y/n's pov
i was getting ready for a dinner reservation that grayson had set up this morning. i picked out a black dress that hugs my ass and boobs, it had rips on my stomach and some on my thigh, with two pairs of nike socks with hightop converses. i picked out some jewelry, picking out the necklace grayson got me for our anniversary and a few rings.
"y/n , are you almost finished?" grayson yelled from downstairs.
"yeah, give me a moment" i yelled back. i grabbed a ripped black jean jacket, my phone and wallet and headed downstairs.
i walked downstairs seeing my handsome boy in front of me.
"handsome." i whispered under my breath. somehow he heard me.
"sexy." he whispered back. standing on my tippy toes, i pecked his lip pulling away from the kiss only for grayson to grab my bottom lip between his teeth, pulling me back in. we made out for a few seconds.
"mm gray, we have to go." i said in between kisses. i pull away, heading to the door to open it. i felt a large hand on my wrist.
"and where do you think you're going with that on?" he said raising his eyebrows.
"babe..c'mon we have to go." i said rolling my eyes.
"go change." he demanded , eying me down.
"no." i said with slight fear going through my body. he hates when i disobey.
"y/n, im not playing around. go change.. now." he said with tone in his voice.
"make m-" before i could finish , i was being held up against the wall , my breath hitched.
"go head, babygirl.. finish that sentence." he said kissing my neck. i moaned not being able to get out what i wanted to say.
"that's what i thought. i don't want anyone looking at what is mine."
"and since you act like you don't belong to anybody.. i'm gonna show you.. who you belong to.."
