Love in the CEO's Trap
No way he'd notice me.
“We need a marketing strategy no one's ever done before,” Mr. Gibson's voice was cool, steady. “Something bold enough to make people remember it.”
“I agree,” someone else said. “We can tap influencers, use social media, it’s powerful these days.”
“Indeed,” Mr. Gibson replied shortly.
Their conversation drifted on, but I stayed hidden behind the flimsy pages of my magazine, barely breathing. Then a familiar scent, clean, expensive cologne, washed over me. My heart dropped to my shoes.
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