Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Don’t be afraid. I’m fine,” Charlotte said as she patted Ellie’s back. “Let go of me for a bit. It seems like daddy is hurt.”

“Daddy!” The children remembered and ran over to him. “Are you all right, daddy?”

“Daddy, your arm is hurt!” Jamie exclaimed when he saw the severe burns on Zachary’s arms. He was pale with fright.

“Daddy, you need a doctor,” Robbie said as he put out the embers on Zachary’s clothes. “Your clothes are all scorched.”

“Daddy, does it hurt?” Ellie cried and covered her eyes.

Zachary paid no heed to the children. He stared at Charlotte the entire time with a mixture of rage, frustration but also love.

Charlotte scrambled over to him. “You fool!” she yelled as she pulled on his arm. “Why did you throw yourself into the fire like that?”

Before she finished her sentence, Zachary pulled into his embrace.

He was so forceful that he crashed Charlotte’s head against his chest.

through gritted teeth. “No matter what happens, you’re not allowed to come out

Charlotte nodded and

alone. You have me,” Zachary continued, “I will be here to help you even if the heavens came crashing down on you. Why won’t you ever remember that and cause me to worry every time? What would I do if something happens to you? What about the

chest, her arms around his waist. “I should not have

me to death, did you

bit her on the shoulder

she knew she deserved the punishment. He

make good lessons,” Zachary said as he pinched her cheek. “Remember this. If this happens

any next time,” Charlotte said as she gazed at his injuries. “Let’s go to the hospital.

on his shoulders, and lifted

carry us if you’re hurt. Put

heat emitting from your shirt. My butt is burnt from sitting on your

embers still on Daddy’s shirt? Will it burn

I’m carrying you despite being hurt and all you care about is

we’re worried that you