Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Obviously,” Francesca mocked Danrique openly. “I can come and go as I please. The security system in your place is sh*t.”

“Why you little…”

“Did you level them up though?” Francesca demanded. “What is up with all these infrared sensors? And this pool filled with crocodiles? What if I slip and fall into it? They could have eaten me!”

“Hey, I thought you’re the Queen of Beasts,” Zachary piped up.

“If they’re on the land, yeah. Not aquatic creatures.” Francesca shot him a nasty glare and patted her clothes angrily. “Godda*mit. Now my clothes are soiled. Ew, they smell.”

“And that’s why I leveled up the security system and added the beasts you’re scared of. So you won’t trash the place.” Danrique was delighted to see her looking so messy, and he even grinned mischievously. “Now you have nowhere to run.”

He gave his command, and a few female bodyguards surrounded Francesca.

Francesca growled ferally. She was about to give the bodyguards a piece of her mind,

me!” Francesca tried to snatch her backpack back, but the bodyguards were already leaving with

tricks without that backpack of yours, Dora.”

in fury. The Art of War at it again. Know your enemy and yourself, and you won’t lose any battle. I’ve been at odds with this idiot for

all the items she brought with her back at the crocodile pool. Even her snake was nowhere to be found. Now she was just a helpless girl who could do nothing against Danrique, but she refused to give up without a fight. She looked around, and to her delight, she noticed two panthers,

for her,

nights coming up with the perfect plan to catch Francesca, and he knew she had no way out once she

Now I have no way

well.” Danrique yanked Francesca’s wrist and pinned her against the tree. “You’re going nowhere until you heal me,”

Francesca smirked at him, and the look in her

mouth. He didn’t want her to

was a muffled whimper. She flailed her legs and tried to kick Danrique, so he picked her up and put her on his shoulder, then he spanked