Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Do you like it?”

Charlotte kissed his ear as she started pulling his shirt.

Why is he wearing a f*cking robe? His back is completely covered, and I can’t take it off easily!

“I do…”

Zachary turned around to cup her face as he passionately kissed her. He then pinned her on the bed.

“Mm…” Charlotte twisted her body uneasily as her weak hands tried to remove his clothes. She wanted to peek at his back, but no matter what she did, she could not take off that robe on him.

How annoying!

“I’ll do it myself.”

With that said, Zachary took off his bathrobe and threw it aside before his body pressed on hers again.

Just as Charlotte was craning her neck to catch a glimpse of his back, he turned off the lights.

“Why did you turn off the lights?” Charlotte exclaimed.

“We can be more immersed in the moment when it’s dark.” Zachary bit her ears and locked his fingers with hers. “Look at me.”

Her head subconsciously turned upon hearing his words. In the dark, he was a ferocious beast with glowing eyes and overwhelming lust.

the night four years ago

how Gigolo looked

eyes were

was sure that

thinking about other things.” Zachary’s heated breath

started to

of ecstasy. The moon seeped through the window and cast a shadow of the entangled

bodily warmth and heavy breathing melded

and

mind turn blank; all she could

she reached her peak, Charlotte

frowned. He bit her lips as if was punishing her and did not allow her to

wrong with this woman’s

an almighty and domineering corporate leader. Instead, she longs for

he figured it

in dreamland. She only started moving when the sunlight filtered through the paneled windows

rubbed her eyes, turned

she finally crawled out of the bed when the sunlight became

was only then that she realized the curtains were

Anyone who was outside would have seen

panic, she hurriedly grabbed the bathrobe on the floor to cover herself