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

 

in Zachary’s arms, like a ball of fire trying to light

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

got even more audacious, her movements

car into a forest near Southcastle Shore where he proceed

like how predators enjoyed their

and played along, making it even more irresistible

alluring moonlight that sipped through the windows, their

passionate night

her eyes. She was still a bit woozy when she

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

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

blank for quite a while before

“Ahhh!”

pierced through

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