Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Robbie remained in the room, his eyes never leaving the computer. He was waiting for the resident of the villa to appear in order to get a good look at her face. After a long while, however, she was nowhere to be seen. In addition, the villa’s windows had all been shut.

The only sights the mechanical dove was privy to were the villa’s stone walls.

Robbie felt his stomach growl. He picked up the hot cross bunny on the table and ate it, washing it down with milk. Then he continued watching the screen intently.

Before he knew it, it was noon, and Mrs. Rawlston was rapping on the door, calling, “Mr. Robinson, time for lunch.”

Robbie’s eyes were sore, and he was starving. However, he wasn’t about to squander this opportunity. He yelled through the door, “Mrs. Rawlston, can you bring the food up here? I’ll eat in the room.”

Mrs. Rawlston exchanged looks with Henry, who was standing behind her.

Henry nodded. With his permission, Mrs. Rawlston replied agreeably, “Alright, I’ll get it ready then.”

Robbie glared at the screen. They can’t possibly stay in there forever!

Mrs. Rawlston soon reappeared with lunch. Upon entering the room, she saw Robbie planted in front of the computer. “Mr. Robinson, you’ll hurt your eyes if you keep staring at the computer screen. Come and have lunch first,” she chided.

swiveled in his seat to face her. “Can

believed that the study table was not an appropriate place for meals but obeyed

Robbie reached for his food and began

rush through your food,” Mrs. Rawlston said tenderly. “Try the juice too. It’s freshly

nodded absently. “I’ll call for you when I’m

right,” Mrs. Rawlston said and

at the computer. All was still quiet at the villa. In spite of that, Robbie was unfazed. He was firm in his conviction that whoever was within would

of the day came and went without much fanfare. When at last night fell, Robbie sprawled onto the table

sound of a car revving startled Robbie awake. He rubbed

villa opened. Eight female bodyguards lined up before the door bearing black umbrellas. In their tidy rows, they formed

black suit marched out of

The figure he had seen that morning had looked

Robbie had spent

right before his eyes, Robbie refused to

eager eye. There was nothing he could tell from the single sliver