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.”

laid there like

 

a ball of

hand on 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 needed to

as Charlotte got even more audacious, her movements were wilder

to calm himself down, Zachary drove the car into a forest near Southcastle Shore where he proceed to lay her on the seat. “You asked

savagely, like how

with passion and played along, making it even more irresistible

sipped through the windows, their

passionate

Charlotte was awakened by the sunlight in her eyes. She was

was sitting on the bonnet of the car with a cigarette in hand. His hair shifted as the wind blew. His white shirt was unbuttoned and danced in the wind, revealing his wolf head tattoo on

at herself. She was naked with only Zachary’s long coat covering her. Moreover, she felt an

before

“Ahhh!”

terrified scream pierced through

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