Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte finally woke up in a daze, turning over and burrowing into Zachary’s arms out of habit. Nuzzling the crook of his neck, she reveled in the scent that was solely his, feeling especially warm on the inside.

“Hey.” Zachary had just woken up too. He stroked her hair and kissed the crown of her head. “Hungry?”

“A little bit…” Charlotte retrieved her phone from under her pillow. “Oh God, it’s twelve already!”

“Yeah.” Zachary took her phone away. “It’s time for lunch.”

“I’ll go make us lunch now.” Charlotte scrambled to get out of bed.

“Don’t trouble yourself. I’ll handle it.” Zachary pulled her back. “Let’s hug for a little longer.”

“Is it really okay for you to not go to the company?”

Charlotte felt uneasy. Back when she was at Divine Corporation, he rarely went into work this late unless the time he went for business trips.

“I’m the boss. My word is the law.” Zachary turned on his phone and dialed a number. “Arrange lunch and have it delivered here at one sharp.”

and naughtily bit

avoiding his lips. “I should get up now. I have something to

Zachary held her chin, dropping a

slipped up, stopping herself at the very last

anyone else?” Zachary began to nibble

softly. “Stop it. I really need to get up now, and

“Shower here. I’ll help

all her toiletries had been prepared. There was even a

bathroom. Wait here

came

to Zachary’s blue ceramic cup which

she never expected to see this side of

so gentle and warm that she could barely remember how he was when he lost

moment, all she could think of was Zachary’s thoughtful and loving

to have grown accustomed

may have even fallen in love with

herself. Are

her phone ringing brought her back to reality. She hurriedly ran out