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.

own thoughts when the

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

“W-Why didn’t you knock?”

as he approached her, making it

tensed up and continued to avoid

walked over to her bedside and leaned over to look

doing?” Charlotte

into her eyes intently and pressed his body

a feral beast that could melt her with his mere

to wriggle out of his grasp, but her wounds made

I’m really in danger.

closer to her.

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

were just a few

every muscle in her body seized up, rendering

me, I am done

Zachary’s lips brushing against her cheeks and her earlobe as his hands moved over to grab

eyes and waited for the

Zachary simply grinned and took a book from the bedside table