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.”

you just laid there like a fool without even

 

shift about in Zachary’s arms, like a

the steering wheel and the other holding on to her. He had no choice but to let Charlotte have her way with his body as he suppressed his sexual urges. He

more audacious, her movements were wilder than

to calm himself down, Zachary drove the car into a forest near Southcastle Shore where he proceed

kissed her savagely, like how predators

passion and played along, making it even

that sipped through the windows, their

was a passionate night filled with

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

sitting on the bonnet of the car with a cigarette in hand. His hair shifted as the wind blew. His white shirt was unbuttoned

looked at herself. She was naked with only Zachary’s long coat covering

for quite a while before realizing what happened

“Ahhh!”

pierced through the calm of

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