Smriti's POV-
" Christian!! Stop." I shouted and got inside the covers immediately.
" Stop shying away from me and show me." He ordered.
" This is complete invasion of my privacy." I exclaimed.
" I am your husband. I am entitled to see much more than you are offering right now." He said huskily.
" Stop talking this way!!" I said.
He smirked and got rid of the covers. I was again left shield less in front of him.
He was gently touching my scars. I closed my eyes, giving into his feathery touches.
" You are ridiculously injured Mrs. Grey. We need you to get attended by a doctor." He said.
I opened my eyes.
" I did go to a doctor. He removed the bullet and cleaned my wounds." I said.
" He?" He said, raising his eyebrow.
" Yeahh." I said, confused so as to what he was trying to ask.
" That means, you have no problem with a doctor seeing you and dressing your wounds up. But when it comes to me, you are all shy and conscious." Christian said.
I looked down in embarrassment.
" Look at me when I am talking to you." He said.
Here comes in his jerkiness.
" I am tired." I said.
" Let's have dinner and then you can go to bed." He said.
" But I am not hungry." I said, genuinely not being hungry.
" Smriti, you need to eat." He said.
" No I don't." I argued, closing my eyes.
" You walk or you know I can very easily carry you." He threatened.
" Fine." I huffed and wore my Tshirt back.
" Who did the dinner?" I asked.
" The housekeeper." He replied.
I nodded.
Dinner was a silent affair.
After that we went back to the room.
Christian took his shirt off.
" What are you doing? Put your shirt back!" I exclaimed as I turned the other way.
" I can't sleep with the shirt on." He said casually.
" Mr. Grey, then I am going to sleep in some other room." I said firmly.
I heard him chuckle. Without saying anything, he pulled me inside the covers too.
" Now sleep." He said, kissing my forehead.
I snuggled closer to him, without realizing what I was doing.
Suddenly getting conscious of my move, I tried to distance away myself from him.
He pulled me back closer.
" Mrs. Grey, get used to this because tomorrow when I claim you all mine, you will need to get used to this closeness." He whispered in my ears.
" What!??" I exclaimed.
" You very well know what." He said.
Then I blushed.
" Stop blushing so much Mrs. Grey." He said.
Wait a minute, he can't even see my face properly in this darkness, so I can very well fake it.
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Ms Sharma And Mr Grey.✅
Mistero / 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...