Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 2075 Her Tenderness

In a flash, Francesca’s words had Danrique’s heart melting. The man who appeared cold-blooded and ruthless was easily won over by her words.

In reality, it wasn’t her words that won him over. Instead, he was defeated by her tenderness. As Danrique gazed into Francesca’s limpid and vibrant eyes at the sincere affection within them, his heart softened at long last.

He reached out and hugged her, pressing her face into his chest. Then, he sighed helplessly. “What am I to do with you?”

Hugging him around the waist, Francesca coaxed gently, “Three months will pass in the blink of an eye. Don’t you have a lot of work as well? Let’s take this time to finish all our work. When everything is done, we can then be together without any distractions.”

Danrique didn’t argue further. “Okay, then. But you must remember that you belong to me.”

At that, Francesca was torn between laughing and crying. “Don’t worry, for you alone are enough for me. I don’t have the time and energy to deal with someone else.”

“This is more like it. Even if someone pursues you, you’ve got to keep your distance from him, okay?” Danrique pinched her cheek.

“Even if the king himself pursues me, I’ll never entertain him. My boyfriend is Danrique Lindberg. Who can compare to him?”

Francesca tilted her head to the side with a smug expression on her face.

help chuckling. He pinched her face, his eyes teeming with indulgence. “I’ve got to go to the airport in another two hours. Keep me company as I rest for a

shifted to the side, freeing

her. Reaching out, he hugged her and kissed her

lay beside him, nestling in

other like

atmosphere hung in the room, peaceful

plastered to the door and listened for a long time. When he didn’t hear any clamor or things

up?” Gordon asked in a

are dating, but we’re the ones

“Hehe! Sure enough, your method is effective! Everything you teach me to say to Ms. Felch

the future. Learn to say all that without having me to teach you.

yes!” Kerrie

The instant he glimpsed the caller ID, he hastily walked to the side and

his phone in hand. Frowning, he said to Gordon, “The president is urging Mr. Lindberg to go back. We might need to take

The plane is already waiting at the airport. As for Mr. Lindberg, go and inform him about this yourself,” Gordon replied

he bit the bullet and knocked on the room door. “Mr. Lindberg,” he