Scarlett POV
He came closer and sat on the bed—bending over , he slipped the drawer door open and brought out a pack of cigarette. Taking one out, he sat up and made to light it. I saw my opportunity and advance towards him. Getting on a kneeling position, I withdrew the cigarette from his lips and wrapped my hands around his neck.
He just kept looking at me without a word.
"Umm…Mr Grey, you… seem stressed.., let me ..releave you-if you ..don't mind" I stammered , drawing myself closer to him and colliding our bodies.
My hands were visibly shaking but I didn't give up, I slowly removed my arm around his neck ,and trailed my fingers down his neck then through the open part of his broad chest. I moved to his button and made to unhook it when he suddenly grabbed my hand .
"You are fucking terrible " he said pushing me away. I fell back on the bed and watched him take out another cigarette—ready to light it.
That hurts.
