50 Shades Gray 2 Novels & Stories

Xin Ran didn’t believe how easily she had just turned him down with one call, Xin Ran thought as she replaced her smartphone into her handbag. She was discharged the same night and returned with Janny to the apartment they lived in. The apartment turned out to be rather cosy and feminine-looking, with pastel pink-coloured walls. She spent a few minutes staring at furniture, followed by the television and then, the large hot pink laptop on the coffee table. But if she could work the smartphone so well, what more were these gadgets?

The second he burst through the front door, Vittorio’s heart didn't settle. Instead, it plummeted into a bottomless abyss. The penthouse was terrifyingly empty. It was spotless, sterile, and felt exactly like a high-end property waiting for a new owner. There wasn't a single trace of Isabella left. The photo wall that she used to cherish so much was completely bare.

Shakti's voice cracked, and Porishma listened carefully. "He was behaving like Mr. Grey," Shakti said and resumed preparing midnight snacks for everyone. "Huh? Davis?" Porishma was confused by the mention of Davis. Shakti giggled at her reaction. "No, not Davis Grey. I was talking about Christian Grey from *Fifty Shades of Grey*. That Mr. Grey, not yours," Shakti said and blushed darkly, and Porishma laughed at her red face. **After having midnight snacks:** "I'll sleep with Daddy," Ansh said happily, and Rudra looked at Davis, who was sulking.

he whispered The machines behind him started making louder sounds. A cold voice spoke from a speaker “Phase Two will now begin memory restoration” Memory restoration Ethan felt afraid On the other side of the glass, Kai shook his head “Don’t touch him!” Kai shouted. “Stop!” But no one listened. The lights above Ethan became very bright. He had to close his eyes Then He felt heat Not real heat Memory heat He saw orange light Smoke He heard screaming His body shook against the straps “No,” he gasped. “I didn’t” Suddenly, the room disappeared.

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“Then create one.” Something dark flickered in Gray’s eyes. He knew what that meant. “I need something that doesn’t just silence him, I need something that ends him and his stupid project quietly and permanently.” “Understood,” he replied, already rising. “I’ll speak to my team.” He was halfway to the door when I called out, “Mr. Gray.” He stopped. I walked to the fridge, pulled out a bottle of cabernet, and poured myself a glass, the sound soft against the tension in the room.

He used to blame her for his impotence, but now that he was back in the game, he wanted nothing more than to erase her from his memory. “We’re done, bro. She’s probably out there riding some old dude’s dick,” he joked, laughing. And that’s when he realized—he really didn’t love her anymore. All he felt was disgust. The guys laughed, and Gray joined in. For real, he was over her. A few more familiar faces showed up, including Laurice—his former fuck buddy back in college. She approached with a wide grin. Gray’s eyes instinctively scanned her up and down as she walked toward them. She was wearing a tight, red tube dress that popped against her fair skin. Her boobs bounced with every step.

I thread my fingers through his hair and watch him adore my nipples with his tongue. His palm rubs down my slimy back with his left hand on my ass. He stop teasing my nipples as we go back to kissing. I cup both his cheek and continue to grind on him with our tongues gliding together. He groans in my mouth at each connection our lower region makes. " Damn..." He leans his forehead against mine with our eyes shut. I slowly part my lashes and meet eyes with his beautiful grey eyes. Without being told , Gray's my new found addiction and I hope he's not my downfall.

"Gray, what are you doing?" His finger covers my mouth. "Looking at what's mine, Angel, this meeting was going to be boring as hell until now." His words end, and his finger drags along my pussy, circling my clit before brushing back down again. "Best be quiet, Angel; someone may hear you." he winks and hits a button. I listen to them talking, and now and then, Gray says something. "One moment," Grayson says and does something with the laptop; he moves it and pushes me until I’m laid back on the desk.

At first, Annie thought it was the same thing she'd seen Michael and Joey doing in the back of the Limousine. She saw Gray steal a sparkling glance at her but yet it was as if he wasn't seeing her. He looked so much like someone in excruciating pain. He was naked except for the short he'd changed into before bed. His diamond earrings sparked on his right earlobe. Joey who was now not so drunk, was very composedly standing beside them, with his hands in his pockets. "Should I get the acumen?" he gently questioned. Gray stole another glance towards the gapping door, "Yes," he groaned.