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.

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

throat as she jogged to the

get closer to him for

to the other

happened next was her running

face, he gave her a

as though he was looking at a

this intentionally?” Charlotte huffed as she hunched over, tired

lowered himself into the water again and continued

in and out

to leave, but her footsteps

can’t leave. If I don’t find out about his identity today, I’m not sure I’ll have

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

so he can’t do

that thought, Charlotte returned. Beside the pool were ivory lounge chairs and tables. On the table

cube out from the

him, and Zachary jolted a little before

previous ice cube, this

popped out of the water and

a handful of ice cubes at

ice cubes landed