Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Oh god, you’re going to kill him at this rate!” A sudden realization struck Charlotte, and she began pulling on Zachary’s arm. “Let him go!”

Chris’s eyes had already rolled back, and his hands were drooping down like two lifeless sticks.

At last, Zachary came to his senses and loosened the grip on his right hand.

Chris immediately fell to the ground, half paralyzed with fear.

Sighing, Zachary carried Charlotte into his car and took off.As they left the scene, Ben appeared with his subordinates. As they cleaned the place up, he said, “Send Mr. Broid to the hospital.”

“Yes sir.”

…

In the car, Zachary covered his jacket over Charlotte to keep her warm. His brows were still furrowed, and the fury in his eyes were not entirely gone.

Charlotte’s dress was torn in pieces – half of her chest was exposed, and so were her thighs. She was in a complete mess, but there was a striking sexual appeal to it.

Biting her lower lip, Charlotte was looking down, all quiet. All that she felt at that moment was shame.

How could I not have recognized that he’s a different person? Am I blind?

Their car came to a halt at the Storm Hotel.

here?” Charlotte glanced at the hotel entrance, then at Zachary, feeling a little panicked. “Don’t tell me

up!” Zachary got

room is ready. We have also made preparations according

of the car and

home!” She protested

replied with a

prepared for them was the presidential suite they had stayed in four years

Zachary dumped

air as she sat back up, Charlotte wiped

he said emotionlessly as

like a sad puppy as she stared blankly at the

she felt obliged to listen to

be a bad decision. It’s not like he’ll hurt me anyway. He’s just really

she realized that the hotel room was in complete darkness. The

lights, the switches did not seem to work. Feeling scared, she

here.” His deep voice sounded from the French windows

face him, she found him sitting on the sofa in a

lights? Is there a malfunction?”

bumping straight into a table.