Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qDanrique remained asleep until they arrived in Xendale, and he woke up only when the plane was about to land.

Seeing the woman next to him curled up into a ball, he covered her with a blanket before getting up to dress.

“We're preparing to land, Mr. Lindberg,” Sean announced from outside the door.

“Okay.” After putting on his clothes, Danrique wrapped Francesca with a coat, carried her to her seat, and fastened her seatbelt.

She remained in a slumber the whole time.

He then kissed her cheek before walking out of the room. “Take me to the office once we land and get Gordon to send the rest of them home.”

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg.”

Awakened by the turbulence, Francesca opened her eyes to see that the aircraft was already landing, and she was now seated on her chair with her seatbelt buckled.

There was also a large, warm coat with Danrique's scent draped over her.

A warm, fuzzy sensation swirled within her heart at the thought of the man carrying her in his arms and tending to her.

Danrique on the

William home. Mr. Lindberg has to drop by the office,” Gordon remarked while walking over. “It's cold outside, so please wear

the room to put on a down jacket and hat. She then came back out

hung up the phone,

she could say anything, the man suddenly lifted her into his arms. “What are you doing?” she exclaimed in

“The stairs are slippery.”

the snow-filled sky were dozens

Hazel, along with several other high-level executives

Francesca buried herself in Danrique's embrace

down the stairs with her in his arms, not forgetting to ensure that her hat shielded her from the

people watching them, Hazel appeared incredibly

wished it were her

only noticed all the people waiting outside after arriving at the bottom of the stairs, but Danrique seemed

The woman nodded

inside the car, gestured at Gordon, and watched

while until Hazel approached him with some documents in hand. “Nacht Group