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.

thoughts when the

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

“W-Why didn’t you

he approached her, making it

continued to avoid his gaze.

word, Zachary walked over to her bedside and leaned over to look at

are you doing?”

intently

like a feral beast that could melt

his grasp, but her wounds made her

I’m really in danger.

handsome, smirking face inched closer to her. “Are you

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

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

and every muscle in her body seized up, rendering

me, I am

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

and waited for

took a book from the bedside