Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca reclined casually on the sofa as she sipped on a cup of warm milk.

She acted no different no matter where she was. She would stand and sit languidly. She would rather lie down instead of sitting and sit instead of standing, if she had a choice.

She had no care as to how people see her. She just did whatever was comfortable.

Danrique narrowed his eyes as he watched her. His eyes gleamed as if many thoughts were racing across his mind.

After a long silence, he finally spoke. “Did you take alcohol?”

“Yes, I did,” Francesca admitted.

“Eva pushed you to take them?” Danrique inquired.

“No, I took them willingly.”

Francesca didn't want to shift the blame onto others. Even though Eva did intend to make her drunk, her attempt failed. Francesca was the one who made the other drunk.

“You want to leave me?” Danrique questioned.

Her mind

that's how romance novels always go. Those alpha CEOs always resort to such measures. I recalled there was a novel I read before in which the male lead had locked the female lead in an animal

Francesca giving Danrique a

me,” Danrique demanded with a

intend to marry me?” Francesca refused to answer and asked instead. “Was

only caught that one

to him. “I'm not a saint or a femme fatale. Why would I take a

Danrique's expression darkened at

already forgotten what happened seven

“I'm not trying to be courteous here. I'm telling

Something hit my foot, causing me to lose my

Even though it's cruel, I have to tell him the truth. It's better than

bullet for me was accidental, and you had forgotten

though

“That's right.”

was ecstatic. This stubborn man had finally thought

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