All Chapters of Sexy Behind The Mask: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"The Velvet Room?" Grayson's eyes darkened at the mention of the place where they'd first connected sexually and emotionally… the masks that allowed them to drop the walls and see each other for who they truly were. Where Sir had claimed Red as his own. "What about it?"Honey shifted against him, her fingers playing with the buttons of his shirt. "Do we... still need it? Now that we have each other."Grayson considered this as his hand slid up her back, tracing her spine through the emerald suit. "Need it? No." His voice dropped lower. "But would I take you back there sometime, purely for pleasure? Yes. If you wanted."She met his gaze, relief and desire mingling in her expression. "I wasn't sure how you felt about it. I liked… I enjoyed it.""The Velvet Room served its purpose," Grayson said, his thumb brushing along her jawline. "It brought us together. But I don't need masks to know who you are anymore. The masks will have to stay if we go because they protect our identities from o

Saturday, 28th October, 4:53 PMSaturday afternoon found Honey staring through the car window, her stomach performing gymnastics worthy of an Olympic gold medalist. She wouldn't find this so hard had their lives not been so messy and public."You're not heading to an execution chair," Grayson said, his hand squeezing her knee gently. "They're going to love you.""Says the man who described his mother as 'formidable' and warned me I should be afraid one minute and tells me they're lovely the next." She shot him a sideways glance. "Forgive me if I'm a little nervous about meeting the woman who raised you. Your traits had to come from somewhere."The car turned onto a tree-lined private drive, gravel crunching beneath the tires. Honey's heart rate kicked up another notch."I was joking. Mostly." Grayson's thumb traced circles on her knee. "Just be yourself. The real Honey, just you."As the house came into view, Honey's eyes widened. She'd expected something grand, but this was different

When they reached the dining room, the rest of the family was already gathered. Faith stood near the head of the table, arranging something on a serving plate, while Luke refilled wine glasses. Emma had her back to them, speaking animatedly to a tall, broad-shouldered man who was at least a foot taller than her.As Grayson and Honey entered, Emma turned, her face lighting up. "There you are! I was just about to send a search party." She gestured to the man beside her. "Honey, I'd like you to meet Daniel. My fiancé."Daniel turned, revealing a classically handsome face with kind eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled. He extended his hand to Honey. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Emma's told me so much about you.""All good things, I hope," Honey replied, shaking his hand. His grip was firm but not overpowering."Of course," Emma interjected. "I told him you're the woman who finally tamed my out-of-control, arrogant brother."Grayson snorted. "I wouldn't say out of cont

The diner door swung open behind Brittany, and Riley stepped out onto the sidewalk. His face contorted with rage when he spotted Honey standing there with Grayson. In that split second, Honey could see the transformation, the handsome, charming lawyer she'd once married morphed into something unrecognizable, his features twisted by fury. He must have tried to charm the diner owner, but seeing them here with Brittany, the mask had dropped."What the hell is this?" Riley's gaze darted between Brittany and Honey. A muscle twitched in his jaw as he fixed on Grayson. "Of course you called them, you fucking little bitch."Brittany flinched, shrinking back toward Honey, clearly scared Riley would lash out at her."That's enough, Riley." Honey stepped forward, placing herself between Brittany and her soon-to-be ex-husband. "She's not going back with you."Riley laughed, a harsh sound with no humor. "Like hell she's not. She's carrying my child." His eyes narrowed at Grayson. "And you… you smu

Divorce CourtTuesday 21st, November, 9:27 AMThe courthouse felt cold as Honey walked through the metal detectors before entering courtroom 7, but that could just be how she was feeling. Three years. Three hellish years of her life wasted on the man who sat smugly at the defendant's table, acting like he was the wronged party in all this mess.Riley looked good. The bastard always looked good. Designer suit, which she paid for, perfectly styled hair, that boyish smile that had fooled her. I was still pissed he was out on bail only five days after being arrested. Brittany was safe and that was the main thing.Her friends and father had wanted to be here with her today, but she had said no. She didn't want others to witness the humiliation of her ending marriage. Everyone except Grayson, whose hand rested protectively on her lower back as they took their seats. He had seen it up close and personal."You've got this," Grayson murmured, his voice low enough that only she could hear. "He c