Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Just when he was taking a bath, a silhouette made its way into the bathroom. It seemed like it was looking for some water to drink…

qZachary turned around and the woman bumped right into him. She lifted her head, opened her mouth, and just drank the water that came trickling down.

Like a person lost in a desert, she was looking for just any water to quench her thirst.

Charlotte was already wet all over from the water. Her skin was smooth as a pearl.

Zachary was dumbstruck at the sight of her sultry gaze and the way she smacked her lips. This alluring little minx can really do things to me.

He could feel the beast within him struggling to break free. Zachary could not hold it any longer as he circled her into his embrace as he kissed her forcefully.

“Mmm…”

Charlotte let out a soft moan like a helpless kitten. Her weak body trembled in the man’s embrace but she made no attempts to resist his touch.

Charlotte’s body seemed to have accustomed to the man’s touch.

begrudgingly. The man could no longer

tightly around the man’s neck as

all out on Charlotte mercilessly as he ravaged her over

to the sofa and finally on the bed. Her pleas

at the break of dawn. Zachary hugged her onto the bed as he circled the woman in his arms and fell into

from the rendezvous. She edged herself closer to the man and fell asleep listening to his

phone inside the coat buzzed repeatedly and woke him up. He narrowed

too much to drink, and hence

out to fetch a water bottle for

his chest and chugged

like a baby on her milk bottle, and Zachary could not help but

as he observed the woman intently

handed the bottle back

bottle onto the floor, turned

her brows helplessly.

be gentler

in the last drop of water on her lips. Then, he pulled the blanket over their heads and pinned her down, claiming

his face as she watched the man lost himself in