Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“There are more to come,” Zachary tempted with a grin. “After you leave this place today, you won’t think that woman’s any good anymore.”

“You mean Charlotte?” When Charlotte’s face appeared in Louis’ mind, he suddenly felt as if he was making a mistake by coming here. “I still think she’s great. If she finds out I’ve been here, I’m sure she’ll be upset. Forget it. I’m going back.”

Louis’ eyes widened instantly as his gaze trailed from her collarbone and downward. When he saw her bosoms, his eyes widened further, and blood began streaming down his nose.

“Pft!” The young woman giggled as she covered her mouth. “Oh my, maybe some wine will freeze that nosebleed of yours.”

With that said, the young woman then motioned for the other women to lead Louis into Zachary’s private room.

“Sir Louis reminds me of the first time I was here at Sultry Night,” Ben sighed. “Like him, I was so shy and uncomfortable. But later on, you doomed me.”

Glaring at Zachary gloomily, he complained, “Now I’m completely unfazed by everything.”

“Isn’t that good? You’ve developed an immunity to it.” Zachary grinned. “Although you frequent this place, you’re still a virgin. That must be tough.”

h-how can you—”

grin widened before he

beside Ben, inquired, “Ben, are you really

him. “Out of everything you learn, why are you learning

Ben entered the room. When two girls dressed in bunny outfits came close to the latter, he skillfully maneuvered his way around them, completely unperturbed by their

sight of that, Marino found his respect for the

was his role

to be principled and incorruptible like

room was a sight of an

were all kinds of hostesses—from bunny girls to mature, sexy

lost himself to this paradise. As a group of gorgeous women surrounded him on the couch and

like a prisoner caught in between his desires and morals. His fingers sunk into the leather couch as he struggled with all his

Hey, don’t unbuckle my belt! Stop touching my thigh! Ah!

to speak the local language, and