Page 14 of Stuck with the Billionaire Celebrity

“It still doesn’t…”

“Bullshit, I know you better than anyone, Theo.

I know that you’re not the misogynistic pig they made you out to be.

You’re the only person I trust, and I know you won’t let anything happen to her.”

“How do you know that?”

He chuckles drily, shaking his head and smiling back at me.

“I saw the way you looked at her, Theo.

I saw how you immediately protected her.

Your silverware there,” he chuckles again as he nods to them, “is almost bent in half.”

“It was like that.”

“No, it wasn’t.

You feel something for her instinctively.

I knew the minute she became my client, you two would hit it off, and I was right.

The protective grizzly bear came out the second she seemed distressed.”

Fuck him for noticing that.

I stare at him, wanting to wring his neck while also feeling the heaviness of his words. “And what if it all goes to hell? What if this stalker doesn’t stop?”

Devon shakes his head. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. But right now, she needs you.”

She needs you.

Why does this asshole always know what to say to get me to do whatever he wants? He’s always been like this—a natural-born salesman.

Silence stretches between us, and I can feel my resolve weakening.

Damn it.

“I don’t like this,” I mutter, turning back to the window. “I don’t like this one bit.”

“You don’t have to like it,” he laughs drily. “You just have to do it. Please. I don’t enjoy pushing this boundary, but I’m out of options.”

I sigh, pressing my hands against the table to calm the anger and irritation inside me. The idea of letting someone into my space makes my skin crawl. But Devon’s not going to let this go, and deep down, I know he’s right.

Grace Simmons is a loud-mouthed know-it-all who knows nothing. She runs her mouth in the heat of the moment without learning the truth and she never takes responsibility for her actions either.

This is going to blow up in all of our faces.

I turn to him, my voice low and filled with warning. “Fine. But the second this turns into a shitstorm, I’m out. Do you hear me?”

“Loud and clear.”

Just as he says that I hear footsteps approaching and see Sarah leading Grace back into the room. Grace still looks pale, her eyes wide with fear. She glances at me, and for a split second, something inside me shifts.

Damn it.

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