At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her. She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.

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A man’s icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.
Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.

As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The next morning, Charlotte made sure her triplets safely boarded the bus before rushing to the company. 


Because she was going to be late, she carried her heels and ran non-stop. Upon reaching the company’s driveway, a Rolls-Royce Phantom abruptly sped toward her from the side, with no intention of slowing down. 


Charlotte couldn’t avoid the car in time, falling to the ground in fright. 


The car, on the other hand, came to a screeching halt just an inch away from her. 


A little further and Charlotte would have been meeting either God or Satan in person. 


She was so scared that her heart threatened to fly out of her chest, but the people in the car looked completely unfazed. 


The security guard came forward to help Charlotte up, but unexpectedly reproached her, “Don’t run around like a mad hatter. You almost ran into the President’s car.” 


“They were obviously the ones who almost ran into me.” 


Chapter 20 Brooding Devil