Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAfter the wild and passionate night, Danrique held Francesca in his arms as he slept soundly.

Francesca curled up her body against him like a kitten while shooting him a glare.

He's so annoying! How could he fall asleep just after having s*x with me? Jeez!

His weight on her started growing unbearable. She turned around immediately, and just as she was about to get away from Danrique, she was pulled back into his embrace before he locked his arms and leg on her, restricting her movements.

She couldn't move anymore.

With no choices left, she lay down helplessly on the bed and stared at the beautiful snowy scene outside the window in exasperation.

Yet, the snoring coming from Danrique seemed to possess some magical effect that had her drifting into the dreamland shortly after.

That night, they both had a good sleep.

Francesca woke up in the morning the following day. She heard the water running in the bathroom. She immediately knew Danrique was taking a shower, so she didn't pay much attention. Instead, she turned around and wrapped her arms around a pillow before sleeping again.

got out shortly after. He wrapped a towel around his body and rubbed his hair with a towel. “Come. Have breakfast with

a little with the pillow still in her arms before pouting

taken

the mean words you hurled at me.” Francesca

I say?” Danrique, however, did

bed and went into a frenzied state. “You said I married you for William's sake and accused me of having s*x with you because I'm doing it all for him. Do you know how

all came back

be subdued by force! What's that called again? Bah! Anyway, I will never do something I hate to reach my goals, let alone

and headed straight toward the wardrobe without paying

of Danrique's lips quirked up as he turned

satisfied and happy with the answer

you hear me?” Francesca roared

did not budge, and he continued

this, Francesca's anger burned even stronger, leading to her charging into the

“Go and clean yourself up. I'm waiting for