Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

“Keep running. Let's see where else can you run to.”

Zachary unfastened the buttons one by one, and adjusted the car seat with a smirk on his face.

“Don't... Don't do that. I'm feeling unwell today.” Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Really? We just had it this morning. Stop pretending.” Zachary got on top of her and pinned her down.

“It's true. Let me go...Ah!” Charlotte started struggling and kept pushing his shoulders, yet it made no difference.

Before she could finish her words, he ripped her skirt forcefully and reached out to her.

“Please don't...” Charlotte could only shut her eyes in despair.

Like a vampire, Zachary bit her neck and wanted to force himself on her. Suddenly, he realized something was off.

He took a look at his hand. There was blood on it.

Zachary was dumbfounded.

“I haven't touched you. Why are you...”

“I'm... I'm having my period.” Charlotte bit her lips hard. How embarrassing is this!

Zachary froze for a while before he regained his composure. With a darkened face, he let go of her.

He cleaned his hand with wet tissues, then drove the car out of the woods.

Charlotte curled up on the seat. She dared not say anything nor moved a muscle, but her body got increasingly uncomfortable.

Actually, she had a feeling about her period since they got into the car. She thought she could make it home in time but never thought that she would provoke him again.

Zachary drove the car into the city. He kept gazing around as if he was looking for something.

Charlotte had no idea what he was doing. She pleaded, “Let me go, please. I want to go home.”

Ignoring her, Zachary stopped the car at the roadside, then he headed to a convenience store.

Charlotte was afraid that he might do something crazy again, so after he left, she pushed the door and tried to run away. However, the moment she stepped out of the car, she realized her skirt was ripped.

Immediately, she picked up his coat and covered her body with it, then she ran away.

Zachary walked into the store, looking around for something.

Dressed in black with a mask on his face, Zachary gave out a strong aura.

Is he a robber?

Several shop assistants who were on the night shift turned pale in fright. They hid aside and took out their phones, ready to call the police at any time.

“Excuse me.”

“Ah!”

Before Zachary could ask them, two female assistants shouted loudly.

Another male assistant took out a weapon and asked with his trembling lips, “What... What do you want? We don't have much cash.”

Zachary was speechless. After taking a deep breath, he asked with his deep voice, “Do I look like a robber to you?”

“Y... Yes...” the male assistant replied with his shaky voice.

“You guys are fools.”

Right then, a plump woman in her fifties walked out of the storeroom. She shook her head and let out a sigh.