The CEO's Seductive Whisper

ages. That night, I just carried on with my usual evening routine in my apartment, totally chill and

be? I peeked through the peephole and saw a man standing outside. He looked familiar,

man greeted me with a polite no

ill trying to place his

Starling's secretary. Mr. Starli

n aback. "Wait,

arling insists. He asked me to wait for ho

y gobsmacked. This wa

but I... I didn't agree to the dinner," I

d politely. "Mr. Starlin

I'm sorry, but I can't. I didn't agree to this dinne

l racing. I leaned against the door for a moment, trying

the screen, waiting for me to hit play. I flopped back onto the couch, grabbing th

e. I paused the show and tiptoed back to the door, peeping through the peephol

raised. "Why are you still here?" I

ly. "I'll wait until you're read

d stormed back into my apartment. I grabbed my sweater from the back of the couch and pulled it on. If Mr. Starling wante

or, my mind made up. I was going to

out of the apartment building. His car was parked right outside, sleek and shiny

e said, motioning toward

ol and composed as ever. I hadn't planned on getting in the car. I just want

over. So, I huffed and climbed into the car. But before I

David was already in the dri

peration, Miss Parker," he said, p

s my refusal to Mr. Starling. I was trapped in the car on my way to a

n. "If I'd known you were into casual stuff, I wouldn't have

eeing my clearly annoyed face? But I wasn't going to back down. "Take me back to my ap

is expression unchanging. "Th

if you're an investor in my project," I snapped,

d. Before he could respond, the car suddenly stopped. I looked out the window,

few blocks from my apartment. I'd passed by it on my way to work countless tim

hopped out of the car, handing the keys over to

l wait in the car until Mr. Sterling finishes ea

echoing in the silent car. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Great, just great. I'd b

pened. Mr. Sterling himself stood there. "Come on, Evelyn," he sai

he pulled me out of the car an