Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Spencer was looking through the ajar door and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, while Zachary leaned closer. Then she hugged him and they kissed

Ahem. Someone coughed, and Spencer scurried away, though not without casting a death glare at Ben. Ben only shrugged, and he went to close the door.

Their lips were about to touch, but Zachary instinctively pushed her away. He could pretend to be in a relationship with Cynthia, provided there was no direct contact with her, as he would be repulsed by any kind of skin contact.

Cynthia gesticulated, ‘I didn’t mean it. Someone was peeping on us, so I—’

“I know,” Zachary interrupted. “It was Spencer.”

Shocked, Cynthia bit her lip and nodded.

Zachary left

Spencer has gone back to his room,”

bedroom, he went to the study. Ben poured a glass of wine for him. “You’re pretending to be in a

Zachary arched

long time now, so that much is obvious for me.” Ben smiled. “The

tell him I’d try to date her, but if I don’t go a mile further, that

extremes if you want Mr. Henry to leave you alone,” Ben reminded

do you mean I have to be aggressive?” Zachary

apologies, Sir.”

Ben had a point. This is going to be a headache. I might have to turn to extreme measures to make him leave. But I don’t really

“Good idea.” Zachary squinted.

into you guys when you’re going at it,” Ben suggested. “Especially Robbie. He’s really sensitive, and it’s going to hurt your relationship with him if he sees you getting intimate with

frowned and nodded. “That’s

will

be surveying Ashenville Garden for the next couple of days. Ask Cynthia whether she would like to come with me tomorrow morning.” Zachary