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.

second, she suddenly thought about the night four years ago

how Gigolo looked

eyes were

was sure that it must

thinking about other things.” Zachary’s heated breath crept into her

started to immerse herself in his

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

heavy breathing melded together

the worries and

her mind turn blank; all

her peak,

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

something wrong with this

corporate leader. Instead, she

he figured it

only started moving when the sunlight filtered through the paneled windows to shine

rubbed her eyes, turned around, and

she finally crawled out of the bed when the sunlight became too

only then that she realized the curtains

Anyone who was outside

the floor to cover herself up