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.

not allowed to come out on your own and place yourself in danger. Do you

do.” Charlotte

help you even if the heavens came crashing down on you. Why won’t you ever remember that and cause me to

his waist. “I should not have made you

to death,

bit her on the shoulder

screamed in pain but she knew she deserved the punishment. He bit

as he pinched her cheek. “Remember this. If this happens

as she gazed at his injuries. “Let’s go

and lifted Ellie in his arm. Holding

if you’re hurt. Put

shirt. My butt is burnt from

embers still on Daddy’s

despite being hurt

we’re worried that you might