Aubrianne Ivanov POV
"Fine! Then all I ask is that Daniel take me to the airport." With that, in the heat of the moment, I imagined myself storming out the room in haste and making my way out of this house, heading home and aggressively packing my things and...
Yea, like I said, I imagined. Before I could have at least turned away from Mr. Grey Senior and taken a successful step to the door, he held onto my hand in a death grip.
In response, my eyes narrowed on his hand gripping my own, and I aggressively yanked my hand away.
My expression was very questioning and even more suspicious as I looked at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes narrowed.
"What are...the words died in my throat. Mr. Grey looked like he was physically fighting with something and losing. He started to pale before my eyes.
My fierce demeanor and stance simmered into one of care and concern, "Are you alright?" Lawd father, did I give this man a heart attack?
