I Made Him a Billionaire CEO,Then He Betrayed Me with His Secretary

We'd just finished drinking, both of us drenched in sweat, about to cross that final line.

Then Evan Fox stared at my flat stomach and asked out of nowhere:

"Babe, what happened to the mole that used to be here?"

Every ounce of heat between us evaporated.

I didn't press him. I just stood up, calm as anything, and pulled my clothes back on.

"Something came up at the office. I'm heading out."

"I spent three months putting together tomorrow night's gala. Go or don't go. Your choice."

The buzz of alcohol faded from his eyes. He knew the choice I was offering him wasn't just about the gala.