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.”

can you—”

before he walked

who was beside Ben, inquired, “Ben, are you really a

of everything you learn, why are you learning how to

bunny outfits came close to the latter, he skillfully

found his respect for the other man

was

to be principled

room was a sight of an

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

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

His fingers sunk into the leather couch as he struggled with all his might in his

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

speak the local language, and he was struggling both