Aubrianne Ivanov

"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...