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 the bed.

has gone back to his room,” he reported once Zachary came

glass of wine for him. “You’re pretending to be in a

too?” Zachary arched

obvious for me.” Ben smiled. “The same thing

her, but if I don’t go a mile further,

go to the extremes if you want

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 want to do that. Maybe I can

“Good idea.” Zachary squinted.

you’re going at it,” Ben suggested. “Especially Robbie. He’s really sensitive, and it’s going to hurt your relationship with him

and nodded.

will you

couple of days. Ask Cynthia whether she would like to come with me tomorrow morning.” Zachary wanted to ‘get closer’ with Cynthia while keeping