Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte was whimpering in pain over her eyes. She scratched on Zachary’s arms hard, leaving bloodied lines all over.

However, the man seemed unfazed by the pain as she scratched on. He wiped off the lipstick on her lips and gritted through his teeth, “Look at yourself right now! You look like a whore!”

“What does it have to do with you? Let me go…”

Charlotte wrestled the man furiously.

However, the man opened another bottle of wine and poured it all over her face and body.

It seemed like he was trying to cleanse her sins off of her.

Charlotte finally fell silent when the man poured another bottle of wine over her. She slumped against the sofa, shifting uneasily from the heat, and panted lightly.

Her chest heaved up and down from the panting as she tried to catch her breath. The woman’s porcelain-fair skin was accentuated by the ruby red liquid and the dim lighting, alluring and inviting.

Zachary’s eyes burned with lust, but he did not lay a finger on her. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her half-naked body. Then, he carried her and exited the private room.

woman leaned her head against his chest silently, drained from her

her all the way to

bodyguards knew better than to trail behind

only a stone’s throw away from Storm Hotel. They reached there

usual, Zachary parked his car at the back of the hotel. The manager was

dumped her into a tub full of

shower. However, he rushed back to the tub when he noticed sounds of

Charlotte struggling in the bathtub as if she

“Idiot!”

guess she will be breaking a world record as the first person who drowns herself in

the woman was drunk beyond her wits because of him. At that point, there was no way

had no other choice but to

of clothing still on the woman and

However, there were a few scratches here and there

from the enticing sensation. Despite the burning lust in his eyes, Zachary tried his best to hold the beast in himself

had wanted to wash her hair but realized that it was not an easy endeavor. After fumbling with it for some time, he still had no idea where to

drifting in and out of consciousness, he had to steady her shoulders with his one hand, lest she fell into the

I never knew bathing a woman would be such an arduous