Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Ms. Lindberg, your bodyguards sure are an image of yourself,” joked Zachary in a good manner while stepping out of his private room. “All of you are hot-tempered.”

“Sorry ’bout that,” grinned Charlotte humbly. “Us Lindbergs are rather aggressive with quite a unique personality. Please excuse us, Mr. Nacht.”

“That’s quite alright, Ms. Lindberg. A gentleman will not pick fights with women.” A smile made its way to his lips. No matter what, Zachary had to redeem some of Ben’s and Marino’s dignity. “As for us Nachts, we might have superb combat skills, but we will never bully the weak just because we’re strong.”

Well said! Applaud Ben internally as he felt his dignity being restored.

Upon seeing someone finally had their backs, Marino’s gaze soften as well.

“Hah,” sneered Charlotte. “Who’s strong and who’s weak, we don’t even know yet.”

At the side, Lupine and Morgan cracked their knuckles, ever ready for another fight.

Ben and Marino did not back down either. The pair puffed up their chests and raised their fists, getting into a fighting stance.

Zachary while shrugging his shoulders. “How

Mr. Nacht?” Charlotte asked with an arched eyebrow, not backing down from

basement?” asked Zachary as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaning nonchalantly against the door frame of his private lounge. “There are lots of games we can

spine and lifted her chin in pride. “Who’s to say, maybe we

Zachary gestured in the direction

side with six of their people trailing behind. Each step they

to each other in

his eyes, taking in her angelic face, raven-black hair, and the same mild perfume she used to wear. Everything about

you looking at?” snapped Charlotte,

at you, of course!” Zachary

can look, but you will never

shall see.” The corners of Zachary’s

what the games are. However, it was men’s territory. Pole dancers are on the stage, surrounded by cheers and whistles. All around them were games such as darts, shooting,

lady on their laps, playing

Zachary and Charlotte had arrived. He quickly got

“Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg!”

letting the crowd know not

the game. Nevertheless, their eyes kept straying to the duo and the band

would you suggest, Ms. Lindberg?” Zachary smiled

these are men’s idea of entertainment.” Charlotte swept her eyes across the room, finally landing on

“Not a bad choice, my men are