Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary narrowed his eyes at Charlotte’s wrist.

“Aren’t you going to let her go?” Ben bellowed at the guy, “Are you tired of having your hands attached to your body?”

The man hurriedly let go of Charlotte and retracted a few steps and slumped to the sofa behind. He asked in an apprehensive manner, “Who- who are you guys?”

The other men at the sofa were scared to their wits and dared not make a sound.

“Make him lose the hand that was gripping her wrist just now!”

Zachary barked the orders before turning around to leave.

Stumped, Charlotte froze on the ground, widening her eyes in disbelief at the turn of events. Before she could even figure out what just transpired, the sounds of the man wailing in pain filled the private room.

As she traced the sounds of the man screaming in pain, she was greeted by the sight of Ben stepping the man’s hands against the wall. The crisp sounds of the man’s bones cracking rang in her ears.

The man’s face grimaced with the excruciating pain. He tried hard to struggle himself free but to no avail.

The other people in the private room paled at the sight as they retreated themselves to a corner, not daring to utter even a single word.

The hostesses had never seen anything like it and shuddered in fear as they covered their eyes.

“You have a death wish!” Ben scowled at the man and retracted his foot.

the floor and fainted from the agonizing

the ground. Moments passed and she

are you waiting for? Come right this

that the

forced herself to snap out of

as they made their way over to Zachary’s private room. Has he recognized me? How is he going to punish me if he has

they had already reached Zachary’s private room. He was enjoying his drink quietly on the sofa. He looked calm and composed,

as she

Ben gestured

had no choice but to enter the private room, making

Zachary paid no heed to her as

Zachary put down the drink in his hand, and finally parted his lips to order her, “Go

stumped, but she relented and went over to the back and washed

on the other hand, was

done,” Charlotte said in a small voice after she was done. She had

Zachary gestured at

another bottle of

the while, Zachary had not once averted his gaze from

after some guy gripped it. Second of all, he

on the back of her hand had

the scar on her palms from being scalded by the

over her hand to check, her palm was actually concealed

poured a half a glass

all the while as she kept her head

lifted her head and looked him