Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAll of a sudden, Francesca shuddered as a nightmare jolted her awake.

She was struggling to get out of bed when Danrique quickly pulled her back with a hug. “What's the matter?”

“I think something's happened to William,” Francesca blurted. “Monica told me earlier that—”

Alas, an annoyed Danrique cupped her face and interrupted, “Shoosh! You're not allowed to think of other men when you're with me.”

“That's not it. I—”

Before Francesca could finish her words, Danrique kissed her hard, thinking that'd be the best way to shut her up. No matter how much she struggled, the latter refused to let her go.

Just then, they heard a loud rap at the bedroom door. “Mr. Lindberg, I have something urgent to report,” Sean shouted.

Knowing how dangerous it was to disturb Danrique at that moment, the poor man couldn't stop sweating bullets.

Francesca quickly used the opportunity to push Danrique away and glare at him. “We've already done it four times, and my body is about to fall apart. Do you really still want more?”

“Fine. I'll let you off this time,” Danrique said as he playfully bit her earlobe and got out of bed. “Stay in the room. Don't wander about.”

fresh set of clothes and hurriedly left the

figure before getting out of

wasn't long before she realized there were traces of him all over her body and how sore and painful she was. My goodness. It feels like my body has been taken apart and

intimate she and Danrique had been, she couldn't help

returned and hastily stuck her head out to check. To her surprise, it was Norah who had brought two maids along to clean

Norah burst into laughter. “We're here on Mr. Lindberg's orders, Ms. Felch. Please, carry on with your shower. We'll be done cleaning by the

Francesca quickly ducked back

outside died down after a while, and Norah's voice rang out. “We've finished cleaning up, Ms. Felch. I've left your clothes on the sofa. You can take

right. Thank you, Mdm. Norah,” Francesca replied,

wrapped herself in a

room was spick and span, and even the bedsheets and pillowcases were all replaced. A set of casual attire in Francesca's size was also neatly placed

her phone from

was off, she decided to call

finally picked up the phone.

where's William? Why can't I get through to

is currently resting. He isn't feeling

more than twenty hours since we left! Does he have to rest for that long?” Francesca asked anxiously. “Has something happened

“No. He's all right...”