Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1968 

Francesca took another shower before she slipped herself into a set of clean and comfortable sleepwear.

After she drank the warm soup Norah had prepared for her, she went on to nestle herself snuggly into the bed, ready to turn in for the night.

That was when the door crept open.

Good grief.

Here he comes again!

 "Don't you already know that I'm on the rag?"

Sitting up swiftly, Francesca aimed a pillow at him.

The projectile was snatched out of the air.

Placing it underneath his own head, Danrique then laid himself down next to her in the same fluid sequence.

Following that, he reached out to reel her petite frame into his arms so that he may cradle her like a kitten.

"Leave me alone!"

Francesca struggled in exasperation as she feared he would be unable to keep his own primal urges in check.

"I just want to cuddle, that's all" whispered Danrique into her ears as he playfully pinched her behind with his huge mitt.

"But no guarantees if you are going to keep up with your squirming like this."

Upon hearing that, Francesca settled herself down and docilely submitted herself to his embracing.

"Does your abdomen hurt?"

he gently massaged

"Not anymore"

her dainty head to regard him.His well-defined features appeared especially charming when illuminated by the mellow light cast against the duskiness of

eyes of his sparkled gloriously

kiss him caused

"Francesca Felch!"

her sentiments, he continued to

lovely name, but I

used

could still remember that they had indeed shared a delightful first love

her quite often, sans some of the details which

so rude back then!" scoffed Danrique, rolling

you’ whenever you

something I'd say" said

case, why did

name was when I asked!" replied Danrique, nudging

"That doesn't..."

her eyes in

I don't

"Enough of that."

such trivialities, Danrique leaned in to suck on her

"Mmph..."

hands on his shoulders, petrified by the thought

grew in intensity while his scintillating presence and fiery passion threatened to

throughout Francesca's body, prompting her to pound hard upon his back with both

tough as steel and impervious to the resistance

relinquished his hold on her a while later with a final peck