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?"

hand inside of her clothes, he gently massaged her belly in a

"Not anymore"

especially charming when illuminated by the mellow light cast against the duskiness

of his sparkled gloriously even in the

kiss him caused her to purse her

"Francesca Felch!"

continued to hail her

a lovely name, but I

used to

unable to recall some of the subtleties from their past, she could still remember that they had

sans some of the details which had

back then!" scoffed Danrique, rolling his

‘hey you’ whenever you saw

does seem like something I'd say" said Francesca with a

did you call me Cece

when I asked!" replied Danrique, nudging her on the

"That doesn't..."

her

but I don't think that's

"Enough of that."

such trivialities, Danrique leaned in

"Mmph..."

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

scintillating presence and

anxiety, tension mounted throughout Francesca's body, prompting her to pound hard upon his back with

and impervious

relinquished his hold on her a while later with a final