Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1929 

"Rest now" instructed Danrique matter-of-factly.

Lying beside her and propping his head with his arm, he gazed at her gently.

"When I fell sick, you climbed into my bed and kept me company just like this..."

"I simply wanted to get my necklace back."

Francesca stared at him warily.

"Did you misunderstand anything?"

"No..."

Danrique moved closer to her.

"You even kissed me"

" Before Francesca could say anything, Danrique's cold lips touched on her forehead.His gentle kisses landed on her brows, eyes, cheeks and finally, her lips.Francesca was stunned.Her heart started pounding rapidly as her mind turned blank.

For some reason, she did not have the urge to push him away.Is it because I'm injured and can't move my arm?

 "See, you still like me"

Danrique remembered clearly what the book said—if a girl did not refuse a guy's intimate acts, it meant that she liked him.

A girl's body was very honest.

"Danrique...Mmm..."

her lips.His passionate kiss took her by storm, stealing her

heart pounded quickly

she stared at him in

wanted to push

to her other arm.It was so numb with pain that she could only place it

not exert any

Danrique, her actions were simply in sync with

meant that she liked him and could not control her actions—her true feelings were

even more engrossed in

a primitive urge

his best to control himself but he still accidentally

"Ah..."

in such pain that she trembled uncontrollably.Her tears were

let her go and moved aside.He called for the doctor in a

"It's fine."

Francesca quickly stopped him.

needle poking me.It's

skin, causing

out the needle and treating the wound, the

Danrique did not dare to

sat on the sofa at the side and stared at

he said softly,

"You scum!"

glared at him