Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1969

Chapter 1969

Unsure if it was because she had Danrique's arms around her, Francesca felt exceptionally secure and thus slept very well that night.

Undisturbed by dreams, she rested all the way till she roused on her own at dawn.

Feeling completely invigorated, Francesca habitually stretched her back and let out a yawn.

Then, she flipped her body around like an indolent little feline.

That was when she discovered the absence of the person next to her.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that he was really gone, and as far as she could tell, the water in the bathroom was not running either.

"Danrique! Danrique Lindberg!" Francesca called.

"Are you here, you rogue?"

That yielded no reply.

Okay.

I suppose he must have gotten out of bed early.

She could sense that he had not managed to sleep well the night before.

Although he hardly moved, his body felt stiff and tensed against hers, as though he was unable to relax.

Conversely, she had slept quite soundly herself; it was as though his presence had a hypnotic effect on her.

In a jolly fine mood, Francesca hopped out of bed to freshen up.

At that moment, someone came knocking at her door.

Norah's voice emanated from the other side.

I come in,

"Please enter!"

teeth, Francesca's mouth

and also to bring Francesca some

downstairs after you have finished your drink, Ms.Cece.Mr.Lindberg is waiting to

"Okay."

attire in order, Francesca then went along with

the dining room, Danrique was helping himself to some

a generous spread of offerings

"Good morning!"

bounded into the dining room and sat down to eat, almost

"Morning!"

her smilingly and with

no rush.It's

is so good.That

stuffed her mouth and spoke while she

to think of it; I think I haven't had anything to

"Haha..."

not stifle

have been hard

her eyes at him, Francesca

pleased while he watched her eat, as though it was

requested an audience,

moment, a subordinate approached to

I'm busy right

took a glance

come back in

"Understood."

went to relay

in the

against Francesca's throat like fish bones,

appetite, she placed down her utensils, wiped clean the corner of her lips, and glared

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