Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Though she kept getting glimpses of an explosion and seemed to remember passing out a lot, she was too disoriented to arrange them into a sequence that made sense.

As she strained to remember, her head throbbed painfully.

Aiden was beside himself with glee. Unable to contain himself any longer, he reached out with a greedy hand. “Come here.”

As his hand neared her bosom, Francesca’s eyes suddenly flung wide open. Her bright eyes glinted murderously as she caught hold of the man’s wrist and gave a vicious twist.

“Ah!” Aiden screamed. Despite wriggling for all his might, Francesca afforded him no such opportunity for escape.

With nimble haste, she wrapped the silver chain between her hands around his wrist and heaved him over her shoulder to bring the large man falling onto the floor with an earth-shattering crash.

As Aiden writhed in pain on the ground, the men below the stage were flabbergasted at the unexpected strength and ferocity of so frail a girl.

the wild woman who had demolished all stereotypes of

The night hasn’t even begun and you’re

Start the bidding for her again if Aiden’s not up

cage bars. Her vision was beginning to regain its sharpness, though there were more questions than answers she had at

am I doing here? What is

her head seared with sudden sharpness. She reached out

unable to help her recall

I get hurt? What’s

crossed her mind, her heart gave a leap of horror as she realized that she could not even remember who she

a finger on me, b*tch!” Aiden stumbled to his feet and lunged at Francesca from

a sickening crunch. After crumpling to the floor

as she stepped on Aiden’s body on the way out of the cage before realizing

her wrists and ankles bore many tiny bells which tinkered at her

before falling onto the host. “Who did this?” she demanded, raising a hand

back of the stage and made their way closer