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.

the night four years ago as well as

then, this was how Gigolo looked

were

sure that

things.” Zachary’s heated

started to immerse

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

warmth and heavy breathing melded together to

Zachary wiped the worries and thoughts

turn blank; all she could do was lean

peak,

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

something wrong

and domineering corporate leader. Instead, she longs

other identity, he figured it was pointless to

Charlotte lay sprawled on the bed, deep in dreamland. She only started moving when the sunlight filtered through the paneled windows to shine on her

turned around, and continued

another bout of rest, she finally crawled out of the bed when the sunlight

she realized

Anyone who was outside would

she hurriedly grabbed the bathrobe on the floor to cover herself up before drawing the