Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary narrowed his eyes at Charlotte’s wrist.

q“Aren’t you going to let her go?” Ben bellowed at the guy, “Are you tired of having your hands attached to your body?”

The man hurriedly let go of Charlotte and retracted a few steps and slumped to the sofa behind. He asked in an apprehensive manner, “Who- who are you guys?”

The other men at the sofa were scared to their wits and dared not make a sound.

“Make him lose the hand that was gripping her wrist just now!”

Zachary barked the orders before turning around to leave.

Stumped, Charlotte froze on the ground, widening her eyes in disbelief at the turn of events. Before she could even figure out what just transpired, the sounds of the man wailing in pain filled the private room.

As she traced the sounds of the man screaming in pain, she was greeted by the sight of Ben stepping the man’s hands against the wall. The crisp sounds of the man’s bones cracking rang in her ears.

The man’s face grimaced with the excruciating pain. He tried hard to struggle himself free but to no avail.

The other people in the private room paled at the sight as they retreated themselves to a corner, not daring to utter even a single word.

The hostesses had never seen anything like it and shuddered in fear as they covered their eyes.

“You have a death wish!” Ben scowled at the man and retracted his foot.

floor and fainted from the

Moments passed

you waiting for? Come right

was still not certain that the tacky woman standing before him was Charlotte

out of her thoughts

way over to Zachary’s private room. Has he recognized me? How is he going to

was enjoying his drink quietly on the sofa. He looked calm and composed, his

stood at the entrance as she

please,” Ben gestured for her

to enter the private room, making her way to the center, and looked

Zachary paid no heed to her

the drink in his hand, Zachary put down the drink in his

stumped, but she relented and went over to

other hand, was

in a small voice after she was done. She had no idea what

another bottle,” Zachary gestured

and opened another bottle

not once averted his gaze from her

demanded her to wash hands. Firstly, he deemed her wrist dirty after some guy gripped

the back of her hand had actually healed and did not

from being scalded by the cigar was still clear

over her hand to check, her palm was actually concealed from sight

was done decanting, Charlotte poured a

back, keeping quiet all the while as she kept her

had not once lifted her head and looked him in