《Secrets Behind The Mask》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 100 章

At 9:47 AM, a sleek black town car pulled up to the curb. The back door opened, and Morgan stepped out, immaculately dressed in a cream-colored suit, oversized sunglasses hiding half her face despite the overcast day."Right on schedule," Nate murmured.Grayson watched as Morgan said something to the driver before turning toward the clinic entrance. She paused, looking around as if sensing she was being watched, then disappeared inside."Now we wait," Nate said, settling back in his seat.The minutes stretched into an hour, then longer. Grayson checked his phone frequently, waiting for a message from Nate's inside man. At 11:04 AM, the clinic door opened again, and Morgan emerged, her posture radiating satisfaction."She looks pleased with herself," Grayson observed, a knot forming in his stomach.Before Nate could respond, his phone buzzed. He answered, listening intently before his expression darkened. "Are you sure? You saw it yourself?" A pause. "Understood. Stay there until we ar

The intercom crackled to life, Morgan's voice flowing through the speaker with artificial sweetness."Yes?""It's Grayson. We need to talk."A pause, then the door buzzed open. Grayson stepped into the marble-floored lobby, bypassing the concierge with a curt nod, and headed straight for the elevator. He pressed the button for Morgan’s floor, his jaw set as he watched the numbers climb. She had sent him the address of this place while she had been bugging him to see her since the breakup. This was his first time here. Grayson made sure to start the voice recording on his phone.The doors slid open on her floor. Her door was directly in front of the elevator. Morgan stood waiting at the open doorway, posed deliberately against it. She’d changed from her clinic outfit into something more revealing, a silky white dress that clung to her curves, hair freshly styled, makeup flawless. The calculated transformation wasn't lost on Grayson. She’d been expecting him."That was fast," she said,

Grayson's free hand slid down her torso to the waistband of her sensible skirt, his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His fingers danced along the edge of the fabric, teasing and promising at once. "Let me touch you," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear, making her shiver with anticipation. "Let me make you feel good. Let me watch you come undone."Honey's breath caught in her throat as heat pooled between her thighs. Her mind screamed caution even as her body betrayed her with its obvious need. "Someone could come in," she protested weakly, glancing nervously at the door while her pulse raced beneath his touch. Every rational thought in her head was drowning under waves of desire."The door's locked," he reminded her, his voice a velvet rumble that vibrated through her core. His hand dipped beneath her skirt, fingers tracing tantalizing patterns along her thigh through the thin barrier of her pantyhose. The heat of his palm seared her skin even through the nylo

Tuesday, October 24th, 7:17 AMHoney woke just as the first rays of sunlight spilled through the partially drawn curtains. She blinked sleepily, nestled against Grayson's chest, his arm draped possessively around her waist even in sleep. Yesterday had been monumental—her true identity revealed to the company, Morgan's deception exposed. For the first time in years, she felt like herself, whole and unburdened.She was a little worried that Riley had been so quiet, but she would call Katherine today to see how the divorce was going. The sooner she was shot of her soon-to-be ex-husband, the better.She carefully extracted herself from Grayson's embrace, smiling as he mumbled in his sleep but didn't wake. She leaned down and kissed the side of his mouth.After a quick shower, she slipped into his robe and went barefoot to the kitchen. The house was quiet; Jenny wouldn't arrive for another couple of hours, giving Honey time to prepare a celebratory breakfast.As coffee brewed, filling the k

"The press is already gathering," Jason informed them from the front seat. "Security has cordoned off an entrance for you."Grayson squeezed her hand. "Remember, we have nothing to hide. We didn't do anything wrong.""I know." Honey turned to him, finding strength in his unwavering confidence. "It's just... facing the cameras, the questions. It's everything I've spent years avoiding. I know I wanted to come out as me, but this was… unexpected.""I know, I'm sorry about that. If I hadn't told Morgan—""It was only a matter of time before she found out, Grayson. Don't blame yourself for someone else’s actions."As they approached the building, Honey caught sight of the media circus awaiting them, television vans with satellite dishes, photographers with long lenses, reporters clutching microphones. The security team had created a narrow path to a side entrance, but it would still require walking past dozens of shouting journalists. Who would have thought? It wasn't like we were celebrit