Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 2327

Hugging Francesca in his arms, Danrique tenderly kissed her on the forehead. How I wish I could hold her forever and be together for eternity!

Francesca seemingly sensed his warmth as well. She burrowed into his embrace, rubbing her face against his neck. As her skin brushed against him, it left a tingling feeling in its wake.

That inadvertent teasing was sufficient to ignite the fire within him.

The urge to take her gripped him, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He was all too clear that she was exhausted to the core then, so he couldn't touch her.

Despite the fervent desire within him to join with her and reestablish their intimacy, he had to endure it.

That night, Francesca slumbered soundly. She slept from a little over eight o'clock to only wake up the next day at o'clock in the afternoon. Opening her eyes groggily, she muttered, “I'm hungry.”

“You're hungry? I'll have someone prepare some food at once.”

Danrique instantly notified Norah to prepare some food and deliver it upstairs. Then, he went to the bathroom and drew a bath.

Francesca was dazed for a while before she got out of bed and washed up. Having done that, she returned to the mini living room in the bedroom to eat.

entire process was ingrained and

had always been the mistress of that bedroom. Everything appeared to

a

eating, making it seem like she was doing something

the same, forever having such a big appetite and respect for food. She sleeps and eats well, just like

at me?” Francesca questioned out of

for a second before the corners of his mouth lifted.

Rolling her eyes at him, Francesca uttered coldly, “Well? How much are

half of my assets

But in the next heartbeat, she changed her tune, adding,

When did you change so much?”

is nice, but half of your assets come at the price of innocent lives, so forget

Francesca recalled the deaths of Layla and Lincoln,

mistake once. There can't

“I'm sorry.”

Truly, he was guilt-stricken about that incident. Alas, he had never been good at words, so he had no idea what else to say other than

“I don't want to say that it's okay. I'm saving Charlotte mainly because I owe her father a debt of gratitude.