Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Keep running. Let’s see where else can you run to.”

Zachary unfastened the buttons one by one, and adjusted the car seat with a smirk on his face.

“Don’t… Don’t do that. I’m feeling unwell today.” Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Really? We just had it this morning. Stop pretending.” Zachary got on top of her and pinned her down.

“It’s true. Let me go…Ah!” Charlotte started struggling and kept pushing his shoulders, yet it made no difference.

Before she could finish her words, he ripped her skirt forcefully and reached out to her.

“Please don’t…” Charlotte could only shut her eyes in despair.

Like a vampire, Zachary bit her neck and wanted to force himself on her. Suddenly, he realized something was off.

He took a look at his hand. There was blood on it.

Zachary was dumbfounded.

“I haven’t touched you. Why are you…”

“I’m… I’m having my period.” Charlotte bit her lips hard. How embarrassing is this!

froze for a while before he regained his composure. With a darkened

wet tissues, then

on the seat. She dared not say anything nor moved a muscle, but her body got increasingly

feeling about her period since they got into the car. She thought she could make it home in

the city. He kept gazing around as if he was looking

She pleaded, “Let me go, please. I want to

car at the roadside,

again, so after he left, she pushed the door and tried to run away. However,

coat and covered her body with it, then she

into the store, looking

on his

Is he a robber?

assistants who were on the night shift turned pale in fright. They hid aside and took

“Excuse me.”

“Ah!”

Zachary could ask them,

male assistant took out a weapon and asked with his trembling lips,

with

the male assistant replied with

“You guys are fools.”

woman in her fifties walked out of the storeroom. She