Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Gently, Zachary arranged Charlotte’s hair as he wiped away the splatters of blood across her cheeks. The sight of her bloodstained bridal gown sent a stab of pain through his heart.

Charlotte was in a deep slumber. It seemed like she was free from the pain of the poison.

Zachary stroked her cheek with a tender touch and ran his thumb over her lips as he looked at her with a gaze full of longing.

I love her. I wish Charlotte nothing but happiness and peace.

He had endured countless obstacles in order to walk down the aisle with Charlotte.

Yet all of a sudden, his path was blocked off once again. It seemed as if his insistence would kill countless people, including her.

him to halt his progress and search for another

knocked on the door. Spencer’s voice

the door was pushed open, Spencer pushed Henry, who was in his wheelchair, into the room. Dozens of the Nacht family’s elite bodyguards trailed behind them, holding

up your mind?” inquired

anything, Zachary removed his blazer and

at an unconscious Charlotte

words, Zachary stirred. He turned and glared at Zara

sneered Zara. “When your father was

fist landed on the

was taken aback,

on Zara’s neck. “If you don’t give

a brow sarcastically, unfazed

angrily. “Put down

Zachary twisted the knife so its sharp edge cut

hand out the antidote to you this way?” Zara seemed indifferent. “As a Nacht, I’m

want the woman to die right here, go ahead and kill

once, his

you?”