Smriti's POV-
When I woke up, I noticed that my head was rested on Christian's shoulder. He was asleep too, at least, that's what I thought. I immediately adjusted my posture and woke up.
" I thought that you'd sleep till morning." I heard his speak.
" And I thought that you were sleeping." I remarked.
" I just had my eyes closed." He said.
I nodded.
I stood up to go to Mansi and group but I was pushed back.
Christian had forced me to sit on his lap. I started moving to free myself.
" Mrs Grey, stop moving so much." He commanded.
" Let me go!" I exclaimed.
" No." He said.
" Mr Grey, that I am perfectly capable of freeing myself from anywhere, I hope that you are aware of this fact." I said confidently.
" What did I say about you addressing me as Mr Grey?" He asked.
Shit.
I was so lost in I don't know what that he took advantage of the fact and started placing kisses on my jaw and nape of my neck. I blushed.
He smirked seeing me all red.
" Mrs Grey, the effect that I have on you is insane, I hope you know that." He said, mocking me.
" I did not see anything." Grace said, covering her eyes and went away.
Double shit.
I started attempting to free myself again but when it comes to him, I don't know where all my power and sarcasm flies away.
After a struggle of good 5 minutes, he loosened his grip on my waist, clearly enjoying my discomfort.
" Why are you so shy Mrs Grey?" He muttered in my ears with his husky voice, sending shivers down my spine.
" I'm not." I managed to voice out.
Before this uncomfortable stance could go on further, I heard Mia calling my name.
" Coming Mia." I shouted, finally got up and went to the next cabin where everyone else was there.
" Why are you so red Smriti?" Sunaina questioned.
" It's nothing." I muttered.
" Are you sure it's nothing Smriti?" Christian asked, who was right behind me.
" I'm fine!" I exclaimed and took a seat next to papa.
" Let's play something." Fahim suggested.
" Antakshari." I exclaimed along with Mansi.
" Yes." Grandmaa agreed too.
" Whtat is antashshi?" Mia asked, pronouncing it all wrong.
" It is Antakshari. It is a song game." Sanskaar spoke up.
She nodded.
" We don't know how to play so why don't you guys play one round and show us?" Carrick asked.
" Sure." Rajat replied.
We divided the teams, boys vs girls. It was our turn to sing from the letter M.
I started with Moh Moh ke dhaage.
Soon, we all launched into songs.
Again, I don't know when I fell asleep after the game, but the one thing I was sure about was that this time, it was Sanskaar's shoulder that I had taken as my pillow.
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Ms Sharma And Mr Grey.✅
Mystery / ThrillerThis amazing cover of the book is done by @TrendCazie. Thank you so much!!❤️❤️ Smriti Sharma- She is a 25 year old agent in Research and Analysis Wing (RAW) India. She is assigned a covert operation in New York to neutralise the terrorists attack i...