Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Do you like it?”

Charlotte kissed his ear as she started pulling his shirt.

Why is he wearing a f*cking robe? His back is completely covered, and I can’t take it off easily!

“I do…”

Zachary turned around to cup her face as he passionately kissed her. He then pinned her on the bed.

“Mm…” Charlotte twisted her body uneasily as her weak hands tried to remove his clothes. She wanted to peek at his back, but no matter what she did, she could not take off that robe on him.

How annoying!

“I’ll do it myself.”

With that said, Zachary took off his bathrobe and threw it aside before his body pressed on hers again.

Just as Charlotte was craning her neck to catch a glimpse of his back, he turned off the lights.

“Why did you turn off the lights?” Charlotte exclaimed.

“We can be more immersed in the moment when it’s dark.” Zachary bit her ears and locked his fingers with hers. “Look at me.”

Her head subconsciously turned upon hearing his words. In the dark, he was a ferocious beast with glowing eyes and overwhelming lust.

second, she suddenly thought about the night four years ago as well as that time

then, this was how Gigolo looked at

eyes were exactly

sure that it must

things.” Zachary’s heated breath crept into her

started to immerse herself in his

was a night of ecstasy. The moon seeped through the window and cast a shadow of the entangled bodies by

bodily warmth and heavy breathing melded together

and thoughts away

intensity and mania made her mind turn blank; all she could do

reached her peak, Charlotte

He bit her lips as if was punishing her and did not allow

wrong with

corporate leader.

his other identity, he figured it was

started moving when the sunlight filtered through the paneled windows

eyes, turned around,

another bout of rest, she finally crawled out

she realized the curtains were not

who was outside would have seen

she hurriedly grabbed the bathrobe on the floor to cover