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.”

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

out about this, then,” Louis quickly pointed out. “I

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

lived under his strict parenting, and I’ve never broken a single rule since I was a kid. That’s why I don’t know anything,” Louis mumbled,

gazed at him, feeling amused. “It was as if those girls were demons and

just nervous.” Louis tugged at him,

to see it, let me show

music began playing in the room. Next, a group of young women in veils and white dresses

girls in white parted before the girl in red

the music rhythm changed, her hips shook at a quicker pace as she cast her seductive gaze at

perfect contrast against the surrounding young women who had white

were thin, and Louis could vaguely see their nimble bodies moving under

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