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.

come in,

"Please enter!"

the midst of brushing her teeth, Francesca's mouth was

the room and also to bring Francesca some ginger tea to warm her belly

drink, Ms.Cece.Mr.Lindberg is waiting to

"Okay."

in order, Francesca then went

room, Danrique was helping himself

the table was a generous spread of offerings in the Chanaean style, all

"Good morning!"

in her step, Francesca bounded into the dining room and sat down to eat,

"Morning!"

and

no rush.It's not a

is so good.That one

mouth and spoke while

think of it; I think I haven't had

"Haha..."

not stifle a

have been hard

him, Francesca resumed

at his tea, Danrique looked rather pleased while he watched her eat, as though it was enjoyable for

has requested an

moment, a

I'm busy right

glance at

come back

"Understood."

subordinate went to

back in the

words jutted against Francesca's throat like fish bones, and she found them hard

placed down her utensils, wiped

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