Mistaken Identity: The Cold CEO's Runaway Lover

Chapter 2

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a strange, uncharacteristic c

o steady her. "Stop maki

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ff me!" she hissed, tryi

wasn't painful, but it wa

glass sloshed over the rim, landing o

the air around them had turned freezing. The curiosity that had

completely swept up in the s

tailored suits, and your Wall Street bullshit. You think you own the whole wo

ndry list of sins-sins she pinned on him, on Eldon,

always working 'overtime.' And the passenger seat of yo

d, sweeping accusations. And t

of amusement. This woman-this beautiful, broken, furious creature-was more alive than an

smile touched the

's say you're right. Let's say I'm a liar and

freeze completely. Her alcohol-fogged brain stalled, struggling to process

ing to bring his

s the glint in his eyes and t

laughin

ard on her lower lip, a childhood habit she fell back on

g the way her teeth sank into the soft fle

each for her tequila. She grabbed the glass

she threw its content

in a shocking, icy splash. A small group of bystanders who h

liberately reached into his breast pocket

spot on his shirt, his move

onto Aubree's again, no longe

f a wolf that had ju

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“The location tag on Aubree's phone showed her fiancé intimately hugging a blonde woman at a trendy bar. Numb with betrayal, she rushed there to drown her sorrows, only to drunkenly mistake a towering stranger for a generic cheating scumbag. She publicly cursed him out, threw ice water at his chest, and somehow ended up in his penthouse for a wild one-night stand. The next morning, he coldly offered to hire her as his public girlfriend. "I would rather set myself on fire than ever see you again." Humiliated, Aubree fled barefoot into the city, vowing to bury the toxic secret forever. But a week later, the stranger walked into her company's conference room. He was Julian Sterling, the ruthless billionaire CEO who held her entire department's funding in his hands. He used his absolute power to corner her, forcing her to be his sole contact, and summoned her to his penthouse in the dead of night just to punish her with a brutal, demanding kiss. But just as she was trapped in his aggressive game, she found a bold red lipstick and an embroidered silk scarf belonging to another woman in his sports car. Aubree felt a wave of profound, soul-crushing exhaustion. Why did this tyrant use his wealth to force his way into her life, only to hide another woman behind her back just like her ex? Looking at the undeniable evidence, all her fear and anger were replaced by pure, clinical disgust. Without a single word, she stepped out of his car and walked away into the night, completely severing ties and ready to fight back against the billionaire's control.”