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 like a fool

 

a ball of fire trying

other holding on to her. He had no choice but to let Charlotte have her way

audacious, her movements were wilder

near Southcastle Shore where he proceed to lay her on the seat. “You asked for it,” he rasped as he bit

savagely, like how predators enjoyed

was burning with passion and played along, making it even more irresistible

alluring moonlight that sipped through the windows,

a passionate night filled

She was still a bit woozy when she opened

in hand. His hair shifted as the wind blew. His white

only Zachary’s long coat covering her. Moreover, she

blank for quite a while before realizing what

“Ahhh!”

terrified scream pierced through

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