Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Spencer was looking through the ajar door and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, while Zachary leaned closer. Then she hugged him and they kissed

Ahem. Someone coughed, and Spencer scurried away, though not without casting a death glare at Ben. Ben only shrugged, and he went to close the door.

Their lips were about to touch, but Zachary instinctively pushed her away. He could pretend to be in a relationship with Cynthia, provided there was no direct contact with her, as he would be repulsed by any kind of skin contact.

Cynthia gesticulated, ‘I didn’t mean it. Someone was peeping on us, so I—’

“I know,” Zachary interrupted. “It was Spencer.”

Shocked, Cynthia bit her lip and nodded.

“Thank you.” Zachary left the bed. “Sleep tight.”

Ben was waiting for him outside. “Mr. Spencer has gone back to his room,” he reported once Zachary came out.

going back to his bedroom, he went to the study. Ben poured a glass of wine for him. “You’re

noticed too?” Zachary arched his

been working for you for a long time now, so that much is obvious for me.” Ben smiled. “The

him I’d try to date her, but if I don’t go a mile further,

if you want Mr. Henry to leave

do you mean I have to

apologies, Sir.” Ben

to extreme measures to make him leave. But I don’t really want to do that. Maybe I can get away with it without anyone noticing. After all, nobody’s gonna know what

“Good idea.” Zachary squinted.

bump into you guys when you’re going at it,” Ben suggested. “Especially Robbie. He’s really sensitive, and it’s going to hurt your

Zachary frowned and nodded.

will you

Ask Cynthia whether she would like to come with me tomorrow morning.” Zachary wanted to ‘get closer’ with Cynthia while keeping his children away

be delighted,” Ben said. “But Mr. Henry can’t