Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“The children are mine. No one is allowed to harm them.”

Charlotte was agitated the moment the children were mentioned.

“That’s right. No one will harm the children,” Raina reassured her and didn’t say anything further. “Ms. Windt, please have a good rest. If there’s anything just let the maid outside know.”

Mentally exhausted, Charlotte felt her body ache all over. After she finished her food, she lay back down on the bed.

Hugging her pillow, she slept on her side while facing the window. She then looked at the scenery outside while in a daze.

Through the open curtains, she could see the dense forest outside. The street lamps illuminated it in the darkness, seemingly providing her a glimmer of hope.

As the rain continued to drizzle, it brought with it a gloomy mood.

Feeling cold, Charlotte covered her head with her blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

Late at night, Zachary entered the room. After taking off his jacket and tie, he threw them onto the floor. As he began unbuttoning his shirt, he walked towards the bed gradually.

Charlotte was in deep sleep when she suddenly felt a warm breath beside her ear.

Before she knew it, delicate kisses began to pepper her cheeks, neck, shoulders, collar bone… and continued

her body as if there

opened her eyes, she saw a familiar figure in the darkness. She mumbled in

arms. He then lifted her

her arms around his neck and

down in her heart. Her

front of him, it

moved subconsciously, Charlotte’s body reciprocated his advances. To a certain extent, she was actually enjoying

satisfied to see how

the first time, they didn’t make love vigorously nor filled with wild passion. Instead, both of them moved gently

behind and kissed her hair before gradually falling

bright sunshine

by reflex but

up, she saw Zachary sitting at the sofa

deeply at him as mixed emotions filled

his pillow moved him. The dependence she had on him could not