Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary tore off a generously large sheet and wiped his arm, as well as the drenched cheeks and lips of Ellie, who was still fast asleep.

He tossed the soaked wad over into the bin not far away, landing perfectly with one try.

After all was said and done, he exhaled in relief again. It was hard work to care for a child.

How did Charlotte do it all those years?

One is bad enough, but three…Thud. Something fell over.

Zachary turned and caught sight of Jamie’s gun on the floor by his bed. He jumped in his sleep and rolled off the bed.

Zachary shot out his leg to intercept Jamie. He fell onto it and clung on like a koala bear.

Currently, Zachary’s left arm and right leg were occupied by one child each. He was forced to remain frozen, limbs stretched out in opposite directions, like a grotesque performer of sorts.

Zachary attempted to retract his leg, but at the slightest hint of movement, Jamie clung on harder.

He did the same with his arm. Ellie held on as well.

this is great. Both are stuck on

himself on his ability to solve problems. However, that day was the first time he’d doubted himself.

more. Ten

not feel a thing. However, at the

assist, but as he was about to,

of

maintaining his balance. He was doing well and nearly forgot about the cramp in his

Poof.

eyes

Please have mercy on me! What creature

they use my arms and legs

and to fart on

Robbie couldn’t bear it any longer. “Jamie must have

screamed Fifi the parrot on the side of Jamie’s bed,

again. She let

fearing that he

has a temper,” Robbie

horrified. She ran over in a panic and pried Jamie away from him. “Mr. Nacht,