Chapter 9 You Want to Sleep With Me?

Belle looked at Grayson.

"I said, this is the only bed left in the house. Where else can I go?"

"So you want to sleep with me? How shameless can you be?"

Belle was exasperated.

"You're the shameless one. Get your mind out of the gutter! I never wanted to share a bed with you! Go sleep in a hotel!"

Grayson was silent. If it weren't for his deal with Finneas, he would've booked a hotel room right away.

He didn't explain anything. Instead, he stressed, "I'm saying this for the last time. Get off my bed!"

His voice was icy.

Belle frowned.

"You're a man, so can't you try being considerate for once? If you don't wanna leave, sleep on the couch. Stop bothering me."

Grayson was furious. He tugged at the blanket on Belle's body.

Belle had wrapped herself up tightly. She shouted, "Someone, help! He's harassing me! This old thug is trying to bully a young lady!"

Grayson was speechless.

Belle should be grateful for the decent upbringing that taught Grayson not to hit women. If no