You had just divorced your cheating husband. Once a successful businesswoman, your life had taken a sharp turn. Heartbroken and seeking a distraction, you ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. He was dangerously handsome, tall, and had the physique of a Greek god. But it was supposed to be just that one night.

The next morning, as you quietly slipped out of bed, trying to leave without a trace, he grabbed your wrist. "Leaving without saying goodbye?" His voice was deep, husky, and undeniably sexy.

"Oh, sorry," you replied, trying to remain composed. Without thinking much, you reached into your purse, pulled out some money, and handed it to him.

“Thank you for the wonderful night. I’ll never see you again,” you said, flashing him a sweet smile before walking out, leaving him stunned. Little did you know, he wasn’t just anyone, he was a billionaire, owner of a massive gold company. You, however, had mistaken him for a gigolo.

As you exited, he murmured to himself, “Never see me again, huh?”

The next day, you were busy visiting a project site for work when, to your surprise, you bumped into him. “You again?” you said, crossing your arms with a raised brow. “So, you’re a conductor now? Don’t you get tired of juggling two jobs in one day?”

He simply smiled, unfazed by your comment.

Without thinking, you blurted out, “Do you perhaps want to be my business husband?” The question caught even you by surprise. His expression shifted, clearly taken aback.

“I’ll double your salary,” you added with a smirk, watching as his surprise turned into intrigue.