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 fool without even

 

continued to shift about in Zachary’s arms, like a

had one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding on to her. He had no choice but

got even more audacious, her

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

her savagely, like how predators

passion and played along, making it even

sipped through the windows, their

a passionate night filled

the morning, Charlotte was awakened by the sunlight in her eyes. She was still

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,

and looked at herself. She was naked with only Zachary’s long coat covering her. Moreover, she felt an intense soreness in the groin

before realizing

“Ahhh!”

through the calm of

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