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.

in her own thoughts when the door opened all of

cast a long, invasive shadow on the bed, and his hair was still dripping wet. The white robe on his body failed to hide his well-defined muscles

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

answered as he approached her, making it

avoid his

to her bedside and leaned over to look at

doing?” Charlotte whispered, shivering

into her eyes intently and pressed his body against

that could

wriggle out of his grasp, but her wounds made her

I’m really in danger.

closer to her.

Get away from me!” Charlotte pleaded, her voice shaking. “You may be the

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

eyes widened and every muscle in her

help me, I am

brushing against her cheeks and her earlobe as his

waited for the inevitable with

simply grinned and took