Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Do you remember the last time when we did it here in the car? You were so into it, weren’t you… “ Chris whispered in Charlotte’s ears with the last shred of his rationality. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be gentle… “

“No!” Charlotte tried pushing him away, but to no avail.

With the effect of the drug completely taking over him, Chris felt as if he was burning, with all the blood in his body surging toward his groins.

He took off his clothes, grabbed Charlotte’s hands, and leaned in for a kiss.

As Charlotte turned her head away by reflex, she noticed something odd about his lower back.

The wolf head tattoo that was supposed to be there was nowhere to be seen.

Her eyes widened in shock. It’s not him! It’s not!

How can this be?

“Babe, I want it. Give it to me… “ Chris growled, his lips closing up onto her red lips.

“You liar!” Charlotte slapped him. “You freaking liar!”

“What?” Chris blurted out, coming to his senses from the pain.

your back!” Charlotte yelled. “Who are you? Why are you pretending to

“Does that really matter?”

body was telling him

love you, Charlotte. I want

of her wrists, he restrained them with a hand and began stripping her clothes

thrashed

Rolls-Royce collided

was so severe that Chris fell over, freeing Charlotte from

the hard pavement and rolling into the

immediately shot up her shoulders and

up, but her arms felt weak and

leather shoes suddenly appeared

taking a closer look at the person in front of

of a man seemed to sparkle in the darkness of the night. Through his mysterious mask, a pair of eyes burning with anger could

It’s him! He’s here!

She called out his name

was certain that the man she

sounding in her ear, “Why didn’t you listen

really you!” Charlotte could no longer hold back her tears. She put her arms around his neck and cried, “I

Chris mumbled as he finally got himself out of the car to