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.

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

into her throat as she jogged to

to get closer to

came closer, he swam to the other

running after him

surfaced and wiped his face, he

was as though he was looking at a

as she hunched over, tired

lowered himself into the

out of his back, tempting Charlotte to

but her footsteps halted after

don’t find out about his identity today,

doubt I would have the time

so he can’t

lounge chairs and tables. On the table was a bottle of red wine, a bucket of

out from the bucket and tossed it

landed beside him, and Zachary jolted a little before

then tossed another piece. Like the previous ice cube, this one landed beside

Zachary popped out of the water

handful of ice cubes at

cubes landed on Zachary’s