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

Charlotte shuddered at that thought and frantically sent a text message to Gigolo In Debt. 


My dearest gigolo, are you still alive? 


I’m sorry. I was too greedy. I was wrong and I shouldn’t have sold you to those three women. I’m so sorry. I regret it now. Please forgive me… 


She sent more than ten consecutive texts to him, only to receive radio silence. 


Charlotte then called him a few times, but still, no one answered. 


She stayed there from evening until late into the night, hauling her frail and shivering body all around the place to hunt for any sign of her Gigolo In Debt. 


To increase the air of mystery, all the staff in Sultry Night were wearing all sorts of sexy masks. 


But most of their masks were exaggerated and completely different from Gigolo In Debt’s mysterious and cool mask, so she could still easily differentiate them. 


After doing a round of searching, there was still no sign of Gigolo In Debt. 


Chapter 24 My Dearest Gigolo