Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Then why did you cry for help earlier?” Zachary lifted a brow at him.

“I…” Once again, Louis found himself swaying back and forth between succumbing to his desires and listening to his rationality.

“Honestly, that was just the appetizer. It’s nothing worth mentioning.” Zachary patted his shoulder before revealing a mysterious smile. “The highlight is what comes after.”

“What is the highlight?” Louis’ eyes lit up in eagerness again.

“Hmm, maybe we should forget it,” Zachary muttered abruptly before returning to his usual serious state. “You said people from F Nation are faithful people who stick to one. I can’t taint you like this.”

“Wait,” Louis blurted out. “How can this be called as tainting me? I’m just curious; I want to experience this colorful, interesting world. Don’t worry, I’ll remain faithful on the inside.”

so?” Zachary rubbed his temples, making it seem like he was trying to wrap his head around Louis’ answer. “But you said you’ll do Charlotte wrong by doing this. If

this, then,” Louis quickly pointed out. “I won’t do anything bad,

about it,” Zachary rejected. “It’s best that you continue this back in F Nation. If your father finds

I was a kid. That’s why I don’t know anything,” Louis mumbled, feeling downhearted. “I only found out that

suffering.” Zachary gazed at him, feeling amused. “It was as

just nervous.” Louis tugged at him, looking anxious. “Stop dilly-dallying and start

so anxious to see it, let me show you the

exotic music began playing in the room. Next, a group of young women

white parted before the girl in

at a quicker pace as she cast

dress was the perfect contrast against the

were thin, and Louis could vaguely see their nimble

his spot. The entire time, his gaze kept following the girl in red’s movements