Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 80

“When did you arrive here? Why didn’t you inform me earlier? You nearly scared me to death!”

Charlotte patted her chest as it heaved up and down. Her heart still felt like it was racing a mile a minute.

Before he could help himself, Zachary’s gaze shifted to her chest. Her breasts, which were creamy-white under the dim lighting, looked round and firm… What a lovely sight!

He was completely captivated by them. However, the next moment, his brows knitted into a frown, and he snapped, “Go and change into another dress!”

“Huh? Why should I?”

She gazed at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a luxury gown that was completely white in color, making her look like as pure as an angel.

“Yes, sir. I’ll get another dress ready immediately.” One of the makeup artists turned and instructed her assistant to bring more gowns to the room.

“Why do I need to change out of this? I think this dress is perfectly fine!” Charlotte looked in the mirror again. “It looks alright, doesn’t it? It just shows a little cleavage, that’s all…”

Zachary signaled with his hand that everyone should leave; all of them obeyed immediately.

A few seconds later, only he and Charlotte remained in the large room.

The woman hadn’t realized it yet. She was still seated on the sofa, preening in front of the mirror.

He got up from his seat and walked towards her. Although he hadn’t done anything yet, she felt her skin prickle with a sudden sense of danger. Her head snapped up immediately as she gazed at him.

“What… What do you think you’re doing?”

She resembled a cat that had been injured as she curled herself up on the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes full of fear.

Zachary reached down and gave her chin a little pinch. Lifting her head up so she was looking directly into his eyes, he said in a low voice, “Remember this—I’m the only person who can see your body!”

“Um…”

Charlotte felt her heartrate speed up again. A bunch of exclamation marks appeared in her mind, but she was too afraid to make a sound.

He ran a thumb over her plush lips, his eyes quivering a little with desire.

However, she never found out what he was about to do because he released her at that moment and called to the person behind the folding screen, “We’re leaving in ten minutes.”

“Yes, sir.”

The man then left the room. Instantly, the tension in the room dissipated, and she could finally heave a sigh of relief.

A horde of female staff members crowded around Charlotte as they helped her into her new gown, praising her shapely body as they did so.