Mrs Grey Novels & Stories

Puzzled by what to do, she announces her presence. "Hello !, Mr Black!". She announced as she walks slowly to where the sounds were coming from, hoping the people stop before she got close. The moans only got louder the more steps she took and the sound of body clapping soon joined in. Grace was distraught as to why she was sent here even though they were having sex, or was it porn?, she couldn't tell. She soon found out when she opened the next door she could see, to reveal a half naked mr Black banging a blonde naked girl.

I entered the room. Miss Sandy was sitting beside Brent's mother. Brent's mother was still not conscious. She had an oxygen mask on her face. She looked really young and beautiful. I was standing at the door and was looking at her from far away. Miss Sandy saw me standing at the door and waved towards me. I slowly went inside towards her. I sat beside Miss Sandy. Brent went outside to buy medicines while we waited for him in the room. He came back with the medicines after sometime. He put the medicines on the table beside the bed and also sat beside us.

The hair is in a high bun and the fashion is vibrating from top to bottom. There was Anita, her secretary, and several men in black suits, dressed neatly in the Men in Black style, but without glasses. Pak. Sutar, her trusted man, rushed into the room with his body bent over handing the branded bag to great madam, my mother-in-law. On the other couch, sat a woman dressed super neatly holding an open folder containing some papers, I don't know what that is. Amelia, Wisnu and I immediately approached the Great Madam, took her hand to kiss each other, taking turns. She smiled while stroking the heads of Amelia and Wisnu.

- My husband suggests with all caution in his voice. — Do I have another option? - I ask raising my arms. — Then be aware that dinner is with you. — I expected no less. —Okay. I love you. - I say goodbye. — I love you too. I turn off the phone and walk toward the nearest subway station. I admire the buildings, the street that is quite busy, and the sky in an incredible orange tone, showing that the night was near. I walk down the escalator of the carefree station until my heart freezes to my eyes when I come across Mr. X in a dark gray suit on the escalator that climbed out of the station. I stare as hard as I can, but he doesn’t even turn toward me. I start going back up the stairs, pushing

) Said the man as he knelt next to me. "Ella lo esta ayudando, creo que es doctora.Llegó la ambulancia" (She is helping him,I think she's a doctor.The ambulance is here.)Said the waiter, I just looked between them, thinking I understood what they said.Paramedics came rushing, thankfully taking over the situation as I stepped back, my hands covered in blood. A waitress has helped me into the bedroom so I could clean up, by the time I come out they we are already gone.

Alice’s POV Mrs Grey was clad in a white business suit that made her effortlessly elegant and professional. Her blue eyes were fixed on me, as if I was the only thing she could see. “It’s you,” she said, her gaze softening. The receptionist’s eyes widened. “M-Mrs Grey, I was just explaining our company’s policy to her…” Mrs Grey didn't even glance at her. “That wouldn’t be necessary.” Silence swallowed the lobby. Every employee shifted their gaze towards me, curiosity dancing in their eyes.

Instantly, she dropped her spoon and rushed to block his path. “Mr. Grey, please, feel free and tell me what could be the problem; is it about your wife? I know you missed her already..” “Stop already, Lila,” Grey interrupted. “I don't need a reminder that my wife is in the rehabilitation centre. With what I'm facing now , I don't care if she lives or she dies,” Grey remarked.

[Scene: The Next Morning — At the City Hospital] Grey clouds hung heavy over the skyline as if echoing the mood inside the hospital waiting area. Mila sat beside Sally, her fingers nervously drumming the edge of her handbag. They were back at the same hospital where her world had once crumbled — where she’d been told she could never carry a child. But today, she wasn’t here to be broken again. She was here to break someone else. She sat stiffly in the consultation room, Sally beside her, both pretending to flip through medical brochures. The clock ticked louder with each passing second.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

The door closed again. The noise became softer. But her heart was beating hard. Why does this feel like my life is not mine anymore? She slowly walked back upstairs. Her stomach felt slightly uncomfortable again. Not painful. Just tight. She placed her hand there for a moment. Maybe I am just nervous. She sat on her bed and turned on the television. All channels were talking about the same thing. Grey Group. Harrison Grey. Mystery woman. Her name appeared on the screen again. She quickly lowered the volume.