Page 112 of Mr. Wicked


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“Too much?” She giggled as she returned to the edge of my desk.

“All of it is too much.” Fuck, how many times have I thought that today? “There are literally thousands of dudes trying to get with you.”

She shrugged. “It comes with the job. I just ignore them—at least the creepy ones. Some of the guys, like Jared, I’ve befriended.”

“Jared is . . . ?”

“The spicy guy.”

I’d reached my limit.

“I don’t want to know any more.”

Her smile grew. “You don’t want to hear about Peter and—”

“Fuck no.” I looked at the photographer. “Are you about ready to start?”

He was positioning what looked like a silver umbrella on the other side of my desk. “If you’d like, I can.”

I turned my finger in the air and said, “Let’s get this ball rolling.”

Laura and my assistant must have heard me because they were suddenly at our side. My assistant was filming, and Laura was doting on the photographer.

Jovana was telling me, “Sit up straight. I’m going to put my heel on your chest. I need you to look like you’re being submissive to me.”

Submissive?

That was a role I never played.

I glanced at Laura. “Those are the kind of photos you want?”

Laura moved a few pieces of my hair and picked something off my collar. “We already know you’re enamored with this woman. Now I need you to show that you’re a simp for her. The world is going to go wild when they see that.”

I still couldn’t shake the thought that she was a woman loved by so many male followers.

Some were even lucky enough to get her attention.

To make her smile.

I didn’t know why that thought made me want to lift my desk and heave it across the room.

I just knew if we didn’t get this shoot over with soon, it wasn’t going to end well.

And a goddamn fucking simp?

Because I’d gone from six women to one.

Boston’s Biggest Bachelor was hooked, and what better way to emphasize that point than to have me under Jovana’s shoe.

The boys were going to get an earful about this.

“Grayson,” Jovana declared, “I need you to smile.”

I wrapped my hand around her calf, another around the pointed heel of her shoe, and I gave her the expression she wanted.

The look everyone in this room was after.

I stared at her like I was completely, undoubtedly in love.

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