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 door opened all

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

in confusion and swallowed. “W-Why

house,” Zachary answered as he approached her, making it

and continued to avoid his gaze.

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

are you doing?” Charlotte

intently

was like a feral beast that could

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

I’m really in danger.

handsome, smirking face inched closer to her. “Are

Get away from me!” Charlotte pleaded, her voice shaking. “You may be the boss, but that doesn’t mean

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

muscle in her body seized up, rendering her

me, I

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

her eyes and waited for the inevitable

Zachary simply grinned and took a book from the bedside