Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Ms. Lindberg, your bodyguards sure are an image of yourself,” joked Zachary in a good manner while stepping out of his private room. “All of you are hot-tempered.”

“Sorry ’bout that,” grinned Charlotte humbly. “Us Lindbergs are rather aggressive with quite a unique personality. Please excuse us, Mr. Nacht.”

“That’s quite alright, Ms. Lindberg. A gentleman will not pick fights with women.” A smile made its way to his lips. No matter what, Zachary had to redeem some of Ben’s and Marino’s dignity. “As for us Nachts, we might have superb combat skills, but we will never bully the weak just because we’re strong.”

Well said! Applaud Ben internally as he felt his dignity being restored.

Upon seeing someone finally had their backs, Marino’s gaze soften as well.

“Hah,” sneered Charlotte. “Who’s strong and who’s weak, we don’t even know yet.”

At the side, Lupine and Morgan cracked their knuckles, ever ready for another fight.

Ben and Marino did not back down either. The pair puffed up their chests and raised their fists, getting into a fighting stance.

“Arguing with women is not a gentleman’s character,” smirked Zachary while shrugging his shoulders. “How ’bout we play a game?”

“What game do you have in mind, Mr. Nacht?” Charlotte asked with an arched eyebrow, not backing down from the challenge.

“Shall we go to the basement?” asked Zachary as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaning nonchalantly against the door frame of his private lounge. “There are lots of games we can play at the basement… unless of course, you’re afraid and want to call it quits.”

her spine and lifted her chin in pride. “Who’s to say,

Zachary gestured in

side with six of

the wide hallway, Charlotte and Zachary walked next to each other in close proximity, shortening

the same mild perfume she used to wear. Everything about her

looking at?” snapped Charlotte,

you, of course!” Zachary

can look, but you will never get to touch,” retorted Charlotte

corners of

are. However, it was men’s territory. Pole dancers are on the stage, surrounded by cheers and whistles. All around them were games such as darts, shooting, and

their laps, playing poker as

got word that Zachary and Charlotte had arrived. He quickly got up to greet the two. The

“Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg!”

his hand dismissively, letting the crowd know not to

their eyes kept straying to the duo and the band

would you suggest, Ms. Lindberg?” Zachary

men’s idea of entertainment.” Charlotte swept her eyes across the room, finally landing on the dartboard. “A game of

nodded Zachary. “Not a bad choice,

now

remained silent, taking in the