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.

the floor and fainted from the

the ground. Moments passed and she still could not

Come right

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

to snap out of her thoughts and trailed behind

washed over her as they made their way over to Zachary’s private room. Has he recognized me? How is he going to punish me if he

reached Zachary’s private room. He was enjoying his

stood at the entrance as she did not dare to

gestured for her

had no choice but to enter the private room, making her way to the

heed to her as he silently

drink in his hand, Zachary put down the drink in his hand, and finally parted his lips to

and went over to

the other hand,

Charlotte said in a small voice after she was done. She had no idea what Zachary was going to

Zachary gestured at her with

bottle of red

not once averted his

he deemed her wrist dirty after some guy gripped it.

the back of her hand had actually

from being scalded by the cigar was

he did not turn over her hand to check, her palm was actually concealed from

decanting, Charlotte poured

up and retracted a few steps back, keeping quiet all the while as she kept her head low, waiting for his

had not once lifted her head and looked him