Grey got home late that night. He had to undergo some changes because of the definitely didn’t want to give Giovanni the chance to recognize him as the Grey he met at the auction. That aside, he would likely be seeing Alex that day as well.
“Grey!” a soft voice called from behind as Grey took a step on the staircase. He stopped suddenly as realization dawned on him. He had forgotten that Caramel might be at home. Well, Caramel won’t be at the billionaire club party, definitely.
Grey turned around slowly to look at her, a smile on his face.
Caramel regarded him for a moinent in shock and admiration. Slowly, a satisfied grin curled up around her mouth. “What did you do to your hair?”
“Just a change of style. I realized I needed it,” he lied. Thank goddess Charles would be coming over with the special deodorant and the suit or Caramel might suspect more. She was a great thinker anyways.
“Wow, it fits you greatly,” she compliments. “I was going home anyways. I forgot my keys so I came back for them,” she explained.
Grey nodded briefly. “Good night, sleep well. Are you coming over tomorrow?”
Caramel shook her head quickly. “No, I will be busy but I will check back by Monday,” she responded.
Great felt glad by her reply. At least, it means that she wouldn’t be seeing him when he leave. Well, it still wasn’t yet the time for Caramel to know he was Hercules.
“Ok, bye,” Caramel said and hesitated as if she wanted to say something. “Ok, bye,” and she walked to the door.
Grey stared behind her for a moment until she had walked out. Well, Grey had the ounce to move closer to her and kiss her but he didn’t want to put her in any danger. Being Beatrice’s. daughter was enough at that moment.
Initially, Grey was pulling back because she used to be Avery’s friend but that wasn’t the case. anymore. Well, Avery divorcing him doesn’t mean he can’t have any woman he wanted in the world.
But he still had to consider other things. Caramel would be in danger especially when she discovered who he really was.
Grey woke
up to a knock on the door. He groaned and managed to get up. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He was getting fit and his broad shoulders were getting more visible due to his recent training.
Greg opened the door and stared at Beatrice. “Good morning.”
“Good morning, Grey. Charles is here to see you.”
Grey sighed. “Let him in.”
Beatrice nodded once. “And you should come downstairs for breakfast.”
Grey nodded briefly. “Thanks, Beatrice.”
Beatrice smiled and moved away while Grey closed the door. It didn’t take long as Grey fell to the bed when the door opened and Charles walked inside.
“When is the party starting, Charles? Why are you so here early?” Grey drawled tiredly.
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