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 a

still dripping wet. The white robe on his body failed to hide his well-defined muscles

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

my house,” Zachary answered as he approached her, making it difficult for her

to avoid his gaze. “W-What do

her bedside

doing?”

intently and pressed

was like a feral beast that

out of his grasp, but her wounds

I’m really in danger.

closer to her. “Are

be the boss, but that doesn’t mean that you can have your way with

cut herself off when she noticed that Zachary’s lips were just a few millimeters away

every muscle in her body seized

I

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

closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable with bated

further, Zachary simply grinned and took a