Tying the knot with Mr. Perfect

for Jojo, it was a day like no other. The unexpected kiss from Gerald Sullivan, the man known as Mr

w spreading like wildfire across the internet. The online world was abuzz with curiosity, as people scrambl

stagram username were plastered all over social media. The unknown actress and former double became the talk

e sudden surge in attention. She pinched herself repeatedly, wondering if it was all just a drea

events. The fundraiser, the kiss, and her hasty exit had all become a blur. She couldn't explain why she had fled the scene, leaving Ger

uncertainty. The constant questions from her loved ones only added to her confusion. What was she supposed t

her messy table, her hands shaking as she searched for the paper. Finally, she found it and dialed the numbe

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his office, his mind a thousand miles away. The usual hustle and bustle of the city below s

that had stirred up emotions he thought he had long buried. Her suggestion that he still harbored feelin

the window. He saw a man in control, a man who had built an empire through sheer will and determinatio

who had unwittingly become a pawn in his game of love and revenge.

ling the events of the previous night. He had kissed that little rat! The same woman he had called ugly just

ding across his face. "I expected you to cause trouble, boss,"

parazzo caught you guys kissing, and the photos are everywhere! To make matters worse

nately, your little makeout session has made her an overnight sensation. Her followers are in

n you just stop... saying... the word?" His vo

word, boss?" he asked, his e

ntured, his smile growing wider. "Smooching?" he tried again, his eyes sparkling wit

er shade of red as he growled, "Y

ave no idea, boss," he chuckled, cle

tion pitted against Colin's teasing and amusement. Finally, his patience snapp

hurled a document at Colin, but his secretary

everything about her, so here," he said, moving cautiously towards the desk, as if approaching a

e screen with a mixture of curiosity and annoyanc

lene." His voice was barely above a whisper, as i

bout Jojo. She was an upcoming actress, seeking to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of Hollywood. Her bio revealed that she had also worked as a double for

all. Gerald sighed, dropping the tablet onto the table with a soft thud. He rested his head on his knuckles, his mind racing with the implications of the situ

him, stood Jojo herself, her eyes fixed on Gerald with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. Gerald's h

e room. The tension was palpable, as Gerald struggled to find the right words to explain the situation. His eyes remained fixed

pulence of Gerald's office, her mouth ha

his voice like a rusty gate,

what I have to say," she said, her words dripping with sarcasm. "I don't care why you suddenly... " She paused, her eyes flashing back to the momen

of confusion. "What do you mean by that?"

ing the paper in the air. "I no longer owe you $660,000." Her eyes spark

n disbelief. "You think a kiss is worth $660,000?

ace. "Hey, it's not every day I get kissed by a m

le rat had quickly turned the tables on him. "You're something

rnet," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You should deal with it yourself,

lity for that," he said, his voice dripping with mock honor. "That's why I'm giving you the permission to act as

n to pretend to be your girlfriend?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. "And what makes you

with condescension. "Don't you like it? The attention you're getting, the thousands of followers you got overnight because of me?" He asked, his tone implying that she s

, her voice laced with disdain. "Yes, I like the attention, but I'm not going to prete

were reckless, but I didn't know you were brainless," he said, his voice dripping wi

trailed off as Gerald abruptly

ether," he declared, his tall frame looming as he rose to his fee

f being ignored," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. He returned to his

overwhelming. But she took a deep breath and let it go, not wanting to stoop to his level. With a sig

ss, aware that they were all curious about the woman who had captured their boss's attention. She quickened her pace, eager to escape the scrutiny and get

ke daggers. "Are you sure she's the lady?" "There's no way boss would date someone like her." The phrase "

"someone like her"? What was so wrong with her? Was she not worthy of love and respect? The memories

a of reporters, their cameras and microphones thrust in her face. "Is it true you're

But they refused to budge, bombarding her with questions about her relationship with Gerald Sullivan. "Is it

ried to walk away, but the repo

n would date someone like her," one of the

the reporter. "Someone like her?" she repeated, her v

apologetic. "We just want to know if you

ted out the first thing that came to mind. "

on them like sharks. "When did you guys start dating?" they asked in u

ted to dating Gerald Sullivan, and now the whole world would know. Her mind raced a

adam Helena, his grandmother, flashed on the screen in bold capitals: "BRING HER HERE TONIGHT!!" Gerald let out a deep sig

his eyes. "What should I do about the rumor on the internet, sir?" he ask

herself walked in, her eyes fixed intently on him. "I'll d

hand slipped, his ey

in 5 minutes," Gerald's husky voice r

ing thin. "Are we doing this or

isive. "Clear my schedule for the rest of the day." He stood up, his tall frame towering ov

s evident as he watc

Jojo asked, her voice

urt. "Don't ask questio

eyes, Jojo trailed behind hi

they just become a couple? And where are they off to in such a hurry?"