Chapter 7: steel he’s made of

Avery refused to talk with Grey until the end of the party and they were heading towards the car.

Avery stopped walking and turned to look at Grey. “I hope you know there’s no fucking way I will come home with you. I can’t live in a house like that,” she snapped.

Grey watched her for a moment. “I’m your husband after all, why can’t you?” He teased.

Avery scoffed. ” Seriously? Is this because my grandfather gave me to you on a platter of gold? I’m sure you know my worth.”

” But we are married now. Should there still be any barrier?” Grey probed deeper.

” How the fuck did you get on my bed in the first place?” She asked angrily.

Grey sighed. ” I wanted to ask you the same thing.”

” Well, I don’t care. You should find something to do with that. I’m out of here,” she said tiredly. One of her guardians opened the door for her and she entered.

Grey watched her until she was out of sight. He sighed and looked down at his ring.

What if he hadn’t worn the ring to the party?

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The alarm rang and jotted Grey out of his trances. He turned on the bed and eventually collided with the floor with a sudden thud.

He sat up and rubbed his arm slightly. He had dreams about himself, John and his father.. And it still pained him to realize that they were gone and he would never be able to see them again.

But he was somehow grateful for Alfred for he did all he could to make sure that the business empire did excellently and the mafia group didn’t break. And now that he was back, it was his turn to continue the work they had started.

wonder why his father would keep the mafia group away from him. Maybe if he hadn’t, he might

would still need to keep a low profile. He had a job as a

Hercules’son is a delivery man? It

wrote for him but he had

driving to the delivery company on

smirk the moment he

Chris was part of the workers that was always embarrassing him at any free chance that they got. And seeing that Chris was a full worker that earned more than he does, he didn’t

for work,” he muttered

he just joked about something. “Anyway, the boss will like to see you. But where

him and walked towards the boss’s office. Replying to Chris would

knocked slowly. “Good morning boss,” he whispered with his head

before I force you to,” Philip boomed

open to review a robust man in his sixties, staring at him with such intensity that could

boss. Chris said you wanted to see me,” Grey tried his best to pretend he didn’t

his hands in front of him. “What is good about the morning, Grey? Why

hadn’t really thought

his mouth to say something. ” I’ve always known that you were this good-for-nothing pauper. How dare

have no use for your baubles! Just

felt a surge of anger at his words. He was actually expecting him to fire him because he

find a way to humiliate him wherever

it was also his fault. If he wasn’t absent the

am going to leave your company

be dreaming if you think that would happen. You don’t deserve a penny and

I worked for this! It’s my payment!”

hissed and picked up the telephone. He

talking when the door burst open and eight men

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