Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Just when he was taking a bath, a silhouette made its way into the bathroom. It seemed like it was looking for some water to drink…

Zachary turned around and the woman bumped right into him. She lifted her head, opened her mouth, and just drank the water that came trickling down.

Like a person lost in a desert, she was looking for just any water to quench her thirst.

Charlotte was already wet all over from the water. Her skin was smooth as a pearl.

Zachary was dumbstruck at the sight of her sultry gaze and the way she smacked her lips. This alluring little minx can really do things to me.

He could feel the beast within him struggling to break free. Zachary could not hold it any longer as he circled her into his embrace as he kissed her forcefully.

“Mmm…”

Charlotte let out a soft moan like a helpless kitten. Her weak body trembled in the man’s embrace but she made no attempts to resist his touch.

Charlotte’s body seemed to have accustomed to the man’s touch.

begrudgingly. The man could no longer hold it in as

tightly around the man’s neck

been holding it in for too long, he went all out on Charlotte mercilessly

sofa and finally on the bed. Her pleas fell on

had only stopped at the break of dawn. Zachary hugged her onto the bed as he circled the

out from the rendezvous. She edged herself closer to the man and

phone inside the coat buzzed repeatedly and woke him up. He narrowed his eyes

drink, and hence was yearning

out to fetch a water bottle

his chest and

woman seemed like a baby on her milk bottle, and Zachary could not

curled into a smile as he observed the

aloud and handed the

floor, turned around, and pinned her beneath

her brows helplessly.

gentler

lips, reeling in the last drop of water on her lips. Then, he pulled the blanket over their

cupped his face as she watched the