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All men have a wingman – it’s the bro code.
I’d like to say I fit into that code – only I am missing a certain long, hard member that automatically allows me entrance.
That doesn’t matter – because for him I’m the ultimate.
His wingman.
Well, in the grand scheme of things – his wing-woman.
Reign Braxton. Womaniser. Asshole. Douche of the century. Sexy as sin but as rule would have it – all sexy men have a problem.
Reign is still lusting after the one that got away.
Enter me. Wing woman of the century, make-ex-jealous extraordinaire.
It’s my job.
Why do I do it, you ask? Simple – money.
Reign’s obsession gives me a good lifestyle.
I am anything he wants me to be, all for a price of course.
But I go and do something incredibly stupid – I fall in love with my boss. My boss who is in love with his ex.
There are no prizes for second best.
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