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.

smirked Zachary while shrugging his

do you have in mind, Mr. Nacht?” Charlotte asked with an arched eyebrow, not backing down from

door frame of his private lounge. “There are lots of games we can play at the basement… unless of course, you’re afraid and want to call it

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

we?” Zachary gestured in the

of their people trailing behind. Each

the wide hallway, Charlotte and Zachary walked next to each other in close

peered at her from the corner of his eyes, taking in her angelic face, raven-black hair, and the same mild perfume she

you looking

you, of course!” Zachary answered, grinning

can look, but you will never get to touch,” retorted

The corners of Zachary’s

are. However, it was men’s territory. Pole dancers are on the stage, surrounded by cheers and

their laps,

on a horse race when he got word that Zachary and Charlotte had arrived. He quickly got up to greet the two. The few merchants quickly got up

“Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg!”

dismissively, letting the crowd know not to be

game. Nevertheless, their eyes kept

suggest, Ms. Lindberg?” Zachary smiled

eyes across the room, finally landing on the

nodded Zachary. “Not a bad choice, my men are