Gregory Ellington

"Who are you, really? And is your name cutiepie69? You aren't... you didn't come here for sugar dating, did you?" 
Suddenly, a memory clicked into place. 
"Wait a minute. Is your name Olivia?" She nodded, her eyes wide with confusion and what seemed like relief. I felt like a complete idiot. 
"Christ. Why did you say your name was Cutiepie69?" "I... I was actually really confused. When you started talking about sugar babies and rules, I thought—"
Olivia, an aspiring actress, is thrust into a world of luxury and opportunity when she meets Christopher, a billionaire film producer. Their first rendezvous takes a shocking turn with a passionate one-night stand due to a mistaken identity—Christopher thought she was his intended sugar baby. 
As Olivia steps into the spotlight of her dreams, Christopher showers her with lavish gifts and exclusive invites, blurring the lines between business and pleasure. Torn between her devoted boyfriend Logan and the alluring Christopher, Olivia's life spirals into a whirlwind of secret rendezvous, career highs, and personal chaos. 
Can she navigate the storm of ambition and love to find true happiness?

Billionaire's Mistaken Match

　　I stepped out of my apartment, smoothing my blouse and adjusting my pants. I'd gone for a smart casual look, hoping to strike that delicate balance between "I tried" and "I didn't try too hard."


　　I spotted Christopher's sleek sports car idling at the curb, its engine purring like a contented cat. I slid into the passenger seat, the leather cool against my skin.


　　"Hey there, darling," Christopher greeted me, his million-dollar smile on full display.


　　"Hi, Mr. Wallace," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "Thanks for picking me up."


　　He winked. "My pleasure. I've got a little something for you."


　　Before I could respond, he reached behind his seat and produced a manila envelope, holding it out to me like it was made of glass.


　　"What's this?" I asked, eyeing it suspiciously. "If it's a script, I hope it's not as thick as 'War and Peace.'"


　　"Not quite. Why don't you open it and see?"


CHAPTER 49