Ms Sharma And Mr Grey.✅

Chapter- 47

" I'm Taylor's employer Smriti. He cannot hide anything from me. It's in his contract." Christian said.

I sighed.

" Tired?" He asked.

I nodded.

" Let's have dinner." He said.

" Christian, honestly. I am not hungry. Just sleepy." I said.

" You don't like to have dinner." He stated.

I nodded.

" But I can't let you go to bed without dinner. It's not healthy for you." He said.

" You are sounding just like my mumma." I confessed.

He raised his eyebrow at me.

" I love you." I said.

" What did you say?" He asked, a hint of smile playing on his lips.

" What did you hear?" I asked, playfully.

" Don't play games with me Mrs. Grey. Answer me." He said.

" You sound like my Mumma." I said.

" What?" I asked.

" This is what I last said. What did you hear?" I asked seriously.

He pulled me towards him my my neck. His one hand on the backside of the neck and the second at my waist was sending me shivers.

" Christian, aren't you hungry?" I asked.

He laughed.

" You'd say anything to avoid a situation like this. Won't you?" He asked.

He caught me.

I blushed.

" Now say it again." He said.

" I said that I lobe you." I finally confessed again.

" You can go on confessing all day and still your voice will be music to my ears." He said.

" Take me to where we were going before all this came up? You did not even tell me the place!" I whined.

He chuckled.

" So Mrs. Grey, we leave tomorrow for our honeymoon." He said and dragged me to the kitchen to have dinner.

" I'm still not hungry." I said.

" And I'm still not listening to you." He said as I reheat the dinner.

" You're being difficult." I complained.

" I can say the exactly same thing about you Mrs Grey. Now sit down." He said.

I sighed and we started eating.

" Christian please tell me where are we going?" I asked, with the best puppy eyes I could imitate.

" No Smriti. I'm still not telling you." He said.

" You're mean." I said.

" You are being a baby." He said.

" I blame the jet lag." Came my smart reply.

" So when do we leave tomorrow?" I asked.

" Morning." He said.

I nodded.

" How's work?" I asked.

" Same." He replied.

" I'm done." I said.

" Let's put you to bed then." He said.

" I'm no baby. I can sleep on my own." I said, pouting.