Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca was feeling nervous all of a sudden and was avoiding his gaze. She stammered, “W-What do you think you're doing?”

Danrique held her chin and drew nearer until she could feel his breath on her face. The atmosphere was getting hot and heavy.

His lips gently brushed her forehead, trailing down to between her brows. Then it slowly traced to her eyes, her nose, her cheeks. Every kiss was gentle like a feather.

Francesca's heart began pounding so loudly that it was about to break free of her chest.

Strangely, she could've pushed him away, but didn't want to.

When his lips finally landed on her lips, their bodies stiffened as though a flicker of electric shock had passed through them.

A blurry memory flashed across Francesca's mind. It was a young boy accidentally kissing a young girl. The accident had shocked them, leaving them frozen like statues.

A pure kiss had bounded two young hearts together.

This moment felt like that. The memory seemed far away but familiar.

Danrique was getting worked up as his breath became shorter and heavier. He cupped Francesca's face with his hands, wanting to deepen the kiss.

However, rapid and consecutive knocks came from the door, disrupting the magical moment.

snapped out of her daze and frantically

feelings. Once he got his emotions under control,

I have something to

“Give me a minute.”

Francesca and said, “Rest well and stop thinking so

blushed cheeks. After shooting him another glance, she hurriedly

Francesca upon opening the door. He was shocked

onto her bed. She stacked her hands

so why

is going on here? I must have too much of a drink.

right. I can handle alcohol. It doesn't affect me much, so why did that

closer, tossing and turning at the

study room. “I don't care if the world is

lowered

“Now speak.”

Even though it was

had woken up. The situation with M Nation had stabilized. Mr. Roth had called,

to come to Xendale. Otherwise, he'll have to wait until my trip to Summerbank next month,” Danrique replied