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It's time for me to erase these memories and create new ones somewhere else. I'm ashamed to breathe the same air as you. Farewell, mum and little brother. Grayson gulps and clenches his fist around the paper. He keeps reading Kian's last words over and over again, trying to convince himself that it's not what he's thinking. "Grayson," Will pulls him away from his tragic thoughts, shaking his arm, "Please, can you help me look for him?" he sobs. "Yes," Grayson says with a breathless voice, "I'll look for him, Will. I'll look for him everywhere,"

"What you've done has serious repercussions, you know that right?" Wolves move around us, wide eyed and mouth agaped but silent as they watch us. I doubt they've ever seen anyone bring their precious mighty Gamma to his knees much more ass before their eyes. But Grayson sits here, undisturbed by the turmoil in everyone's demeanor, focusing on us. Just here and now. "I don't care. " "You can't say that, " He answers gruffly, glancing up at me. "I don't. " "Leila, look around, there are other people here. "

ALEX “Are you out of your freaking mind?!” Grayson yelled, jerking to his feet. “I thought you were trying to restore your freedom, not put a fucking leash on your neck!” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Grayson, sit down and let me explain,” I said and extended my hand, reaching for a glass of whiskey Daniel had just placed on the table. Grayson frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. “Go ahead. I'm listening.”

"Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough." - Pierre Augustin Caron de beaumarchais *** Raina Williams "Am I disturbing something ?" Angelo said clenching his jaw. I stepped back from Grayson. "No, actually I was just leaving but what do you want anyways?" Grayson said in a nonchalant tone making me sigh. "It's none of your God damn business just get out!" Angelo seemed pissed. "It is my business because I can see right through you..." Gray deadpanned, i wanted to laugh but this was serious and Gray was getting the wrong idea.

I groaned, a guttural sound that was luckily drowned out by the bass drop of a Calvin Harris song. “Don’t,” I warned, my hips bucking slightly against her hand. “If you keep touching me, Eliana, we are leaving. I don’t care about the bouquet. I don’t care about the exit photos. I will carry you out over my shoulder.” She smirked—a dangerous, siren smile. She gave one last squeeze, then pulled her hand away. “Patience is a virtue, Mr. Grayson,” she quoted my earlier words. “You are a brat,” I breathed, adjusting myself painfully. “And you are going to pay for that later.”

Scarier than seeing a ghost: watching the ghost start undressing right in front of you. "Seen enough?" "No I mean, YES, that's plenty!" Isla, flustered, nearly said the opposite by accident. "If you haven't seen enough, feel free to keep watching," Grayson said, unzipping his pants regardless. Isla: !!!

“If you have something to say, you could just say it.” Grayson didn’t reply immediately, but she heard the soft rustle of fabric as he crossed the room. He stopped just behind her chair, the warmth of his presence sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. “I don’t need to say anything,” he finally murmured. Sienna closed the book and turned, meeting his gaze head-on. There was something unreadable in his expression, something tight in his jaw. “Then why do you keep watching me?” Grayson’s lips parted slightly as if he was about to answer, but then he shook his head, stepping back. “Get some rest,” he said instead, his voice quieter this time. Then he turned and walked away.

Declan Grayson hated hearsay, and they all knew it. “Is there no drug for your incompetence? Why the fu*k are you giving me speculations?” … To be continued…

My head is resting on Grayson's chest,we are both naked and enjoying the aftermath of what happened some minutes ago. His hands circles my bare back and I draw some heart shapes on his chest. There is a comfortable silence between us and I love it. Nobody is talking just enjoying the silence. " Do you think Bryanna will ever get well?" Grayson says breaking the comfortable silence between us. For some reason I get annoyed,like is he for real. We just had sex and the first thing he speaks about is his ex wi...I mean wife.

A young reporter could not bear to watch him like this, so in a cautious attempt, she whispered, “Mr. Ford, I’m truly sorry for your loss, but Ms. Gray is dead.” “Who said that she’s dead!?” Alarmed, he tightened his arms around her body as he refused to let anyone take her away from him. “She’s not dead!” “She’ll live forever in my heart...” Shannon, I can still picture you alive, smiling your brightest smiles. I can picture us together, living our best lives in our happily-ever-after. Shannon, would you please stay if I wanted you to?