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

Charlotte asked with an arched eyebrow, not backing down from the

we go to the 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 play at

straightened her spine and lifted

in the

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

hallway, Charlotte and Zachary walked next to each other

her angelic face, raven-black hair, and the same mild perfume she

are you looking

of course!” Zachary answered,

look, but you will never get to touch,”

shall see.” The corners of Zachary’s lips

only did Charlotte realized what the games are. However, it was men’s territory. Pole dancers are on the

lady on their laps, playing poker

Charlotte had arrived. He quickly got up to greet the two. The few merchants

“Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg!”

letting the crowd know not

game. Nevertheless, their eyes kept straying to the

suggest, Ms. Lindberg?”

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

a bad choice, my men