Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Keep running. Let’s see where else can you run to.”

Zachary unfastened the buttons one by one, and adjusted the car seat with a smirk on his face.

“Don’t… Don’t do that. I’m feeling unwell today.” Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Really? We just had it this morning. Stop pretending.” Zachary got on top of her and pinned her down.

“It’s true. Let me go…Ah!” Charlotte started struggling and kept pushing his shoulders, yet it made no difference.

Before she could finish her words, he ripped her skirt forcefully and reached out to her.

“Please don’t…” Charlotte could only shut her eyes in despair.

Like a vampire, Zachary bit her neck and wanted to force himself on her. Suddenly, he realized something was off.

He took a look at his hand. There was blood on it.

Zachary was dumbfounded.

“I haven’t touched you. Why are you…”

“I’m… I’m having my period.” Charlotte bit her lips hard. How embarrassing is this!

he regained his composure. With a darkened face, he let go

wet tissues, then drove the

on the seat. She dared not say anything nor moved a muscle, but her body

had a feeling about her period since they got into the car. She thought

the car into the city. He kept gazing around

She pleaded, “Let me go, please. I want

the car at the roadside, then he headed

pushed the door and tried to run away. However, the moment she stepped out of the car, she realized her skirt

and covered her body with it, then she ran

walked into the store, looking

mask on his

Is he a robber?

shop assistants who were on the night shift turned pale in fright. They hid aside and took

“Excuse me.”

“Ah!”

them,

asked with his trembling lips, “What… What do you want?

asked with his

male assistant replied with

“You guys are fools.”

fifties walked out of the storeroom. She shook her head and let out a