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—”

before he walked

inquired, “Ben, are you really a

Ben glared daggers at him. “Out of everything you learn, why are you learning how

in bunny outfits came close to

sight of that, Marino found his respect for the

Ben was his role

to be principled

room was a sight of an indulgent

hostesses—from bunny girls to

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

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

Get down from me— Hey, don’t unbuckle my belt! Stop touching my thigh! Ah! Don’t sit

the local language, and