Page 95 of Wreck Me

“Show me,” I said, holding out my hand.

He produced his phone from one of his many pockets, scrolled for a moment, then flipped it to show me the social media account of the problematic element in question.

A Luxe student who Bastian had allowed to take pictures with him during his bid to draw attention from Skylar Bennett had taken it further and used editing software to depict them both in a compromising position and claiming that she had “tamed the wild stallion and become the Prince of the City’s lucky princess”.

Heaven help me. It wasn’t the most ridiculous thing I’d seen when it came to protecting Bastian’s public image either.

The photo had gone viral but I’d had it removed, along with any reposting and sharing that had gone on, even anyone who had screen-capped it. Invasive? Yes. Breaking rules and laws left and right? Absolutely. I wouldn’t allow the three of us to be at the mercy of anyone or anything. It was bad enough it had hit at all.

I’d also ensured it hadn’t been left at that when it came to that foolish student wanting to step on Bastian to achieve her own claim to fame.

“How many has this cost her?” I asked.

“She’s lost fifty thousand followers and counting. Over two-thirds.”

I nodded and took in the post I’d had a member of my tech team post as her.

I’m a liar and an opportunist. That photo of Sebastian Thorn was fake. He wouldn’t look twice at my cheap ass. Unfollow me if you don’t like being used and taken advantage of, because you could be next, given what a media whore I am.

“Simple, but effective,” Luke commented. “She also won’t be able to interact with Bastian on any social media platforms and he won’t be able to see hers either.”

“Monitor her for the next little while. If she reacts or attempts to approach Bastian, we’ll employ harsher methods.” I’d fucking well destroy her. The fact that she was a simple college student and that Bastian wouldn’t like it were the reasons why I hadn’t gone that route immediately.

“Agreed.”

Normally, I wouldn’t entertain feedback on my orders, but Luke was different.

He wasn’t only my Head of Security, and personal security detail. With the trust he’d earned from me, he also functioned as somewhat of a consigliere. That, along with the respect we held for one another afforded an open dialog between us that I didn’t entertain with others—outside of Caleb and Bastian.

Before I could move to dismiss him now that particular business had been dealt with, Caleb came bursting in.

Half-naked.

He clearly hadn’t expected me to be immersed in business with Luke.

Not while we were undertaking our pleasure marathon all weekend long.

Well, between hydration breaks where I really used the opportunity to return an email or a call, or two.

I couldn’t tap out fully from King, not even for a day. Not even on weekends or holidays.

Even though Caleb was baring an awful lot, just wearing a pair of tight crimson boxers that basically molded to his cock and were only serving to emphasize his currently semi-hard state, and then my Tom Ford terry cotton black robe with my CK initials embroidered on it in an elegant script open and revealing every inch of his broad chiseled chest, he didn’t even flinch as Luke’s gaze fell on him.

He was most confident in himself and given what a gorgeous and highly-edible specimen he was, I wasn’t surprised in the least that he’d want to flaunt that.

I didn’t care for it, though, and it was all I could do to suppress a growl of possessiveness.

The fact that it was Luke who was beholding him in this state was what helped me to hold it back.

And when Caleb looked my way feigning faux innocence and flashed me that sexy smirk as he eye-fucked me in my black mulberry silk pajama pants and matching long sleeve top only buttoned up halfway, my pendant on full display, along with my wolf tattoo that he enjoyed, that also assisted.

He certainly possessed an effect on me.

And he knew it all too well.

“Well, then, I’ll leave you to it,” Luke said, his lips lifting into a wry grin.

That was the extent of his reaction.

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