Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca stood at the doorway and watched as Gordon's car cruised away.

At least, with Anthony gone, a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

Norah had prepared supper, and she asked Francesca whether she would like to have it in her room or the dining room. Francesca felt discomfort in her stomach, so she thanked Norah before heading upstairs.

As soon as she entered her room and closed the door, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind her back.

“Ah!” Francesca was startled. She was about to look back when Danrique kissed her from behind. He even pinned her against the wall to prevent her from resisting his advances.

“Mmm... Mmm...” Francesca could not move a muscle, so she let herself be ravaged by Danrique's kisses.

Like a dominant beast that would stop at nothing to capture its prey, he wanted to devour her that night.

Francesca struggled for a while before she stopped moving. She snuggled limply in Danrique's arms and allowed him to do whatever he wanted with her.

Danrique imitated the moves he learned from adult films and lifted her dress. He was about to advance when he discovered something and stopped moving.

“What... What's this?” Danrique put Francesca down quickly and turned her over. “Are you hurt?”

“What?” Francesca stared at him blankly.

there blood on your

When he ran his hands over her earlier, he ended

violently and ran to

to ask her, “Should I get a

“No need!”

she had already felt unwell, and she wanted to examine herself when she entered her room. However, as soon as she

so clueless! He thinks

fact, Francesca was

Cece...” Danrique was panic-stricken.

she saved me? Or is she injured? Whatever it is, she must see

cries of concern. There was no sanitary pad inside the

you?” Danrique pulled her closer to examine her.

was amused by his reaction. “It's just that time of

“What?”

interacted with women since his teenage years, so he did not understand

regained his composure after noticing Francesca's

over,”

a maid to summon

over, for she assumed they were required to make the bed. As they walked, she whispered, “That was fast, but it's no surprise as it's Mr. Lindberg's first time. He's inexperienced,

two maids