Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

By the time she returned to the Nachts’ residence, the sun had set. As night approached, it looked as though a black veil had blanketed across the sky, making it look mysterious and distant.

Coming down from the car, Charlotte was distracted. Various questions were running amok in her mind, waiting for the answers that could settle them down.

“Ms. Windt,” greeted the surrounding guards and maids.

For a moment, Charlotte felt as if she was the lady of the house.

She shook her head, trying to shake the thought off her mind. “Where’s Mr. Nacht?” she asked.

“Mr. Nacht is at the pool. I’ll lead you there,” a maid replied. 

“All right. Thank you.”

Charlotte followed the maid across the garden to the pool. From afar, she could see a large blue lamp shining at the pool.

The light made the surface of the pool shimmer, and she could see a figure swimming in it.

Under the light, his slender figure seemed nimble. Looking at him, she could feel that familiar enigmatic sense exuding off him.

Charlotte jogged toward him. She wanted to use the opportunity to find out whether he had the tattoo on his lower back.

see a patch of dark green on his back, which meant he had a tattoo. Nonetheless, she could not see the design of his tattoo

throat as she jogged to

to get closer to him for

came closer, he swam to the other side. Hence,

happened next was her running after him

face, he gave her a

though he

intentionally?” Charlotte huffed as she hunched over, tired

smile, he lowered himself into the water again

and out of his

Charlotte whirled around to leave, but her footsteps

his identity today, I’m not sure I’ll have

would have the time nor

he can’t do much to

chairs and tables. On the table was a bottle of

cube out from the bucket and tossed it

Zachary jolted a little before he

previous ice cube, this one

of the

handful of ice cubes at

landed on Zachary’s back, bottom,