Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 120

“Mr. Na–” the hotel manager blurted, but immediately held his tongue at a sharp, warning look from Zachary. Realizing that he had almost spilled the name “Mr. Nacht”, the manager let out a brisk cough before continuing, “Everything you asked for is ready, sir! Please have a good rest. Let me know anytime if there’s anything else you need.”

At this, the manager retreated and even closed the door behind him.

“Why did you bring me here?” Charlotte demanded as her eyes darted around in a panic. “What are you still trying to do… Ahh!”

Before she could finish, her feet were swept off the ground abruptly. With a rough haul, Zachary threw her into the round bathtub filled with water.

Splash! She flailed around for a moment as she struggled to sit up, and coughed out some water which she had choked on.

Wiping water off her face with a hand, she grabbed onto the edge of the bathtub with the other. She panted heavily for some time before finally steadying herself, glaring at him and yelling, “You darned gigolo! How dare you…”

“Shut up!” he interrupted fiercely and pointed at her. “From this minute on, you better clean yourself up quietly. I’m gonna do you again if I hear another word from you!”

glare and authoritative voice. Charlotte felt subdued by the air of

over her mouth and stared quietly

he chucked a bathrobe at her, then walked

pursed her lips tightly, not daring

she really did want to clean

help feeling grungy and filthy all over. She slowly eased herself into the bath,

she flinched when the wounds on her shoulder and

as he came out and called Raina on his phone. “Send a female doctor over to the Storm Hotel, now! One whose face is

he hung up and reached out a hand towards his mask.

He quickly turned away.

mind. The mask was still lying on the bed, where he’d have to turn around and walk over a distance before he

Wretch

so quickly?” he

something to say

She was about to say more, but immediately covered her mouth at the thought of

gigolo had sounded so scary just now. What if

recovered enough strength to support her own weight. After an excruciating night, receiving more “punishments”

forced a demanding tone, hiding his desperation as much as

she resisted, and then held her tongue again just before more words could spill out of her mouth. Not wanting to get herself

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