Chapter Eighty-One

Grayson's POV

"I've been waiting for you since yesterday, where have you been and you suddenly disappeared like a ghost?" I asked him after we managed to get into my office.

He seated on the opposite chair comfortably and his shirt is mess up, he's covered by dirt and base to his wrist. Ash went on a tough mission just to get home, and I wanted to know what really happened.

"Wanna hear my story? I prepared a very long story for you and can't wait to tell you myself," he murmured.

"Sure. Let's hear it," I answered.

"I'd love to share it, but can you spare me tonight because I definitely need a hot shower and sleep. Especially since I was sitting on that chair for two days I guess?"

I shook my head, "It took you two consecutive days before you able to escape? How shameful you are, Asher. Did you lost your skills and become weak?"

"Of course not! I just need to know more whose behind my kidnapping, and the person in charge since I truly believed you'll gonna love the information I've