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.

door, Charlotte was drowning in her own thoughts when the door opened

invasive shadow on the bed, and his hair was still dripping wet. The white robe on his body failed to hide

and swallowed. “W-Why didn’t you knock?” she questioned

Zachary answered as he approached her, making it difficult for

tensed up and continued to avoid his gaze. “W-What do

Zachary walked over to her bedside and

doing?” Charlotte whispered, shivering

stared into her eyes intently and pressed his body against

like a feral beast that could melt her with

out of his grasp, but her wounds made her entire body stiff

I’m really in danger.

inched closer to her. “Are

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

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

every muscle in

me, I

could feel Zachary’s lips brushing against her cheeks and her earlobe as

closed her eyes and waited for the

and took a book from the