Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Zachary looked so proud as he said that, and Charlotte chuckled. She pinched his cheek and tried to scare him, “And how’d you know I am not putting on an act with Peter to lie to you? What if Chris actually got his hands on me? I might have to lie to you to keep myself safe.”

“Even if something did happen to you, then it’s still my fault.” Zachary’s nonchalance was suddenly replaced by a solemn attitude. “As a guy, anger and fury would be my first reaction. I would kill Chris right away, but then I thought that you’re the real victim in this situation. I’m guilty of failing to keep you safe. I let you face everything yourself, and that’s the consequence of my actions.”

“You’re saying that if Chris actually got his hands on me and infected me with AIDS, you will…”

“I will face it with you and come up with a solution.” Zachary held her head and gazed at her affectionately.

“Well, I don’t believe you!” Charlotte was touched, but she was still angry at the same time. Duality of man at work once again. She said, “You’re saying this so I won’t get mad at you! Hmph!”

Zachary didn’t waste his time explaining. He held her hand up and chomped down on her arm.

She screamed in pain. “What are you doing? That hurts a lot! I’m bleeding!”

he held her chin

at. “A-Are you mad?”

was angry at Zachary for endangering himself. “He might have failed at getting his hands on me, but we did come in contact a lot. I could

infected together and get treated.” Zachary looked calm. “AIDS isn’t necessarily a death sentence now. As long as we have money, we

one of us has to

him. He can take care

even make a complete

it,” Zachary teased. “Then, I’ll send Mrs. Rawlston over to make hot cross bunnies

halfway through. She held him tightly, and she couldn’t even

back gently. “Don’t cry. You have me with

finally broke into a smile, and she blew

unsightly woman you are,” Zachary laughed at