Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Hmm…” Charlotte flipped through her purse and noticed she only had a thousand three hundred in cash. She was reluctant to use it all up and asked meekly, “Do you accept credit terms?”

“Who takes credit terms when it comes to engaging a gigolo?” Zachary was flabbergasted.

“I only have this much.” Charlotte took out all the cash from her purse and placed them into his palm. “You see if it’s enough and for what type of services!”

“Fine!” Zachary put the cash into his pocket, stood up, and pulled her to leave.

Ben and the other bodyguards followed him at once, but he stopped them. “No need to follow me. I want to have fun myself tonight!”“But…” The bodyguards turned to look at Ben.

Ben could only move aside. Tonight was not the night for anyone else to say anything.

Zachary got into the car with Charlotte and sped off. Soon, they reached Sultry Night.

The clock had just struck nine; it was peak hour there.

Sultry Night was flooded with clubbers. Under the glittering and colorful lights, young people were dancing to their hearts’ content, following the rhythms of pop songs.

On the stage, the stripper was making seductive moves. Onlookers were mesmerized by the charm in her eyes and the allure of her body.

and changed into a cool jacket. Holding Charlotte’s hand,

joyful. She could finally put aside all the fear, defense, and caution

once Zachary put on a mask and turned into Gigolo, his

the manager of Sultry Night

to him, signaling for him to

was hiding his identity from Charlotte. Worried that his mouth

and whispered into his ear, “Just stay here. It’s so lively.

glanced at the crowd surrounding them with a slight frown. He hated close contact

was in high spirits, he finally decided to go with

and they took a seat. She ordered two cocktails. They

men below the stage were shrieking excitedly and squeezing one another forward like tigers ready to pounce on their prey. They even tossed money onto the stage and tried to catch the

them were also moving their bodies in great excitement, their eyes

was seated motionless on the high

are obsessed with the stripper’s dance. How can you remain so cool?” Charlotte rested her chin on her hands and gazed at Zachary

not keen on

her chin slightly. Looking intently into her glistening eyes

she was drunk, she seemed to turn into someone with a completely different personality. She would become part innocent,