Flash Marriage to the Playboy CEO

the hotel driveway. The crowd of reporters at the en

acob Simmons's assistant, s

t are you d

therworldly beauty, had a knack fo

attitude gave her an air of professio

leather gloves wi

s Mr. S

tated, clea

upstairs. I

inn walked past him and

s later, it creaked open, revealing a young wo

glanced at Quinn, her

r Mr. Simmons? H

oductions, offering only a sm

ow around his hips. Droplets of water slid from his damp hair, tracing down his neck

a smirk curling at his lips.

ree months had just been caught in such a compromising

hand. Gossip reporters everywhere.

was strange-cool, detache

married. But it is no

it, pulling a robe on lazily. Even then, it

slowly, his smirk deepening. "F

her attention to the girl st

s. A fresh face under Simmons Media, infam

led out by a director's wife on Facebook. Now,

steady gaze but quickly rec

r if I just... admit it? You know, say Mr. Simmons and I are

en all over her face-Pi

oice cut through. "I've already contacted your a

ed, caught

ing?

uinn sai

front of Jacob, plucked the cigaret

eam is waiting next

eyebrow, his gri

hought this thro

idn't f

that, hotel security will 'acc

before Jacob chuckled softly, s

he left without

k to Piper, her

ll h

nding aura radiating from Quinn

orters! If t

onse was as

to a nearby shoot. A lipst

nning today, Piper grabbe

d, Quinn was ready to le

d without h

sle

he commanding voice of Jacob's gr

Jacob home in

imply, hanging up an

the lobby, watched her leave, nerv

t Jacob a text: Wesley

l, no r

focus to the day's entertainment headlines

and Jacob slid in. He had changed into a suit, though it was far fr

ly, but Jacob caught her l

hing you l

e her mind flicker back to that night.

at's it. G

ou're gonna mak

nd Quinn quickly shoved it

to go b

rumming his fingers

in on the dashboard. Jacob glanced at t

b even satisfy you, or sh

blin

flipped the phone over, sc

estate. Stepping out of the car, Jacob leaned in

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