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

Zachary carried Charlotte out from the back exit. 


Chris was anxiously waiting on the car. When he saw them he immediately approached Zachary and apologized, “I’m so sorry man. I would have never known…” 


Zachary kicked him aside. “If you weren’t my aunt’s son, I would have crushed your throat by now!” 


Chris face turned pale from the pain, but did not say anything about it. On the contrary, he apologized, “It was all my fault. Is she okay?” 


Zachary paid him no heed and carried Charlotte into the Aston Martin. 


At the moment, Charlotte had totally succumbed to the effects of the drug Yolanda gave her. She entangled herself on Zachary’s body and buried her face into his neck, indulging herself with the familiar smell. 


“It’s you…” Charlotte murmured. She wrapped her hands around his neck and gave him an endearing kiss. 


“Goddammit!” Zachary’s forehead creased. “So, you’ve been drugged.” 


No wonder you just laid there like a fool without even resisting. 


Chapter 117 Burning Passion