Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 9

“How much do you think I can earn in one night?” The man twirled his glass lightly and shot her an amused glance. “What if no one requests for me?”

“You’re quite good-looking. If you’re willing to work hard, you might end up as Sultry Night’s top male escort.”

Charlotte scanned his figure carefully before her gaze landed on his groin.

“I hear normal escorts get paid four to five thousand for each round of service, and eight to ten thousand for overnight service. You can earn at least ten thousand per night, right?”

“So, I just need to give you five thousand every night?” The man’s smirk deepened. “You’re easily satisfied, huh?”

“Of course not!” Charlotte retorted hurriedly. “I mean, at least five thousand! At least five thousand every night! To make up for that mistake you did that night, you need to work hard to compensate me, got it?”

“Money isn’t a problem,” said the man carelessly. Curious, he inquired, “But how did you recognize me?”

“Through the wolf head tattoo on your waist. I won’t get it wrong!” Charlotte was afraid he might deny it.

I look like?”

“I was so drunk that night that I didn’t

sipped on his

added, “Oh, I heard you’re also a transvestite. If they

and narrowed his eyes

“Are

from her bag and wrote out a simple

half of your

pen

the contract and raised a brow. “Don’t tell me you have a stack of these contracts at

crazy? Do you think I’m that desperate? Sleeping with you was an accident. You were the

she had just said, her face

lips lifted in a smirk. He signed on the contract without a word, but his signature was an

that wasn’t enough and pulled his palm to her. She bit on his thumb, hard. When a drop of blood trickled out, she

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255