Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort chapter 64

Zachary did not know what to say.

“Oh no…what do I do now?” Charlotte said, panicking. “Would he barge in in the middle of the night?”

“Who knows?” Zachary said with a chuckle.

“Hey! Can’t you come and help me?” Charlotte pleaded. “You’re the only person who can help me now…”

“You sound like your boss is going to devour you or something…” Zachary said. “Shouldn’t you be grateful for his attention?”

“Hey! Don’t forget who your boss is!” Charlotte growled.

“Enough. Rest well.”

Zachary hung up and smirked as he thought about the idiot lying next door.

It won’t hurt to prank her for once!

He stood up from the bathtub and walked out barefoot, wrapping a bathrobe around his body on the way.

was drowning in her own thoughts when the door opened

cast a long, invasive shadow on the bed, and his hair was still dripping wet. The white robe

“W-Why didn’t you knock?” she questioned as she

as he approached her, making it difficult for her

up and continued to avoid

another word, Zachary walked over to her bedside and

are you doing?”

stared into her eyes intently

beast that could melt her with

but her wounds made her entire body stiff like a

I’m really in danger.

smirking face inched closer to

pleaded, her voice shaking. “You may be the boss, but that doesn’t mean that you can have your way

when she noticed that Zachary’s lips were just a few millimeters away from making

muscle in her body

help me, I

lips brushing against her cheeks and her earlobe as his hands moved over to

eyes and waited for the inevitable

any further, Zachary simply grinned and took a book from the