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

“You’re the one who’s going to die!” Zachary said coldly, as though he was the Grim Reaper himself. 


“W-What are you talking about?” Wesley asked, almost dropping his dagger in fear. 


Zachary had not moved an inch from his position at the door, but Wesley’s hand holding the dagger was already trembling uncontrollably. 


Before Wesley could react, Zachary squinted and snatched the dagger out of his hand, then pinned him down onto the ground in the process before he could even react. 


With a loud ‘snap’, his wrist broke into two. The loud scream that followed could almost tear the ceiling of the building apart. 


“How dare you threaten Mr. Nacht!” Ben bellowed as he dragged Wesley away like a dying dog. 


Charlotte, on the other hand, was on the verge of collapse. 


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