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.

trying to remove herself to no avail, Francesca reached out

Danrique opened his

his amber eyes sparkled as he glared at her. It felt like she was being watched by a beast

her side, and her hands were stretched out toward him. Her lips were puckered

seem that she was trying to steal his necklace. Instead, it looked like she was

“Er...”

from the commotion, had the same

Danrique

kick was so forceful that Francesca tumbled down the bed. She held her butt and rolled around on the ground in

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

and stood up, her

gave an order curtly, for he was done putting up with her nonsense. “She shall stay three meters

stunned, Sean grunted

he gestured Francesca toward

shot him a nasty look and spun on her heels

followed behind her and escorted her

her sore butt and cursed, “B*stard, how could

awkwardly. “Mr. Lindberg won't cave even if you climb into his

eyes bulged in disbelief. “What do you mean by climb into