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.

suddenly thought about the night four years ago as

then, this was how Gigolo

were

sure that

other things.” Zachary’s heated breath

eyes, she started to immerse

of ecstasy. The moon seeped through the window and cast a

bodily warmth and heavy breathing melded

wiped the worries and thoughts away from

mania made her mind turn blank; all she could do was

peak,

shudder took over Zachary’s body; he frowned. He bit her lips as

wrong

corporate leader.

his other identity, he figured it was pointless to

bed, deep in dreamland. She only started moving when the sunlight filtered through

eyes, turned around, and

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

realized the

no! Anyone who was outside would have seen

she hurriedly grabbed the bathrobe on the floor to