The auction was over after the last bid but Grey stayed behind as well as Aphrodite. Grey didn't know what she was thinking about but since he wanted to speak with her, he decided to stay behind. Grey turned to look at Saint. "Can you get Alfred to pay for the jewelry? I don't have that amount with me."Saint smiled. " I will do that," he said and walked out of the hall.Grey looked back at Aphrodite, just in time for her to stand up. She started toward the door."Miss Aphrodite," he called quickly. "Will you give me a few minutes with you?" He said politely and stood up as well.Aphrodite looked back at him, her stare cold. "What business do I have with you, Mr. Grey?" She was still angry and her face was a piece of evidence.Grey smiled and walked closer to her, topping her with several inches. "You do look beautiful when you are angry," he taunted. He was doing the opposite of what Gregory told him never to do.Aphrodite regarded him for a moment, then she smiled softly. "You thin
It was actually surprising that Caramel knew Marco. Well, everyone knows Giovanni but not everyone knows his elders in the mafia group.Caramel got down from the car. "What the fuck is happening?"Grey got out of the car too and stared at the men for a moment. They were not more than who Grey could deal with within a limited time."Is something wrong?" Caramel asked no one in particular.One of the men moved out, wearing a thick expression. "Marco is dead," he announced. "And I'm here to avenge him." "What the fuck Max? We didn't even have a hand in his death," Caramel spoke.Max scoffed. " Everyone will have to pay for killing him. And well, the culprit is here," he looked on to Grey as if he knew him from somewhere." Please, I don't know you and I don't want to. Can you just move out of the way?" Avery yelled at them, angrily.Max laughed. " Seriously? She just upset me, get her!" He ordered and several men moved forward." What the fuck are you doing?" Grey yelled, pulling the me
Caramel laughed. "Of course, I did. I wanted to see what you were doing and I saw you fighting those men. Why didn't you tell Avery the truth?"" It wouldn't change anything," he insisted." No," Caramel shook her head. " It would have changed a lot. Maybe her parents won't stop seeing you as completely useless."Grey regarded her for a moment. Caramel was too inquisitive and knows more than what she was supposed to know. If someone like Caramel could recognize Max, then it would be dangerous for her to know the real Grey."I am completely useless. I don't really fit for Avery and we are only together because of some circumstances," he argued. " Though, I'm trying my best to be good for her."She observed him for a moment. " Is there something you don't want to tell me? What are you hiding, Grey?"Grey cleared his throat meaningfully. "I learned some things in the street after all. Actually, it was the only thing I could do well. I wanted to survive on the street and so, hence that,"
Grey stared at the door for a moment. He didn't know exactly what Avery was angry about. Was it because he hasn't gifted her anything since they've been married? Or was it because he lied about getting suits with his advance payment or because she thought he wasn't caring? He has questions but the answers elude him.Grey spent the night in the maid's room. He got up earlier as he didn't want Lucy to find out. It could put him and Avery in trouble.He knocked on the door but Avery didn't answer. He opened the door nevertheless and stepped in.He stopped abruptly as his gaze settled on the view before him. Avery sat on the chair and was applying beauty products to her skin. There were headphones on her ears and it could be the reason why she didn't hear him knock the other time.Grey was able to see Avery's flawless and long legs as she applied the moisture. She wasn't aware of his presence or so he thought because she suddenly held out the towel, revealing the beauty of her body.Grey
As he had thought, breakfast was done when he finally walked out."Seriously? You should hurry up then," Emma seemed so happy about the change. She was optimistic that Lucy would change his mind soon." Is David driving or will you like me to drive?" Avery asked. She was happy as well and Grey couldn't help but notice that smiling made her look more attractive." We are going in our separate cars. You will have to return to your company after the contract has been finalized," Lucy finalized, stood up, and walked out.Avery followed quickly."Good morning in-laws," Grey greeted with respect."Good morning," Benjamin replied but Emma hissed and walked away.Grey walked out nevertheless. Some of the maids were walking in when he came out. They walked past him without greetings.One of the maids stopped in front of the door. "Look at him in a suit that Avery got for him. He's such a disgrace."" That's enough," one shut her up. " You shouldn't abuse Avery's husband."The maids laughed."
Grey entered the car but he didn't miss the shocking look on Cindy's face."Can I play music, Mr. Grey?" The driver inquired.Grey nodded. "Sure. But where are we going?""Aphrodite Villa."Grey found himself staring hard at the big building in front of him. The house was nothing like Robinson's house. Aphrodite was strikingly rich. But with what Alfred and Gregory had said, Hercules's net worth was like multiplication of what he had been seeing recently. Grey couldn't really wait to find out how rich he really was. He couldn't wait for Charles to be back."Can we go, Mr. Grey?" The driver asked politely. He seemed to respect Grey so much and Grey wondered why.Grey followed him inside the spacious living room that looked like heaven on Earth.Three ladies walked out from the inner room. They walked over to Grey and stopped to give him a short bow. The driver turned around now, leaving Grey to the mercy of the ladies.They walked him towards another door by their left. Grey entered t
When Grey returned home, it was late in the night and he was damn hungry. He called the maids but no one replied to him. He concluded that they were obviously asleep.He decided to make some pancakes for himself. Just as he grabbed the bag of flour, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and stared back at his hard face of Emma."What did you think you were doing?" Her voice was sharp and brittle." I'm trying to make dinner," he explained." Then, you better accept your poor fate. This is my kitchen and not yours. And you will do me the favor of walking out of it," she snapped." But I'm starving," he protested." I'm going to get security if you don't leave this place right now!" Her voice went above normal.Grey signed and dropped the flour. He grabbed his phone and walked towards the door."Never forget what I've told you," Emma started suddenly, pulling Grey to a stop. "You are not my son-in-law, Chris is. And it will only take a while before the owner will take its pla
Grey got to work earlier but he didn't miss the rumors already circulating about him. A lot of workers were discussing what the manager would do to Grey.He walked to the elevator which was almost occupied. He hurried inside before the door would close."See, he's even so brave," someone whispered behind him." Good morning Mr. Grey. How was your night? " Jane asked politely, a smile on her face.Grey looked at her. He hadn't realized she was inside the elevator. "Great. How was yours."Jane's smile broadened. "Great."The elevator made a beep and the door opened. Grey walked to his office. He hadn't sat when the telephone rang. He wondered who was calling at such an early hour.He picked it up nevertheless. "Hello, good morning.""This is the manager of J.K company and I want you in my office right now," he muttered thickly and the phone went off.Grey knocked on the door slowly. "Hello, this is Grey, and im_," he couldn't finish his words as the door jerked open."You should walk in