Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2133 In Trouble

All of a sudden, Francesca shuddered as a nightmare jolted her awake. She was struggling to get out of bed when Danrique quickly pulled her back with a hug. “What’s the matter?”

“I think something’s happened to William,” Francesca blurted. “Monica told me earlier that—”

Alas, an annoyed Danrique cupped her face and interrupted, “Shoosh! You’re not allowed to think of other men when you’re with me.” “That’s not it. I—”

Before Francesca could finish her words, Danrique kissed her hard, thinking that’d be the best way to shut her up. No matter how much she struggled, the latter refused to let her go.

Just then, they heard a loud rap at the bedroom door. “Mr. Lindberg, I have something urgent to report,” Sean shouted.

Knowing how dangerous it was to disturb Danrique at that moment, the poor man couldn’t stop sweating bullets.

Francesca quickly used the opportunity to push Danrique away and glare at him. “We’ve already done it four times, and my body is about to fall apart. Do you really still want more?”

“Fine. I’ll let you off this time,” Danrique said as he playfully bit her earlobe and got out of bed. “Stay in the room. Don’t wander about.”

After a quick shower, he changed into a fresh set of clothes and hurriedly left the room.

at the retreating figure before

wasn’t long before she realized there were traces of him all over her body and how sore and painful she was. My goodness. It feels like my body

and Danrique

stuck her head out to check. To her surprise, it was Norah who had brought two maids along

orders, Ms. Felch. Please,

quickly ducked back into the bathroom and continued

and Norah’s voice rang out. “We’ve finished cleaning up, Ms. Felch. I’ve left your clothes on the sofa. You can take a

Thank you, Mdm. Norah,” Francesca

wrapped herself in a towel

room was spick and span, and even the bedsheets and pillowcases were all replaced. A set of casual attire in Francesca’s size was also neatly placed

quickly got dressed and took out her phone from the backpack to

was off, she decided to call Robin

the latter finally picked up the

where’s William? Why can’t I get

resting. He isn’t

we left! Does he have to rest for that long?” Francesca asked anxiously. “Has something