Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 117

Zachary carried Charlotte out from the back exit.

Chris was anxiously waiting on the car. When he saw them he immediately approached Zachary and apologized, “I’m so sorry man. I would have never known…”

Thump!

Zachary kicked him aside. “If you weren’t my aunt’s son, I would have crushed your throat by now!”

Chris face turned pale from the pain, but did not say anything about it. On the contrary, he apologized, “It was all my fault. Is she okay?”

Zachary paid him no heed and carried Charlotte into the Aston Martin.

At the moment, Charlotte had totally succumbed to the effects of the drug Yolanda gave her. She entangled herself on Zachary’s body and buried her face into his neck, indulging herself with the familiar smell.

“It’s you…” Charlotte murmured. She wrapped her hands around his neck and gave him an endearing kiss.

“Goddammit!” Zachary’s forehead creased. “So, you’ve been drugged.”

wonder you just laid there

 

shift about in Zachary’s arms, like a ball of

on to her. He had no choice but to let Charlotte have her way with his body as he suppressed his sexual

as Charlotte got even more audacious,

into a forest near Southcastle Shore where he proceed to lay her on

her savagely, like how predators enjoyed

burning with passion and played along, making it even

moonlight that sipped through the windows,

passionate

the sunlight in her eyes. She was still a bit woozy when she opened her eyes

hand. His hair shifted as the wind blew. His white shirt was unbuttoned and danced in the wind, revealing his wolf head

was naked with only Zachary’s long

before realizing

“Ahhh!”

scream pierced through the calm of

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