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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort Chapter 151
“What do you think?” Zachary squeezed her chin, raised her face, and looked into her eyes. “No one has ever dared to give my things away to others—you are the first!”
“No, I…” Charlotte wanted to explain, but didn’t know where to start.
“It seems like you are hiding something,” Zachary sneered, “So, how are you going to explain it to me?”
“I’m sorry…” Charlotte bowed her head and apologized, “It is reasonable that I should compensate, but this is a hundred million. I won’t be able to afford it even if you sell me off…”
“All right, we’ll do what you just said!”
Zachary interrupted her and turned around to return to his seat. He then picked up a pen and paper and started writing.
“Uh…” She was dumbfounded. “What are you doing?”
“You asked me to sell you off to repay your debt.” He quickly drafted a simple debt repayment agreement and handed it to her. “Sign, and press your fingerprint!”
“…”
Charlotte took a look and could not help being stunned.
Debt Settlement Agreement: Charlotte Windt owes Zachary 100 million. Deducting 2 million in bonuses, she now owes 98 million and voluntarily collateralizes herself to Zachary Nacht. From now on, Charlotte shall obey all of Zachary’s orders and always be on-call…
“You can repay me 98 million now, or return my ruby necklace, or sign this debt repayment agreement. Decide for yourself!”
He tapped on the agreement with a pen as if he were a judge pronouncing her fate with a gavel.
She suddenly felt thunderstruck. Her world was spinning so fast that she almost fainted…
How could I have forgotten that the Devil is inherently cruel and greedy?
How dare I mess with him?
Do I have a death wish?
“Hmm?” Zachary was losing his patience.
She had countless countermeasures flashing through her mind like a barrage. Soon, she chose the simplest one—
“You gave me this necklace and many people can testify that. Since it’s mine, I can do whatever I want with it. So why should you make me pay for it? You can’t justify it even if you go through the legal process.”
“Very good.” Zachary’s lips curled up. “Are you discussing law with me?”
“Th-That’s how it was…” Charlotte pretended to be calm.
“I did give it to you, but you gave it back to me.” He started to explain, “Since you gave it back to me, it’s not yours anymore—it’s mine to throw away. However, you ran back to get it and then gave it to someone else without my permission…”
He immediately called Ben, “Call Mr. Williams.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“W-wait a minute.” She panicked immediately. “Mr. Nacht, let’s discuss this properly.”
“Weren’t you confident a minute ago?” Zachary raised his eyebrows.
“I don’t understand…” Her legs became feeble and she wanted to cry. “You lost a necklace worth 100 million just like that, which means you don’t care at all. So why should I pay?”
“I can give you a necklace worth 100 million or throw it away, but I don’t allow other women to wear it on their necks. That is an offense to me!”
Zachary solemnly warned, “You must pay for your irresponsible behavior!”
Charlotte was speechless. I shouldn’t have underestimated his manipulativeness.
I shouldn’t have overestimated Luna’s IQ, either!
That stupid woman actually strutted around with the ruby necklace. She doesn’t know that she is bringing trouble to herself and me.
“I don’t have the patience to argue with you.” Zachary checked his watch. “If you don’t sign, I’ll leave it to the lawyer.”
“I…” She was flustered. After thinking about it, she said tentatively, “Please give me some time. I will return the necklace to you, all right?”
“Fine, I’ll give you a chance.” He nodded. “You tell me the time.”
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“Seven days?” Charlotte asked tentatively.
Zachary did not speak but frowned slightly.
“Th-three days?” She immediately flinched. “If I can’t return your necklace within three days, I-I will sign this agreement.”
“You promised this yourself; I didn’t force you to.” He leaned on his seat gracefully, looking generous. “I will wait for you here at the same time three days later!”
“Okay.”
Charlotte did not know how she got out of the building. It was already 7:40 p.m., and all her colleagues had got off work.
She called for a cab and was on the verge of crying when she was in the vehicle. Why is everyone forcing me?
First, it was Luna and her mother. Now it’s Zachary. They just keep coming for me, one worse than the one before…
I just want to live a peaceful life. Why won’t they let me go…
“Where are you heading?” the taxi driver asked.
“I…” She was startled and said, “Bar DTT.”
After thinking about it carefully, she decided to confess these things to the Gigolo In Debt, to discuss it with him and face it together.
Zachary forced me into this because he likes me and wants me for himself.
If I tell him the truth, take my boyfriend to see him, and explain my situation clearly, Zachary will no longer have such thoughts.
And then I will find a way to return the ruby necklace to him. That will resolve everything.
Thinking of this, she texted Gigolo In Debt: I’m reaching the bar soon. Are you there yet?
There was no reply from him.
Charlotte then recalled her chat history with the “Gigolo In Debt”.
Although the number in her phone’s contact list had been deleted, the messages were not.
Thus, she sent a text message to his old number.
Thinking that his old number had been deactivated, she sent the same text message to his new number, and saved it under “Gigolo In Debt 2”.
Soon, Gigolo In Debt 2 called, “Baby, I’m on my way to the bar. Where are you? I’ll pick you up.”
“It’s fine. I got a cab,” she said, “Gigolo, I want to talk to you after the show tonight.”
“Sure.”
Chris was overjoyed. As long as I can spend more time alone with her, our relationship will improve.
“We’ll talk later. See you at the bar.”
“See you there.”
After hanging up, Chris made a call and gave his instructions.
“Send nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses to Bar DTT. And bring me my ten-carat ring.”
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An extended Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared…
Zachary could not help but feel puzzled when he received Charlotte’s text message.
She firmly broke up with me before and returned the money to me. During this time, she hasn’t contacted me at all. Why did she suddenly send me this text?
She doesn’t seem to be testing waters, nor is she requesting to make up. On the contrary, the tone of her message…it’s like how we used to contact each other every day…
Besides, I haven’t been to Sultry Night for a long time. Why is she suddenly asking me to go to the bar?
Something about this message made Zachary feel as if he and Charlotte had been keeping in touch…
Thinking of this, he told Ben, “Check and see if Charlotte has gone to Sultry Night.”
“Yes, Sir.” Ben investigated and reported immediately—
“Mr. Nacht, Sultry Night said that Ms. Windt hadn’t been there for a long time.”
“The security department found that she took a taxi and headed southwest.”
“We ran a check on the license plate of that taxi with the Ministry of Transportation. It is heading towards Bar DTT.”
“Ms. Windt just got out of the car at the back door of Bar DTT.”
“Why would she go there?” Zachary frowned and then ordered, “Have someone drive my Aston Martin over and bring the previous equipment.”
“The Aston Martin was crashed last night by Mr. Broid and was damaged. It was sent for repair this morning. Your equipment is in another car. Would you like the other car to be driven here?”
“Damaged?” Zachary narrowed his eyes.
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Charlotte arrived at the bar. She put on a mask, performed on stage, and won a massive round of applause again that night.
The audience kept cheering and applauding, and many even gave her tips.
Charlotte profited much from the performance. She had only been here for three days and had already multiplied the turnover of the bar.
Peter decided to increase her appearance fee from two thousand eight hundred to three thousand starting that night.
Charlotte was delighted, but the money was still nothing compared to a hundred million.
During the ten-minute intermission, Charlotte went offstage to drink some water and glanced at a particular corner. He’s not here yet… She could not help feeling disappointed.
“Chris will arrive soon.” Peter read her thoughts. “He will definitely appear in the second half.”
“I’m not waiting for him.” She denied without meaning what she said.
“Haha, don’t pretend in front of me.” Peter smiled. “By the way, you forgot to take your purse with you when you got off work yesterday. I have put it in the cashier’s cabinet for you. Remember to take it before you leave.”
“Thank you. I would’ve forgotten if you hadn’t reminded me. I’m so forgetful.”
She thanked him and continued performing on stage.
At this moment, someone carried nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses onto the stage and presented them to Charlotte.
Immediately, someone in the audience rang the bell. With a microphone, Peter announced, “Mr. Broid has reserved the place, and it will be his treat tonight. Let’s drink to our heart’s content!”
“Bravo, Mr. Broid!”
The guests stood up to cheer and applaud, rendering the bar’s atmosphere very lively.
Charlotte turned around and saw Chris walking in from outside. He was dressed in trendy fashion, looking youthfully handsome and unruly.
He blew a kiss at her and smiled amorously.
Meanwhile, she sat on the piano bench with mixed feelings…
He is handsome, youthful, humorous, and has an easy-going personality that many in the upper class don’t have.
He will be a good playmate, but it will be difficult for him to bear the responsibilities of a family.
To put it bluntly, he is still a child who hasn’t grown up.
Can he really be a good father?
Women are born with motherly instincts, and many women, no matter how fragile and squeamish they were before, can quickly serve the role as soon as they become a mother. This is natural.
However, men can rarely do it…
“Got what you want?”
Peter had a beer in hand and approached Chris while glancing at the stage and smiling naughtily.
“I’m serious this time.”
Chris looked at Charlotte obsessively. “She is a combination of elegance and sexiness; she can be an angel or an evildoer. A woman who possesses these two qualities is the best in the world, and that’s why she fascinates me.”
“Wow!” Peter exclaimed, “I rarely see you so emotional.”
“Of course. I even have the ring ready.” He took out the diamond ring in his pocket.
“Are you planning to propose? Why don’t you take some time to think about it again?” Peter patted his shoulder. “Your mother may disagree.”
“This is love at first sight. I should firmly grasp this opportunity, lest there be too many regrets later!”
Chris looked at Charlotte tenderly.
“Mr. Broid.” At this moment, a few sexy internet bloggers gathered around him. “We are looking for you everywhere, but you are actually here.”
“Why don’t you go to Sultry Night anymore? We kept waiting for you there every day.”
“Yeah, you didn’t even say anything when you moved to another location.”
A few ladies were now sitting beside Chris. As they spoke, they pressed their sexy bodies against him, and some even leaned over to kiss him.
“Go away!” Chris scolded them in disgust.
“You didn’t use to treat us like this…”
Two girls to his left and right hugged his arms tightly, while a third one sat directly on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a warm kiss…
Onstage, Charlotte frowned when she saw this scene. She even missed a beat while playing the piano…
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Even when he played the role of a gigolo at Sultry Night, I’ve never seen him so close to any woman. But now he is so presumptuous in front of me! !!
“Get lost!” Chris struggled hard and finally pushed the girls away. One slumped on the sofa, one sat on the glass coffee table, and the third one even landed on the floor.
All of them frowned pitifully and murmured, “Mr. Broid, what’s wrong with you today?”
“All right, ladies, Mr. Broid has something important to do today so he can’t play with you. I’ll bring you to the VIP box. It’s on me.”
Peter coaxed the ladies away.
Chris irritably tugged at his collar, picked up the glass of beer in front of him, and finished its content. By the time he refocused his attention on the stage, Charlotte had already finished her performance and had gone backstage…
He hurriedly went to find her there.
Charlotte came out of the bathroom and was about to pack her things and leave. Chris tugged at her hands and pleaded, “Baby, are you angry?”
“I’ve long heard that Mr. Broid is unruly. I’ve even seen it tonight.”
Her tone was full of displeasure.
“It was those women who clung to me. In fact, I pushed them all away, and forcefully too,” he explained hurriedly, “I will ignore them in the future. I swear!”
“If swearing works, why do we need the police?” Charlotte frowned. “Why have you become so naive lately?”
As soon as the words were spoken, even she felt a little surprised. Yeah, he is really different from before.
In the past, he was very responsible. I have never seen him being intimate with any woman, but now he keeps getting surrounded by various ladies…
He used to be calm and steady. He dealt with matters decisively and never talked nonsense. Now, he seems to be all talk and no action.
“Okay, okay. It’s my fault,” he coaxed her, “I will prove with my actions that I will never do it again.”
Although she still felt unhappy, she fussed no more when she remembered that he had been good to her before.
“Forget it. I’ll get my purse. Wait for me at the back door.”
“All right, I’ll get the car first.”
Charlotte went to the cashier’s to get her purse and suddenly saw a familiar figure. Zachary!
Why is he here?
Zachary strode into Bar DTT like a king, disrupting the drunken stupor.
Ben and four other subordinates cleared his way.
Everyone calmed down and sat there obediently, not daring to make noise anymore, while Peter hurried over to greet him respectfully.
Zachary looked around as if he were looking for something.
“Give me my purse. Hurry!”
Charlotte covered her face with her coat and urged anxiously.
“Found it, here you go.” The cashier handed her the purse and teased, “Why are you so anxious? Where are you going with Mr. Broid?”
She did not respond and scurried away.
If the Devil sees me working a part-time job here, I will be in trouble…
Because she ran too fast, she hit the door. Her knees were numb with pain as she limped away.
“Baby, why are you so careless? Did it hurt?” Chris immediately hopped out of the car to help her.
“It’s fine, let’s go.” Charlotte was anxious. “My demon boss is here.”
“What? Zachary is here?” He was shocked.
“Yes, hurry up!” She quickly got into the car.
He immediately started the car and drove away.
“You can’t drive after drinking. Where’s your driver?”
“Let’s get out of here first.”
Chris closed up the convertible, opened a bottle of mineral water, and gulped it down. Still feeling thirsty, he took off his jacket irritably.
“How much did you drink?” Charlotte realized something was wrong.
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“Just a bottle of beer.” Chris also thought he was a little strange tonight. “It’s weird, I usually don’t feel anything even after drinking a dozen bottles.”
“You’d better pull over and call for a driver,” Charlotte hurriedly reminded, “You can’t violate traffic rules.”
“If we stop now, they will catch up soon.” He cautiously stared at the rearview mirror.
“Why do I feel that you are more afraid of my boss than I am?” she asked casually.
His eyes flickered, but he soon justified himself. “Aren’t you afraid of running into him? I don’t want to cause you trouble.”
“Don’t talk about this for now. Let’s call a driver,” she urged.
“Don’t worry, I know myself.”
Seizing every opportunity, Chris drove the car to the suburbs at breakneck speed as if he were in a race.
“What are you doing? You can’t speed in the city. Stop now.”
Charlotte turned to look at him.
He’s flushed and sweaty. Something must be wrong with him.
“You were like me that day…” She suddenly came to a realization and widened her eyes in astonishment. “Did someone drug you?”
“No way…”
He recalled carefully. The three girls clung to me. A girl kissed me but I quickly pushed her away. I then took a large glass of beer in front of me and drank it.
Could I have been drugged at that time?
“Stop the car.” Charlotte panicked; she could feel his restlessness.
“Don’t be afraid, baby…” Chris held her hand and kissed the back of it as he panted. “I will be responsible to you.”
“You…” She became more nervous when she heard it. “Don’t mess around. Let’s go to the hospital.”
“You little fool, what’s the use of going to the hospital for this kind of thing…” He looked at her tenderly. “I need an antidote; you are my antidote…”
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Bar DTT.
Zachary sat on the silver leather chair and spun the rhodium ring on his finger.
Although his face was still cold and frosty, his slightly frowning brows had exposed his thoughts…
After Ben made a round of inspections, he came forward and reported, “Ms. Windt indeed comes here as a singer and Mr. Broid also comes often. Fifteen minutes ago, the two left through the back door.”
Zachary lifted his gaze and stared at Peter coldly.
Peter lowered his head and said in fear, “Mr. Nacht, I didn’t know Charlotte is yours, I-I thought…”
“You thought? Do you know how many people died of these two words!”
Zachary’s tone was murderous.
“Mr. Nacht, please don’t be angry!” Peter knelt on the ground with a bang.
Zachary did not do anything to him but got up and left. Without turning his head back, he ordered, “Stop running the bar; it only harms people!”
“Yes, Sir.” Peter lowered his head and held his breath.
…
Chris parked his car in the suburbs next to a lake.
When he opened the convertible, the cool breeze blew comfortably.
However, Charlotte did not feel comfortable. She was distraught seeing the way Chris was acting. “I-I’ll go find a doctor for you…”
With that said, she wanted to push open the car door and run away, but he grabbed her hand…
“Baby, don’t go.” He pressed a button on her seat.
Charlotte’s body slowly reclined. She struggled to get up, but he turned over and put his weight on her…
“Don’t touch me!” She screamed in horror.
“Why do you resist me so much? You are mine…”
He gently stroked her hair, trying to restrain his desire and to be gentler so he would not scare her off…
“No…” Charlotte shook her head in a panic. Although she and gigolo had been together a long time ago and even had three children, for some reason she did not like his closeness and was instinctively resisting it.
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“Do you remember the last time when we did it here in the car? You were so into it, weren’t you… “ Chris whispered in Charlotte’s ears with the last shred of his rationality. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be gentle… “
“No!” Charlotte tried pushing him away, but to no avail.
With the effect of the drug completely taking over him, Chris felt as if he was burning, with all the blood in his body surging toward his groins.
He took off his clothes, grabbed Charlotte’s hands, and leaned in for a kiss.
As Charlotte turned her head away by reflex, she noticed something odd about his lower back.
The wolf head tattoo that was supposed to be there was nowhere to be seen.
Her eyes widened in shock. It’s not him! It’s not!
How can this be?
“Babe, I want it. Give it to me… “ Chris growled, his lips closing up onto her red lips.
“You liar!” Charlotte slapped him. “You freaking liar!”
“What?” Chris blurted out, coming to his senses from the pain.
“You’re not him! You don’t have the wolf head tattoo on your back!” Charlotte yelled. “Who are you? Why are you pretending to be him? What are you trying to do?”
“Does that really matter?”
Chris could not even think straight. All that his body was telling him to do was to make love to the woman before him.
“I love you, Charlotte. I want you. You’re mine… “
Grabbing both of her wrists, he restrained them with a hand and began stripping her clothes off with the other.
“No!” Charlotte thrashed against him.
Screech! At that very moment, a Rolls-Royce collided violently with the Lamborghini that she was in.
The impact was so severe that Chris fell over, freeing Charlotte from his grasp.
Rushing to open the car door, Charlotte tripped, landing on the hard pavement and rolling into the bushes as she got out.
A stinging pain immediately shot up her shoulders and neck.
She tried to get up, but her arms felt weak and gave way, slamming her back onto the ground.
A pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in her sight. Panicking, she instinctively retreated.
However, after taking a closer look at the person in front of her, her jaw dropped.
The towering silhouette of a man seemed to sparkle in the darkness of the night. Through his mysterious mask, a pair of eyes burning with anger could be seen.
It’s him! He’s here!
“Gigolo… “ She called out his name by instinct.
At that moment, Charlotte was certain that the man she had been waiting for had finally come.
Zachary bent down and carried her into an embrace, his deep voice sounding in her ear, “Why didn’t you listen to me?” He was trying his best to sound gentle and calm.
“Oh, it’s really you!” Charlotte could no longer hold back her tears. She put her arms around his neck and cried, “I thought that I would never see you again!”
“Babe… “ Chris mumbled as he finally got himself out of the car to go after Charlotte.
However, what greeted his eyes was a masked man in black, who was carrying Charlotte and walking toward him.
It was as if he were the god of the underworld guarding his lover.
Meeting his death glare, Chris felt as if he was looking at the devil himself.
“Hey… I… “ Chris was speaking so softly that he could not even hear himself clearly.
Though the effects of the drug had not worn off completely, Chris was still well aware that Zachary could end his life with just a snap of his fingers.
Just as he had expected, Zachary began choking him with one hand, and the strength of his grip was suffocating.
“Urgh… “
Chris’s pupils dilated as his face turned a grotesque purple color. Struggling helplessly, his voice cracked and trailed off.
“Go to hell!” Zachary swore, overwhelmed by rage.
“Zac… ach… “
Chris rasped with his hoarse voice in the last attempt to save himself.
Zachary’s grip, however, only got tighter and tighter.
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“Oh god, you’re going to kill him at this rate!” A sudden realization struck Charlotte, and she began pulling on Zachary’s arm. “Let him go!”
Chris’s eyes had already rolled back, and his hands were drooping down like two lifeless sticks.
At last, Zachary came to his senses and loosened the grip on his right hand.
Chris immediately fell to the ground, half paralyzed with fear.
Sighing, Zachary carried Charlotte into his car and took off.
As they left the scene, Ben appeared with his subordinates. As they cleaned the place up, he said, “Send Mr. Broid to the hospital.”
“Yes sir.”
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In the car, Zachary covered his jacket over Charlotte to keep her warm. His brows were still furrowed, and the fury in his eyes were not entirely gone.
Charlotte’s dress was torn in pieces – half of her chest was exposed, and so were her thighs. She was in a complete mess, but there was a striking sexual appeal to it.
Biting her lower lip, Charlotte was looking down, all quiet. All that she felt at that moment was shame.
How could I not have recognized that he’s a different person? Am I blind?
Their car came to a halt at the Storm Hotel.
“Why are we here?” Charlotte glanced at the hotel entrance, then at Zachary, feeling a little panicked. “Don’t tell me you want to…”
“Shut up!” Zachary got off the car first.
The manager promptly came by to greet them, “Your room is ready. We have also made preparations according to your instructions.”
Zachary carried Charlotte out of the car and made his way toward the lift.
“I want to go home!” She protested under her breath.
Zachary simply replied with a cold glare.
The room prepared for them was the presidential suite they had stayed in four years ago.
Splash! And once again, Zachary dumped her into the bathtub.
Gasping for air as she sat back up, Charlotte wiped away the water on her face.
“Clean yourself up,” he said emotionlessly as he left the bathroom.
Charlotte’s eyes drooped down like a sad puppy as she stared blankly at the bathwater. Why is he treating me like this? Feeling upset, she began cleaning herself.
For some reason, she felt obliged to listen to everything he said.
After all, disregarding his words always turned out to be a bad decision. It’s not like he’ll hurt me anyway. He’s just really mean.
As she got out of the bathroom after the shower, she realized that the hotel room was in complete darkness. The only hue of light was the faint glow from the emergency lights.
Even when she tried turning on the lights, the switches did not seem to work. Feeling scared, she called out in a shaky voice, “Gigolo… “
“I’m here.” His deep voice sounded from the French windows behind her.
Charlotte jumped. As she turned around to face him, she found him sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, sipping on his wine.
“What happened to the lights? Is there a malfunction?” She asked, making her way toward him.
The next thing she knew, she was bumping straight into a table. Ouch! My knees.
“Are you stupid?” Zachary growled.
Pouting and whining from the pain in her knees, Charlotte slowly nudged toward him.
He was not wearing his mask. In the dim lighting, she could make out the outlines of his face. He looks kind of familiar…
Zachary pressed a button on the remote, and the emergency lights were also turned off.
Now that all the lighting in the room was gone, all that Charlotte could make out was his pair of sparkly eyes.
The uneasiness in her heart swelled, and she unconsciously tried to move closer to him but immediately tripped on the sofa. Then, losing her balance, she fell over him, her face landing on his chest.
His skin felt like fire to her touch. She almost felt as if she was getting scalded.
She tried to get up, but she could not see what she was grabbing onto and thus, fell back down. This time, her forehead knocked onto his jaw, and the numbing pain instantly brought tears to her eyes.
Feeling her squirm around on his body, Zachary could not bear it any longer as he pinned her down with his arms and said coldly, “Stop it!”
“O-okay… “ She replied softly, looking up at him.
In the darkness, she could not see his face clearly, but she could still feel that striking sense of familiarity.
Even the scent on his body was calming and reassuring.
She instinctively leaned even closer.
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“What’s in that head of yours? Do you even have a brain?” Zachary said, giving her head a light knock.
Feeling embarrassed about her actions, Charlotte explained hastily, “That man looked almost identical to you! And… and he was driving your car, and he even wore the same mask as you, so I thought… “
She paused for a moment and then began bombarding him with questions, “Why is he driving your car? Even the license plates are the same! What is going on? Even if he made a replica of your mask, how could he have… “
“And that’s why you got the wrong person?” Zachary replied crudely. “You were going to let him f*ck you, weren’t you?”
“No… I wasn’t… “ Charlotte shook her head frantically. “He didn’t even touch me! I-”
“If I hadn’t arrived in time… “
Zachary inhaled deeply. Just thinking about it was infuriating for him. He roughly grabbed her face and kissed her…
“Mmph… “ Charlotte tried pushing him away, but her heart was telling her to give in.
His kiss was intense, like a harsh storm. It felt more like a punishment than a sweet kiss, as if he were trying to claw away all traces of other people from her body, replacing them with his own bitemarks.
Charlotte felt like she was suffocating from the kiss. She lay weakly in his arms, giving him the authority to do whatever he pleased.
As they entwined, she felt his breaths become heavy, and she could feel his boner pressing onto her body.
Feeling startled, her heart rate soared.
Even as she tried to push him away, he seemed unwilling to let go. Caressing her cheek, he stroked her swollen lips with his thumb, his gaze darkening with desire.
“Promise me that this is the last time. I won’t be there to save you if you ever do something like this again!” His voice was raspy.
“Yes, yes!” Charlotte nodded and said, “I’ll never do that again!”
It was only then that she realized that even with the same appearance, he had a unique scent on his body different from anyone else. Even his gaze and tone had distinct qualities.
He’s my one and only.
“Little idiot,” he said lovingly as he ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her closer.
In his head, he was beginning to doubt his feelings for her. She’s just a troublesome woman who disgusts me, but why am I worrying and thinking about her more and more?
What’s the matter with me?
Charlotte leaned against his body like a puppy trying to keep warm. The sound of his strong, steady heartbeat was oddly reassuring to her ears.
The atmosphere of the room became warm and fuzzy, stirring up something in their hearts.
Stroking her smooth shoulder lightly, Zachary could feel his desire burning from within.
“Gigolo… “ Charlotte whispered. “Are you really Gigolo?”
Zachary’s fingers stiffened a little. Frowning, he said, “What the f*ck are you on about?”
“Oh, how I wish that you’re not Gigolo… “
Charlotte sighed inwardly. If only he weren’t Gigolo, if he likes kids too, then we can be a happy family of seven.
“Who would you wish for me to be then?” It was a question that he had never discussed with her.
“Anyone. Just someone with a regular job, I guess,” she replied. “Even if you are a taxi driver, security guard, or some company’s employee, I’d be fine with it… “
Zachary was rendered speechless.
His brows furrowed deeper. It seems like she hasn’t joined the dots yet, about his true identity.
But is that really a bad thing? At least I can still keep up the act…
“Alright then, let’s sleep,” he said suddenly.
Zachary sat up and carried Charlotte to the bed.
While pulling for her blanket, Charlotte ended up tugging on the bathrobe wrapped around Zachary instead. Upon realizing that he was not wearing anything inside, her face turned red as a tomato as she flipped to the other side.
Zachary calmly pulled her into his embrace. His long, muscular arms were locked around her. “Stop moving around so much. Else, I don’t know if I can control myself.”
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort Chapter 159
Charlotte listened and stayed still.
After the rollercoaster of events that occurred that day, Charlotte was exhausted, and it did not take long before she fell sound asleep, curled up like a kitten in his arms.
On the other hand, Zachary’s head was still in overdrive, and he was not in the mood to sleep. He frowned as he looked at the woman in his arms.
She had a great physique. Every part of her body seemed to be perfect, and every inch of her skin was silky smooth.
And at that particular moment, her body was pressing onto his.
Of course, he was turned on.
However, he would not let himself do anything to her.
Quietly and carefully, he got off the bed and went to the bathroom. It took him one cold shower and a hundred push-ups to calm his inner beast down. Then, in his bathrobe, he slumped on the sofa and finally fell asleep.
It wouldn’t feel as tough if I keep my distance…
That night, Charlotte slept really well despite the scary episode that had occurred. Perhaps, Zachary’s presence gave her the sense of security that she needed.
The next day, Charlotte woke up to the sunlight seeping through the curtains by the window.
She instinctively reached out for the pillow on her side. However, no one was there.
Where is he?
He’s gone.
She quickly sat up and yelled, “Gigolo! Gigolo!”
There was no response.
Charlotte wrapped herself in his bathrobe and searched all around the hotel room, but he was nowhere to be found.
Stopping by the mirror by the bed, she found a sticky note.
I’m going first. There are some clothes in the closet for you to wear. For breakfast, you can call for room service, and they’ll send it here. After breakfast, the hotel manager will make the preparations to send you off to work!
He signed off the note with a doodle of a pair of boxers.
Charlotte burst out in laughter. The messy handwriting and his doodle made her feel oddly touched.
In her head, she could not help but lament how perfect that man would be if he worked a different job.
But…
Charlotte shook her head and decided that she should stop daydreaming.
She had a more troublesome issue to deal with. Oh my god. What is that Zachary guy thinking? He was forcing me to sign that contract to repay my debts. A billion? Is he trying to make me his slave now?
Facepalming, Charlotte was starting to feel distressed.
What a devil! He’s totally extorting me!
However, her situation felt somewhat familiar. Thinking back, she did the same to Gigolo – she made him give half of his salary to her for three whole months…
Charlotte froze.
Hold on. If Chris is not Gigolo, then that means that Zachary is!
But that day, I saw Zachary get in his car before Gigolo came to pick me up in another car…
Recalling the events of the past, she concluded that Chris was the one who picked her up that day.
Has he been pretending to be Gigolo since that day?
But if Zachary is the real Gigolo, then why would he let Chris pretend to be him?
Charlotte’s head was in a complete mess. Things simply did not add up.
However, her intuition told her that Zachary was the real Gigolo.
Not only were the two of them similar in appearance, their eyes, the way they talked, and many little details in the way they behave were very much the same.
She knew that she had to figure out Gigolo’s true identity soon, or he would continue to mess around with her.
However, getting back her precious ruby necklace was a more urgent matter.
Or I’ll have to sign that slave contract and never live to see the sun again!
Charlotte quickly got changed and got ready to set off for work.
Ring! Ring! Her phone started ringing. It was Mrs. Berry. “Miss, I found the bracelet!”
“Really? Where?”
“Well, about that. You’ll see when you come back.”
Charlotte glanced at the clock. Six thirty. I’ll make it.
The moment she stepped into her home, Ellie came running into her arms. “Mommy… “ She cried, pointing to the balcony. “Fifi is the… the worst!”
Ellie looked so emotional that her face was completely red. Her big eyes were all serious as she pouted, and she seemed to be on the brink of tears.
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort Chapter 160
“What happened with Fifi?” Charlotte carried Ellie over to Fifi’s cage.
“Mommy, look!”
Jamie was standing on top of a wooden bench. Leaning forward a little, he was poking something in the cage with a stick.
Standing opposite him, Robbie was making a scary face at Fifi. “Fifi! If you don’t cooperate, we’ll pluck out all your feathers!”
“What in the world is going on?” Charlotte exclaimed. As she took a closer look, she gasped.
The Sterling family’s missing bracelet laid there, on top of a pile of bird poop in Fifi’s cage.
Furthermore, Fifi was using its wings to guard the bracelet.
When Jamie tried to extract the bracelet using a stick, Fifi would peck on his stick agitatedly.
“I found it this morning when I was trying to clean up Fifi’s cage… “ Mrs. Berry said exasperatedly.
“The bracelet itself is also covered in bird poop. It’s pretty hard to notice,” she added with a forced smile.
“Urgh! I knew it! Why else would it have gone missing? I kept it safe that day in my pencil case,” Ellie smirked with her hands on her hips.
“So it’s you!” She pointed angrily at Fifi.
“Dumb Fifi! The last time, you ate a chip, now a bracelet? Stealing is a crime, you know?” Robbie joined in on the reprimand.
“Well, Fifi seems to like shiny, sparkly things… “ Jamie said, opening the cage to get the bracelet out.
Sensing danger, Fifi began flapping its wings in protest. “Mine! Mine!” It screeched.
“It’s not yours!” Ellie was seriously feeling angry at her pet. “Do you even know what you have done? You got us in so much trouble! And Mommy had to pay so much money!”
“Mine! Mine!”
Unfortunately, Fifi did not seem to understand the message. Instead, it began to protect the poop-covered bracelet even more aggressively than before.
“Fifi, you can’t do this! Give it back!”
“Fifi, it’s not yours! You can’t take it!”
“Fifi, I’ll really be mad at you if you keep this up!”
The three kids began chiding the little parrot with the worst accusations that they could think of.
Standing by their side, Mrs. Berry was at a loss for what to do.
Meanwhile, Charlotte ran back to her room and called Luna. Now that she had found the bracelet, she wanted to contact the Whites to get her ruby necklace back.
However, none of her calls got through.
Charlotte then tried to call Amanda, but to no avail.
When Charlotte tried calling Simon, the call finally got through. “Charlotte… “
“Hi Uncle Simon, do you know where Aunt Amanda and Luna are? I need to talk to them about something… “ Charlotte asked anxiously.
“Oh, they actually left for F Nation this morning! Along with Timothy,” Simon replied.
“What?” Charlotte was absolutely stunned. “But… but it’s not even seven yet, so maybe they are still on the way? Can you contact them for me? I’ll… “
“They have already left,” Simon cut her off. “Their flight is at seven-thirty in the morning. They called me ten minutes ago, telling me that they have already boarded the plane. They should be taking off soon.”
“But… but I found the bracelet!” Charlotte said in distress. “Is the ruby necklace still at home? I’ll bring you the bracelet… “
“Luna took the ruby necklace along with her,” Simon added hastily. “Charlotte, I’ll be going to the company soon, so I’ll end the call here. Do bring the kids for a meal at my house when you have the time.”
“Uncle Simon… “ Before she could finish her sentence, Simon hung up the call on her.
Holding onto her phone, Charlotte clenched her teeth in rage. I should have known better. It wouldn’t be easy to get the ruby necklace back now that the Whites have their hands on it.
But I’ll have to get it back, or I’ll be signing that slave contract with Zachary…
No matter how hard it was to deal with the Whites, Zachary still felt far scarier to her.
After moments of hesitation, Charlotte dialed for Hector Sterling.