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.”

into a fresh

at the retreating figure before getting out of bed to take

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 pieced

she and

and hastily stuck her head out to check. To her surprise, it was Norah who had

orders, Ms. Felch. Please, carry on with

Francesca quickly ducked back into the bathroom

the sounds outside died down after a while, and Norah's voice rang out. “We've finished cleaning up, Ms. Felch. I've left

Thank you, Mdm. Norah,” Francesca replied,

wrapped herself in

all replaced. A set of casual attire in Francesca's size was also neatly

her phone from the backpack to call

phone was off, she decided to

a long while, the latter finally

William? Why can't I get through to

Highness is currently resting. He isn't

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

“No. He's all right...”