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!

regained his composure. With a

hand with wet tissues, then drove the car

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

feeling about her period since they got into the car. She thought she could make it home in time but

the city. He kept gazing

was doing. She pleaded, “Let me go,

the car at the roadside, then he headed to a

left, she pushed the door and tried to

picked up his coat and covered her body with it, then she ran

store, looking around for

on his face, Zachary gave out

Is he a robber?

shift turned pale in fright. They hid aside

“Excuse me.”

“Ah!”

could ask them, two female

assistant took out a weapon and asked with his trembling

speechless. After taking a deep breath, he asked with his deep voice, “Do

Yes…” the male assistant replied with his

“You guys are fools.”

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