NovelUpdate[e]
Chapter 116
-Ava’s POV-
The sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, piercing through the haze in my mind. As | stirred, a sharp throb
shot through my head, and my entire body ached with a vengeance. It took a moment for my brain to catch up,
but when it det. the events of last night hitlike a freight train: Grayson’s cold, cutting words, the bar, the
fight with Isabella, the man-the man | killed.
The memory slammed intowith such force that | bolted upright, my heart hammering in my chest. My gaze
darted around the unfamiliar room. Where was 1? What was | doing here?
| should be locked up. | turned myself in. The details after that were a blur, fragmented and fuzzy, but | couldn't
waste ttrying to piece them together. | needed to leave—find out where | was and how to fix this.
That's when the door opened.
And, of course, it was him.
Grayson stepped in, calm and composed as always, but the moment our eyes met, | caught it-a flicker of anger,
brief and sharp, before his expression turned as cold as stone.
“You're awake,” he said, his tone flat, almost indifferent, but there was an edge to it.
“What is the meaning of this, Grayson? Where am 17”
His gaze didn’t waver. “Paris.”
| swung my legs off the bed, ignoring the lingering ache in my body. “You've got to be kidding me. Takeback
home. Right now.”
“Why?” His eyes narrowed, glinting like steel. “So you can turn yourself in again? You took stupidity to an entirely
new level last night, Ava.”
The way he said it—so calm, so matter-of-fact-made my blood boil. “Of all the insults to use, do not call me
stupid. | am not stupid. | committed a crime, and | did the right thing by turning myself in. | should be in prison.
So, if you'll excuse me
I moved to push past him, but he didn’t budge. His towering form blocked the doorway, and his voice dropped to
an icy growl.
“Going to that station was the least of what you did. What were you thinking, dragging my men into shalf-
baked plan to take down a man by yourself?”
Oh, goddess. Jeremy. | hadnt even thought about him.
Still, 1 snapped back, “Well, excusefor trying to help you.”
“I don’t need your help,” he said sharply, his voice cutting throughlike a blade. “I can handle my business
myself. Do you have any idea what you've done? People got hurt because of your recklessness. You just don’t
listen, and you don’t know when to stop.”
“Well, then leavethe hell alone!” | shouted, the anger boiling over. “If I'm such a headache, why don’t you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwalk away? Since when do you care about anyone or their feelings, huh? Or is this about your wolf? You're
becoming human, so now you're trying to act human? Sucks to be you.”
The second the words left my mouth, | regretted them. The flash of pain in his eyes was fleeting, gone before |
could truly register it, replaced by the scold, detached mask he always wore.
1/3
17:02 Tue, Dec 31
Chapter 116
1 backed away, needing the distance between us. “I want to go back. | need to call Isabella, apologize. | have to
check on Jeremy, make sure he’s okay. Thave to face the consequences for any actions. | killed someone,
Grayson.”
He didn’t flinch. Instead, he moved forward and tossed a file onto the side table, his movements controlled,
deliberate “Dilton Stevens. Haloway Philips. Leon Andrew-or as he’s been calling himself lately, James Lawson.
He’s wanted in three different cities for doing to women what I believe he was about to do to you.”
| stared at the file, my chest tightening, but I didn’t reach for it. My gaze shifted back to him, and | saw the anger
simmering beneath his calm exterior. “It doesn’t matter. I'm capable of making my own decisions. You had no
right to do whatever you did to getout of jail. And you sure as hell had no right to fly the to another country
without my permission. Where the hell am 1?”
“One of my houses,” he said, his voice neutral, but the look in his eyes told a different story.
“Of course it is,” | scoffed, throwing my hands in the air. “Well, takeback. I'd like to get back to making
stupid decisions because apparently, that’s all I'm good for.”
“I didn’t say you were stupid.”
lignored him, brushing past, but his hand shot out, gripping my arm. His fingers were firm, unyielding, but it
wasn't his touch that stopped me-it was the look in his eyes. Cold. Hard. Yet, somehow, | felt the force of his
anger like a storm ready to break.
“Stop with the attitude,” he said quietly, his voice colder than I'd ever heard it. “You're starting to get on my
nerves.”
“Let go of me!” | snapped, trying to yank my arm free, but his grip only tightened.
“I'm sick of this,” he snapped, “Sick of you throwing yourself into danger like you're smartyr. Sick of your
constant need to fighton everything.”
“Then letgo!” | spat, shoving at his chest with my free hand. “If you're so sick of me, Grayson, leave me
alone! You don’t own me. You don't-"
| didn’t get to finish my sentence because his mouth crashed down on mine, cutting off my words. The kiss
wasn't gentle or sweet. It was a battle of teeth and tongues, a clash of anger and something deeper, something
primal that neither of us could seem to control. His other hand tangled in my hair, tugging hard enough to make
“Stop talking,” he growled against my lips, his breath hot and ragged. “For once in your life, just stop.”
I slapped his chest, trying to push him away, but it was useless. His body was a solid wall, his strength
overwhelming. “Letgo!” | demanded again, my voice muffled as his lips moved to my jaw, then my neck, his
teeth scraping against my skin in a way that sent a shiver down my spine.
His hands slid to my waist and hauledcloser. “I’ve had enough of your reckless decisions, your constant
defiance. You think you can walk away from me? From this?” His hands tightened, his fingers digging into my
hips, and | couldn't stop the involuntary gasp that escaped me.
“Grayson...” | tried to sound indignant, tried to fight the pull he had on me, but my voice cout breathy, my
resolve slipping with every second.
“Don’t say my nlike that,” he bit out, his hands moving to the buttons of my shirt. “Not when you're lying to
yourself about what you want.”
“I'm not-"
But he didn’t letfinish. His hands tore my shirt open, buttons flying in every direction, and the sound of
fabric ripping filled the room. My bra was next, his fingers making quick work of it before it joined my ruined shirt
on the floor.
2/3
17:02 Tue, Dec 31 TOO
Chapter 116
“You driveinsane,” he muttered, his mouth returning to my neck, his teeth and tongue leaving a trail of fire
down my skin. “You're reckless. Stubborn. Infuriating. And | can’t fucking stay away from you.”
| wanted to argue, to tell him he was the one who droveinsane, but my body betrayed me. My hands found
their way to his hair, tugging hard as he pressedagainst the wall, the cool surface a stark contrast to the
heat between us. His hands gripped my thighs, liftingeffortlessly, and | instinctively wrapped my legs around
his waist.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he growled, his teeth grazing my collarbone. “To pushuntil | snapped?
Well, congratulations, Ava. You've got me.”
“Grayson...” My voice was a mix of frustration and need, my nails digging into his shoulders as his hands roamed
over my body, his touch rough and possessive. “You're an ass-
He cutoff with another bruising kiss, his hips grinding against mine, as he undid his belt and I couldn't stop
the moan that escaped me. “You're mine,” he said against my lips, his voice dark and low, “You wear my mark.
Do you hear me? Mine.”
His words made something insidesnap, my anger and desire blending into a chaotic storm that | couldn't
control. “I hate you,” | spat, my nails raking down his back.
“Good,” he growled, his hands sliding under my skirt and ripping my panties off in one swift motion. “Hateall
you want. It won't change this.”
Before | could respond, he thrust into me, and the world tilted on its axis. The intensity of it stole my breath, my
body arching against him as he moved, each thrust hard and punishing.
“You drivefucking insane,” he muttered, his hands gripping my hips as he set a brutal pace. “Always running
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyour mouth, always defying me.”
“And you're a control freak,” | shot back, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “Always trying to tellwhat to
do.”
“Because you
need someone to keep you in line,” he bit out, his teeth grazing my
earlobe.
“I don’t need you,” | lied, my body betrayingas | tightened around him, my nails scraping against his skin.
“Liar,” he growled, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that was more bite than anything else. “You can’t stay away
from me, just like | can’t stay away from you.”
way
his
His words hit too close to home, but | was too far gone to care. The only thing that mattered was the way he felt,
the hands grippedlike he was afraid to let go, the way his body moved against mine like he was trying to
prove a point.
The anger between us only fueled the fire, every touch, every kiss, every thrust a battle for control that neither
of us could win.
I hated him.
I wanted him.
I needed him.
And just maybe... | even loved him.
3/3
0
SEND GIFT
d word rd d d d word rd d word rd d d d d word rd d word rd d d d d word rd d word rd d d d d
d word rd d d d word rd d word rd d d d d word rd d word rd d d d d word rd d word rd d d
mM: LIilofiflo&1
mM: LIilofiflo&1
mM: LIilofiflo&1
mM: LIilofiflo&1
nL Li TO 1 F061
mM: LIilofiflo&1
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
