Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qThe room was covered in darkness, with the dim emergency light on the ground as the only source of illumination.

When Zachary opened his eyes, he stared blankly at the ceiling. The scenes from his dream were still replaying his mind.

In his dream, Charlotte was cruel and heartless. The frosty expression and the hateful gaze she had looked extremely frightening.

Zachary felt as if someone was crushing his heart. The pain was so excruciating that he could barely breathe.

Gradually, the pain turned into hatred, causing him to clench his fists. It was as though he would strangle Charlotte to death if she appeared before him.

However, he realized that something was pressing on his arms, causing them to feel heavy and numb. In fact, he could not even lift them.

While trying desperately to move his arms, he turned to look and was shocked by what he saw.

Am I dreaming? Is... Is that Charlotte? Why is she here?

Although Charlotte's face was buried in her arms, Zachary recognized her easily from the contours of her head and body.

in the past, he was extremely familiar with her

was her without needing to see

eyebrows, he began to replay the intimate act

call with Ben, he saw them embracing

caused his blood to boil, and he almost

be something wrong with my memory? Could it be that I didn't call Ben and she wasn't together

aside. He clearly remembered the video

have been mistaken, but why is

he pondered the question, Charlotte shifted in her sleep

in his heart.

and impulsiveness, he felt like pulling her up and demanding to know why she

moment he moved his hand, he felt agonizing pain shooting up his

up abruptly, she stared at

do you feel? Do you feel pain anywhere?

she reached for the button, but he held

feeble, so he could only tug at one of her fingers.