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.

thought about the night four years ago as well as that time

this was how Gigolo looked at

were exactly

that it must

Zachary’s heated breath crept into

eyes, she started to immerse herself in his

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

heavy breathing melded together to form

the worries and thoughts away

mind turn blank; all she could do

reached her peak, Charlotte subconsciously murmured,

He bit her lips as if was punishing her and

something wrong with this

domineering corporate leader. Instead, she longs for a

figured it was pointless to be jealous of

She only started moving when the sunlight filtered through the

eyes, turned

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

then that she realized the curtains were not drawn last

was outside would have seen

the bathrobe on the