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.

of it. From the land, she could see a patch of dark green on

her throat as she jogged to the other end

get closer to him for

he swam to the other side.

next was her running after him as he swam

and wiped his face, he gave her a

he was looking at a

you doing this intentionally?” Charlotte huffed as

into

in and out of his back, tempting

around to leave, but her footsteps halted after

If I don’t find out about his identity today, I’m not sure

have

crowded here, so he can’t do much to

ivory lounge chairs and tables. On the table was a bottle of red wine, a bucket

cube out from the bucket

ice cube landed beside him, and Zachary jolted a little before

another piece. Like the previous ice cube,

a few seconds, Zachary popped out of the water

threw a handful of ice cubes at

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