The CEO Forbidden Passion

culine voice from behind the s

floor to the face with an undeniably unique character. 'He's charming, act

hantal said as she smiled at the

ook macho and manly even though the khaki tuxedo he was wearing was el

an and then placed her hand on the arm

celebrities and jetsets at the party later," Jordan sai

o. However, I don't remember ever running into each other, Jordan. What about you?" Chantal replied as the

There were too many beautiful and sexy women at every party I attended. Unfortunately, I was o

cause she didn't want to serve the ego of the

P elevator having reached t

ious beige marble-floored lobby. In front of the exit of the building, they have been w

first. After that, he caught up and sat

nt city lights on either side of the highway. Their car drove at a steady, moder

omething, Jordan

ay

hroat before saying, "What if you can't lure my

t my method will fail," Jordan answered casually while looking searchingly at Chantal's face,

y dodged, "That's

n laughed mockingly at Chantal. Then he added scathing words, "O

ur, and she remained silent, staring at the window at her side. The handsome

noying megalomaniac!' Chantal spat out in her heart, annoyed at Jordan and her biolo

ely opened by a bellboy who welcomed guests. Jordan came down first and immediately stretched out h

ogether across the lobby packed with people with various interests. Most were

floor opened, the two entered with the other elevator passengers when they arrived on the ballroom floor where the birthday party was held for the mu

disco lights bring the entire room to life with colorful highlights. Jordan tried to

ttention there. Harold Luthner, who has black skin and a tall, athletic body, is the magnet for

ing. How is your business runni

mn Lawrence Brickman took away my investment capital for our mega project!" Jordan replied

hantal. He shook the hand of the young woman next to Jordan and greeted her, "Hello, Beautiful Chantal. W

her father's acquaintances, whom she also knows well. A

spleasure when he turned to see who the man was. And without any etiquett

acky guy?" Jordan's voice b

look at Jordan, whose emoti

friend!" The burly, tall, brown-eyed man with a face no les

mani tuxedo while grinning arrogantly. "She's not your girlfriend anymore then! You need to know,

her, don't we? Who is this pretentious man? He claims you as his woman. Hmm!" demanded David Guilermo, who, of course, d

chuckled, waiting for Chantal's answer, which would win the pos