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.

dare!” Francesca growled ferally. She was about to give the bodyguards a piece of her

mine! Give it back to me!” Francesca tried to snatch her backpack back,

can pull any tricks without that backpack of yours,

you won’t lose any battle. I’ve been at odds with this idiot for years. Now he knows everything I have up

do nothing against Danrique, but she refused to give up without a fight. She looked around,

them, trying to wake them up so they could fight for her, but Danrique

catch Francesca, and he knew she had

b*stard!” Francesca howled. Darn. Now I have no

well.” Danrique yanked Francesca’s wrist and pinned her against the tree. “You’re going

you say so?” Francesca smirked at him, and the look in her eyes annoyed Danrique. She raised her voice, “I

mouth. He didn’t want her

wanted to shout, but all she could muster 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