Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The door to the room opened and a cold draft rushed into the room. A tall figure walked in, its shadow spilling across the bed menacingly.

Charlotte could feel her heartbeat speeding up as she stared at him like a startled kitten.

“Welcome back, Mr. Nacht!” Raina greeted.

Zachary waved his hand and Raina left the room with her eyes on the ground.

The moment the door closed, Zachary began to close in on Charlotte, making her flinch and burrow into her sheets. “W-What do you want?”

“Are you scared of me?” he asked, sitting down on the couch by the window.

Charlotte resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Who isn’t?

“Why did you bring me here?” she asked in the end, trying her best to look calm and collected.

“You were injured during work hours, so I am obliged to make sure that you’re recovering well,” Zachary said. His voice was frigid and emotionless, but his gentle gaze gave away his true feelings. “How are you doing? You’re not dying, are you?”

“Shut up!” Charlotte yelled impulsively, only to regret it immediately. “I won’t be sitting here talking to you if I had died, Sir!”

She emphasized the word ‘sir’, as though she had resigned herself to fate.

“Wesley Holt has been detained by the police,” Zachary said as he poured himself a cup of wine. He swirled the wine around as he continued, “So, what rewards would you like to have for your heroic acts?”

hesitating. “Just give me some

all you care about?”

salary isn’t enough,” Charlotte protested. “Besides, I don’t suppose you’re going to deduct that from my

her and stood up to

for visiting me, Mr. Nacht! Have a nice day!” she chirped after him as he

a huge sigh of relief when the door closed behind him. I don’t think he has found the

can’t give him the chip yet…he’ll think

leave this place before anything bad

glanced at the little black box that contained the chip. Was it actually

buried herself in the sheets and opened

her phone and realized that

her pillow, she

walked into the room just seconds later. “Yes,

to go home. Can you get a cab for me?” Charlotte

Nacht has requested that you stay until your injuries have healed,” Raina said with a slight bow of her head. “Do you need anything? I can help

waiting for me. They’ll be worried if I

and Charlotte’s phone could not be turned

first?” Raina suggested. “I presume that there isn’t anyone around

exhausted from care of the kids. I can’t become yet another burden on

I don’t want to