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 slipped into his car, smoothing my blouse. "Why the rush, Mr. Impatient? Rehearsal's not for another hour."


　　"Can't a man be eager to see his favorite actress?" His eyes traveled over my outfit, lingering in ways that made my cheeks heat. "That blouse looks familiar."


　　"You should recognize it. You bought it." I buckled my seatbelt, trying to ignore how his cologne filled the car's interior. "Along with half my wardrobe at this point."


　　"You look exquisite in everything I buy you." His fingers drummed against the steering wheel as we pulled away from my building. "But I prefer you in nothing at all."


　　I smacked his arm, heat rushing to my cheeks. "Christopher! Focus on driving."


　　"I am focused." His lips curved into that devastating smirk. "Focused on how stunning you look today."


　　"Thank you," I mumbled, fidgeting with my seatbelt. The leather seat felt too hot, too confining with him so close.


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