Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte listened and stayed still.

After the rollercoaster of events that occurred that day, Charlotte was exhausted, and it did not take long before she fell sound asleep, curled up like a kitten in his arms.

On the other hand, Zachary’s head was still in overdrive, and he was not in the mood to sleep. He frowned as he looked at the woman in his arms.

She had a great physique. Every part of her body seemed to be perfect, and every inch of her skin was silky smooth.

And at that particular moment, her body was pressing onto his.

Of course, he was turned on.

However, he would not let himself do anything to her.

Quietly and carefully, he got off the bed and went to the bathroom. It took him one cold shower and a hundred push-ups to calm his inner beast down. Then, in his bathrobe, he slumped on the sofa and finally fell asleep.

It wouldn’t feel as tough if I keep my distance…

That night, Charlotte slept really well despite the scary episode that had occurred. Perhaps, Zachary’s presence gave her the sense of security that she needed.

Charlotte woke up to the sunlight

out for the pillow on her

Where is he?

He’s gone.

up and

There was no response.

all around the hotel room, but he was

the mirror by the bed, she found a sticky

going first. There are some clothes in the closet for you to wear. For breakfast, you can call for room service, and they’ll send it

signed off the note with a doodle

out in laughter. The messy handwriting

how perfect that man would be if he worked a

But…

shook her head and decided that she should stop

with. Oh my god. What is that Zachary guy thinking? He was forcing me to sign that contract to repay my debts. A billion? Is he trying to

starting

a devil! He’s totally

–

Charlotte froze.

on. If Chris is not Gigolo, then that means that

get in his car

of the past, she concluded that Chris was the one who picked her up

pretending to be Gigolo since