but wonder, “Is he a gigolo or what?” As I scrolled through his posts, I initially suspected that he was just a guy who was posing as someone rich and important. But when Carl’s investigation results came back, they shocked me. Jake wasn’t a CEO like he claimed. He was just a waiter who had been posing as a billionaire. Carl’s investigation brought up some disgusting information about Jake, including sex videos he used to blackmail victims he had deceived.

He put another cupcake into his mouth before telling, " Do you think that I would come here personally to humiliate myself just to show you this?" Janet was speechless. Even Andrew who heard the pathetic terms came across to take a look at the papers. His eyes were big in disbelief as he slammed the papers down to blurt out loud, " No way! Janet! He must be a fake CEO!" CEO Gary rolled his eyes and leant against the couch leisurely. His lips twitched in the mockery before asking Andrew back,

It was unlikely for Drey not to call us! It would only cost her a minute to call. I could not help but sulk, but I was not blaming her. I was only worried about her. What could have gone wrong? Over the past few days, I researched more about Aris and found out that he was the CEO of the Sandoval Group of Companies. But at the same time, another article popped up that he was an egoistic Casanova. From what I understood, a Casanova is a person who used to break a woman’s heart.

Something in his voice shifted on that last sentence. "She was the best thing that had ever happened to me," he said quietly. "So no, I am not confused about what I want or what I'm asking." He held my gaze without blinking. "And for what it's worth, I find you very attractive, Genevieve." A beat of silence passed between us. Then I laughed again. "Is that how you fund Monarch Technology” His brow furrowed slightly. "What?" "I see it now," I said, nodding slowly like everything had clicked into place. "You're a private gigolo. You seduce wealthy older women, charm them, promise them a future, and then when they fall completely, you disappear with their money."

She couldn’t bear to be separated from her daughter. He used to be one of her clients. He was the first one who offered exclusivity. Congressman Alfredo Lozano was one sick man. He liked inflicting pain on his partners—that’s why he looked for someone else because his wife couldn’t tolerate his kink. When Gigi agreed to be exclusive, she had no idea about his preferences. At first, he didn’t show any signs of cruelty. He was sweet and gentle, and she was young and naïve—she either missed or chose to ignore the red flags because of the money.

The man focused his gaze on George's bemused face and asked in an indifferent tone, "Mister Moore." His eyes narrowed before resuming, "Look at you... and now... look at me. See the difference between you and me? Now tell me... why in the world would my girlfriend want to betray me and have an affair with you?" His voice turned icier when he added, "By claiming my girlfriend as your mistress, you realize you are indirectly mocking me, my capacity to satisfy her needs - Me? The CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation?! Have you lost your mind?!" "Gigi - girlfriend?" George replied, feeling his throat dry up.

I decided to go back here and now it's my consequence. Celine came up with the idea of faking my leave and acting like I gave up my position as CEO. She said that in this way, I'll know who the rat is. I agreed. She has a point. Lying on my stomach, I faced my laptop and scrolled through the news, and stumbled upon one particular news. So he made it? He's now the CEO of his own company. A young CEO and a hot bachelor of the town? Wow! I mean, just wow. After what he did? I can't believe this. I wonder what would people's reaction be if they found out how monstrous he is. I rolled my eyes and sipped on my wine when a message popped up.