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.

she realized the pool was huge, and Zachary was swimming in the middle of it. From the land, she could see a patch of dark green on his back, which meant he had a tattoo. Nonetheless, she could not

she jogged to the other

wanted to get closer to him for

closer, he swam to the

running after him

surfaced and wiped his face, he gave

was as though he was

huffed as she

smile, he lowered himself into the

and out of

her footsteps halted after taking a few

leave. If I don’t find out about his identity today, I’m not sure I’ll have any

would have

he can’t do much to

ivory lounge chairs and tables. On

an ice cube out from the

Zachary jolted a little before he continued

Like the previous ice cube,

seconds, Zachary popped out of the water and shot a

handful of ice cubes

ice cubes landed on Zachary’s back,