Flash Marriage to the Playboy CEO

From the back cover

Jacob was notoriously reckless in the circle.

Everyone thought he was in it for the physical, not the emotional.

Until one day, a video surfaced.

In the video, Jacob, like a devout believer, held a woman's slender wrist tightly, his eyes filled with fervor and tenderness. His voice was low and husky, "Quinn, please look at me..."

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As Quinn entered, Jacob emerged from the bathroom, a loosely tied towel around his waist. Water dripped from his hair, tracing down his collarbone before disappearing into the towel, exuding a natural, lazy sensuality.

Seeing Quinn, Jacob's lips curved into a slight smile, showing no embarrassment from being caught in bed by his new wife. "Why is it you?"

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Patrick handed him a glass of red wine. "Since you're married to Quinn now, you should take good care of her. She appears strong on the outside but is quite fragile inside."

Jacob accepted the wine and raised an eyebrow. "You know exactly why I married her, don't you?"