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Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 158

“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.

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