Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qIn a flash, Francesca's words had Danrique's heart melting.

The man who appeared cold-blooded and ruthless was easily won over by her words.

In reality, it wasn’t her words that won him over. Instead, he was defeated by her tenderness.

As Danrique gazed into Francesca's limpid and vibrant eyes at the sincere affection within them, his heart softened at long last.

He reached out and hugged her, pressing her face into his chest. Then, he sighed helplessly. “What am I to do with you?”

Hugging him around the waist, Francesca coaxed gently, “Three months will pass in the blink of an eye. Don't you have a lot of work as well? Let's take this time to finish all our work. When everything is done, we can then be together without any distractions.”

Danrique didn't argue further. “Okay, then. But you must remember that you belong to me.”

At that, Francesca was torn between laughing and crying. “Don't worry, for you alone are enough for me. I don't have the time and energy to deal with someone else.”

“This is more like it. Even if someone pursues you, you've got to keep your distance from him, okay?” Danrique pinched her cheek.

“Even if the king himself pursues me, I'll never entertain him. My boyfriend is Danrique Lindberg. Who can compare to him?”

head to the side

pinched her face, his eyes teeming with indulgence. “I've got to

to the side, freeing up

his jacket and lay down beside her. Reaching out,

him, nestling in his arms like

two of them embraced each other like that, cuddling together with their bodies

romantic atmosphere hung in the room, peaceful and

When he

up?” Gordon asked in a

The two of them are dating, but we're the ones who are exhausted.” Sean

giggled. “Hehe! Sure enough, your method is effective! Everything you teach me to say

future. Learn to say all that without having me to teach you. Do

yes!” Kerrie nodded

then, Sean's phone vibrated. The instant he glimpsed the caller ID, he hastily walked to the

few minutes later, he returned with his phone in hand. Frowning, he said to Gordon, “The president is urging Mr. Lindberg to

arranged. The plane is already waiting at the airport. As for Mr. Lindberg, go

difficult tasks.” Sean was exasperated, but still, he bit the bullet and knocked on the room door. “Mr. Lindberg,” he

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