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 slumped into a chair in the break room, clutching my coffee like it was the only thing keeping me upright. The rehearsal had been intense, and my brain felt like it had been put through a blender set to "puree."


　　"Ugh, I need this more than oxygen right now," I muttered, taking a long swig of the bitter brew. It wasn't great coffee, but it was hot and caffeinated, which was all that mattered.


　　I fished my phone out of my handbag, half-expecting to see a flirty message from Christopher. Nothing.


　　"Seriously?" I muttered, tapping the screen as if that would magically make a message appear. "What happened to 'I'll be back before you know it,' Mr. Moneybags?"


　　With a frustrated groan, I shoved the useless device back into my handbag. Christopher had swanned off to some "urgent meeting" hours ago, promising a swift return. Yeah, right. Swift was apparently a tortoise with arthritis.


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