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.

years ago as well as that time in

how

eyes were

was sure that

other things.” Zachary’s heated breath crept into her heart.

started to immerse herself in

seeped through the window and cast a shadow of the entangled bodies by the side of

bodily warmth and heavy breathing melded

wiped the worries and thoughts

her mind turn blank; all she could do was lean

reached her peak,

Zachary’s body; he frowned. He bit her lips as if was punishing her and did not allow her to say anything

be something wrong with this woman’s

want an almighty and domineering corporate leader. Instead, she longs for a

his other identity, he figured it was pointless

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

turned around, and continued

she finally crawled out of the bed when the

only then that she realized

who was outside would have

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