Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I do. I just do not trust Danrique.” Charlotte frowned. 

“He has a short fuse. A really short one. And his temper is explosive to boot. He doesn’t care about anyone or anything if he gets mad. I heard Francesca ran away after she injured him, so I was worried he might push all that anger onto you.”

“You do not know your brother at all, and you’re his sister.” Zachary shook his head and smiled drily. 

“Danrique didn’t spend all that time trying to catch Francesca just to treat his condition.”

“Why did he capture her then?” Charlotte asked. 

“Wait, is it really…”

“Yes, love of course. Love.” Zachary pinched her cheek. 

“You’re really slow, aren’t you?”

“Fine. I did suspect that love might be a possibility. Danrique probably feels something for Francesca, but I have no idea how deep that feeling goes.” Charlotte postulated.

“I just think he doesn’t care about anyone or anything. Not even his kids. He doesn’t seem to love his kids, unlike you.”

“No. He does love his kids.” Zachary saw through Danrique easily. 

“But he just doesn’t know how to show his love. Take it slow. This is going to be a slow burn.”

have a point,

Danrique to let

I took the chance to

“I am sorry?”

Charlotte everything about the

when he was done,

to take us to him

tomorrow: to settle the score between

understanding?” Charlotte was even more

“You’ll understand eventually.”

the meeting they would have to attend the next day. Eventually, they got back

with the other bodyguards to take the children in, then Raina checked Robbie’s injury and fed him

was feeling better after going through a healing session and getting reunited

Charlotte again

held his cheek as

gotten ugly or something?” Zachary huddled closer and gave her a gentle kiss. It was their first kiss in a

and Zachary tried to pin Charlotte down, but the moment he made a move, he tore his wound open, and

alright?” Charlotte

Zachary stopped moving and

know how

Charlotte, for at least the second