Chapter 38. Harsh Reality

BELLE

I succeeded in avoiding Grayson’s room until late into the night. I was hoping that I could sneak in while he was sleeping and use the couch across from his bed. I didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Grayson until we talked. But I also didn’t know where else I would sleep if it wasn’t in Grayson’s room.

I could feel the anxiety building up inside me as I approached his door, hoping that he wouldn’t be angry at me anymore. I opened the door and peeked in to see if he was asleep, then frowned when I saw an empty bed. Maybe he was still working?

But right as I stepped in, I was immediately slammed against the door, my head banging painfully against it. I yelled out in pain and shock.

“Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?” Grayson yelled at me.

I whimpered at the harsh grip he had on my arms. “W-what do you mean?”

Grayson growled loudly, “What happens between you and me stays between you and me, got it? You don’t go blabbering to the firs