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 guided my sleek sports car through the night-darkened streets, stealing glances at Olivia in the passenger seat. The soft glow from passing streetlights illuminated her face in fleeting moments, each reminding me how breathtaking she was.


　　Damn, I thought. Of course, she's taken. A woman like that? It'd be weird if she wasn't.


　　My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I tried to focus on the road ahead, but my mind kept drifting back to her—those eyes, that smile, the way she'd looked in my home theater, bathed in the flickering light of the screen.


　　I'd known plenty of beautiful women in my time. Comes with the territory when you're a Hollywood hotshot. But Olivia? She was something else entirely.


　　A chuckle escaped my lips as I remembered her smacking me earlier. Feisty little thing. Most women in this town were too busy kissing my ass to ever dream of laying a hand on me. But not Olivia. No, she had fire.


CHAPTER 30