THE CEO'S SLUTTY WIFE

"It wouldn't be necessary for clothing here, my lady," he thought, sensing there was more to her sudden naivety. After all, she was an escort. When he initially entered her room, she had been taken aback, asking, "What are you doing in my space?" However, his instincts took over, clouding his judgment. "Typically, I find the chase unappealing, but this roleplay seems to intrigue you. How about you play the part of my mischievous student?" Gently tucking her hair behind her ear, he locked eyes with her, almost daring her. "I'm an escort, not a prostitute. My job is to accompany, not cater to requests like that," she firmly stated, hoping to put an end to the situation. "If you don't leave now, I'll involve security." This wasn't just a roleplay, he realized. She had a sinister plan in motion, using manipulation for her gain. Reporters, eager to exploit, were already lurking outside his door. Louis knew too well the power of the media to destroy lives, especially when it came to tarnishing reputations. A previous false narrative had destroyed his world, causing his father immense suffering. With a calculated decision, he decided to turn the tables. "Why not choose a different path? Tell me, would you rather be entwined in a romantic tale?" He leaned in, presenting his proposal directly to her face. "You must marry me."