Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qBoth Sean and Gordon knew Francesca hated crowds, so they went to the study room obediently.

After spending some time with her, they had grown to trust her.

Besides, they didn't get to sleep for they had to keep watch on Danrique every night. Feeling drained, they sat on the sofa and soon fell asleep.

Sound asleep, they started snoring lightly.

Francesca's eyes snapped open instantly as she flashed a smug grin.

After making sure they were sound asleep, she got up and went to the bed to get Danrique's necklace.

However, the necklace was really thick, so she couldn't pull it off. She dared not tugged at it forcefully, for the rest would know it was her doing if she were to leave a mark on Danrique's neck.

Francesca turned at her shoulder, and both bodyguards were sleeping soundly. They didn't even stir.

She inched nearer hastily and used both hands to remove the necklace.

She was about to succeed when Danrique suddenly rolled over and pinned her underneath his body.

Francesca's eyes widened in shock and instinctively tried to shove him away. Alas, his body was as firm as an iron wall. He also had one leg over her body, and she couldn't push him away.

herself to no avail, Francesca

then, Danrique opened his

It felt like she was being watched by a beast that was woken

her hands were stretched out toward him.

Instead, it looked like she was

“Er...”

the commotion, had the same thought when he spotted

Wretch!” Danrique kicked

so forceful that Francesca tumbled down the bed. She held

few seconds, Sean snapped back to reality and went over to help her up. “Dr. Felch, are you all

her expression contorted

he was done putting up with her nonsense. “She shall stay

Briefly stunned, Sean grunted in

he gestured Francesca toward the

nasty look and spun on her heels

behind her

Francesca rubbed her sore butt and cursed, “B*stard,

cave even if you climb into his bed.

do you mean by climb into bed?