Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1968

Francesca took another shower before she slipped herself into a set of clean and comfortable sleepwear.

After she drank the warm soup Norah had prepared for her, she went on to nestle herself snuggly into the bed, ready to turn in for the night.

That was when the door crept open.

Good grief.

Here he comes again!

"Don't you already know that I'm on the rag?"

Sitting up swiftly, Francesca aimed a pillow at him.

The projectile was snatched out of the air.

Placing it underneath his own head, Danrique then laid himself down next to her in the same fluid sequence.

Following that, he reached out to reel her petite frame into his arms so that he may cradle her like a kitten.

"Leave me alone!"

Francesca struggled in exasperation as she feared he would be unable to keep his own primal urges in check.

"I just want to cuddle, that's all" whispered Danrique into her ears as he playfully pinched her behind with his huge mitt.

"But no guarantees if you are going to keep up with your squirming like this."

Upon hearing that, Francesca settled herself down and docilely submitted herself to his embracing.

"Does your abdomen hurt?"

massaged her belly in a way that felt

"Not anymore"

to regard him.His well-defined features appeared especially charming when illuminated by the

eyes of his sparkled gloriously

to kiss him caused her to purse

"Francesca Felch!"

to hail her softly under his

name, but I still prefer to call

used to

recall some of the subtleties from their past, she could still remember that they had indeed shared a delightful first love

sans some of the details which

back then!" scoffed Danrique, rolling

me ‘hey you’

does seem like something I'd say"

why did you call

when I asked!"

"That doesn't..."

narrowed her

does sound familiar, but I don't think that's

"Enough of that."

by such trivialities, Danrique leaned in to suck on

"Mmph..."

with both hands on his shoulders, petrified by the thought of what else

intensity while his scintillating

Francesca's body, prompting her to pound hard upon his

body, however, was tough as steel and impervious to the resistance she was

while later with a final peck on the