Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

By the time she returned to the Nachts’ residence, the sun had set. As night approached, it looked as though a black veil had blanketed across the sky, making it look mysterious and distant.

Coming down from the car, Charlotte was distracted. Various questions were running amok in her mind, waiting for the answers that could settle them down.

“Ms. Windt,” greeted the surrounding guards and maids.

For a moment, Charlotte felt as if she was the lady of the house.

She shook her head, trying to shake the thought off her mind. “Where’s Mr. Nacht?” she asked.

“Mr. Nacht is at the pool. I’ll lead you there,” a maid replied.

“All right. Thank you.”

Charlotte followed the maid across the garden to the pool. From afar, she could see a large blue lamp shining at the pool.

The light made the surface of the pool shimmer, and she could see a figure swimming in it.

Under the light, his slender figure seemed nimble. Looking at him, she could feel that familiar enigmatic sense exuding off him.

Charlotte jogged toward him. She wanted to use the opportunity to find out whether he had the tattoo on his lower back.

it. From the land, she could see a patch of dark green on his back, which meant he had a tattoo. Nonetheless, she could not

as she jogged to the other end of

to get closer to him for a

closer, he swam to

next was her running after him

his face, he gave her a mocking

though he was looking at

as she hunched over, tired

lowered himself into the

and out of his back, tempting Charlotte

around to leave, but her footsteps halted after taking a

identity today, I’m not

in the bedroom, I doubt I would have the time nor sense to find

so he can’t do

lounge chairs and tables. On the table

an ice cube out from the

cube landed beside him, and Zachary

piece. Like the previous ice cube, this one

popped out of the water and

a handful of ice cubes at

time, the ice cubes landed on Zachary’s back,