Grey's POV Two Years Later "Please tell me you found my son..." Mrs Smirnoff asked, hands raised to her mouth with the hopeful look of a mother decimated with the shake of my head. Maybe if she'd ensured her son had the morals of hard work and selflessness than he wouldn't be a current missing per
"There is something that strikes me as odd..." I humored him by a turn, clasping my hands together to showcase my frustration. "You didn't know her before she came to Chicago. Yet you bought her an apartment, furnished it, and from what your financial records show, it wasn't stopping there. All th
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Grey's POV This may have been my first time arrested, but it was not my first time in a cell. These bars holding me were not made of anything but steel and bolts I could easily use one kick or a clutch of my hand to bend it out of place to escape. It would be difficult to explain which was why I re
Elodie's POV It has been three days since my encounter with him in that bathroom and every moment since he's been my every thought. Although Henry assured me he was concealed behind the bars of his father's prison, I couldn't help but feel him nearby. Any questions I asked about why he may have com
Grey's POV Without substantial proof, for the time being, I was among the streets of New York City once again. Only this time, it was with Spinner's words remaining true. I couldn't move an inch without feeling everyone's eyes on me, just waiting for me to make a damning move as an excuse to throw
His mouth was too warm and soft to be real as it descended lower and lower before the silk of my shorts slipped from my body. Although it was a silent thought as to why he didn't rip it off of me, he answered aloud. "Because you deserve to be cherished..." He kissed back against my skin, his tongu
"You sure?" "I need you to...I want to feel-" He silenced me with his tongue. I instantly clutched the bedding as he ate me out from behind. His tongue took torturous glides that were broken by the sucking motions to my inner bundle of nerves. When I began to buck against him, he widned me even fur