Owning Her| OLD

Chapter Forty-Eight

Two weeks later

I wouldn't say I was the happiest I could be right now. Gray was trying his best to convince me it was going to be okay. The small kisses and touching, he was constantly reassuring me.

The last week has been eventful though. I mean I have been a bit busier. I have been working around Grayson's schedule and my own.

Diana was keeping me on my toes with every second. She was loving it the most because she's seeing a different side of me that she has never seen before.

Her exact words were. You become a whole new person when the cobwebs get dusted. In translation, when you get dick it's a bit life-changing after a very long time.

I was gonna miss Noah though, my little baby boy. That boy was like my own child in a way. When he starts to grow up, I think imma cry.

I was looking out the window as we drive to an unfamiliar area. We were in LA, but Elijah moved to a whole different house. I don't think I would have been able to stay in the old house either.

I had whole lotta questions though. If Adam is there, it would feel like a shit show for me. Something about seeing Adam again would feel weird.

"Gray, what if nobody actually wants me there?" I ask.

"They can fuck off, it's Elijah's house, not theirs," he answers.

"That would still be really uncomfortable, how about I go somewhere else?"

"I can't hear you anymore," he drawls.

"Grayson Ledger, I'm being so serious right now," I groan.

"I know, but stop overthinking it."

"How can I not? I'm technically not even family," I say.

"If I wasn't driving, I would have made you shut up by now."

"I'm not complaining, I'm curious," I grin.

I can try to shift my aim even a little bit. Try to pull the sex card. He would have to give me some type of lee-way. This Grayson was talking about he's straight to the point.

"Too late, we're almost here," he said.

"Fuck my life," I mumble.

"Watch that pretty mouth of yours."

"Sorry."

We weren't in a contract and yet I'm still listening to him. It's not strange since I think he ended his thing with Sicily. I kinda wanted to meet her but didn't. That's not the point we were basically here. Holy fucking shit.

We pulled up to a gate and it opened automatically. This place was was bigger than the last. It had pillars on the front. A round driveway. A lot of windows and modern, but old architecture.

"Is this the money from Val or the club?"

"Both and don't think about what I do with Val."

"We had a threesome with him, I'm going to think about it. Do say I wouldn't mind doing it again."

"Iris, watch what you say," he grits.

"What? I'm being honest though."

He says something under his breath in Italian. I still can't believe he spoke Italian. How the fuck did I never know this shit? He could have been talking dirty to me in a different language. That shit is sexy.

"Is that you saying we should go back to New York and see Val again? Take a pit stop to Devon as well?" I smirk.

He parks the car and takes off his seatbelt. He just looks at me and shakes his head a little. He had a Lil smirk on his face as well. He flicks my forehead and I scowl at him.