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AZURE'S POV

I watched Grey as he walked away to make that call after our little conversation. It was cold yes, but I didn't mind, I was too busy being more curious about what the phone call was about.

Before the death of my mother, I had thought I couldn't get more scared than loosing my favorite pair of shoes, during the times I suffered with my father, I was the most scared of dying without being known by others but right now, I realized that I had never been as scared when I thought I lost Grey. I don't know how we came to love each other so much within so little time but the truth is I would give my life up for him over and over again if I had to, because I knew that I couldn't and wouldn't live without him.

It was totally useless of him to think that I would've let that bullet hit him, he not only had his company to run because he also had my grandfather's company as well and not to mention all of the thousands and thousands of people he had relying on him -myself inclusive-, people who would loose their job if he died, thinking of all of these how could I let him die.

When he came back, he pulled me into the car and James followed suit. James drove us to the airport and to say that I was shocked was an understatement.

Right before my eyes was a private jet and not just any private jet, it was an Airbus A380 superjumbo jet and it cost $500 million. I knew this due to my fascinations with things of sort and as if I wasn't moved enough, the jet had to have only two colours.

AZURE AND GREY

And two names

GREY'S AZURE.

I didn't know tears had escaped my eyes until Grey came in front of me and wiped my tears.

My own Grey.

I threw myself at him and hugged him so tightly. I was in love with this man and I loved every part of it.

I blinked in my tears and wiped the traitors away from my cheeks. I rose my head to find him smiling at me, I missed that smile, I missed the touch, I missed this man right here.

I only saw his assistant, Miss Grain Terry, when he took me by the small of my back and started leading me towards the door. I noticed the scowl on her face, he must have dragged her from doing a very important task but nonetheless, I smiled in her direction and as much as she wanted to ignore me, the little curve on her lips gave her away. Although we had a very upsetting start, I was pretty sure she likes me a tiny bit at least.

A few minutes later, we were on air and when I asked Grey where we were going, he gave me a shrug and told me to be patient, that it was a surprise.

I waited for the pilot to say his usual thing so that I could hear the destination but he happened to say everything but that. The stupid smug look on Grey's face told me he had everything to do with it.

When we were settled on air and it was safe to take off the seat belts, Grey stood up and let me know his desire to freshen up. He offered for me to join, but I refused, I couldn't let him see the disaster that came upon my skin in the past few days.

I sat on the bed waiting for him to come out, I tried to smile, tried to not show the fear I was feeling. I had told him I wouldn't scar myself anymore but it became harder to look away from the pain. I told myself no, I told myself he was coming and he wouldn't like the scars. I tried, heaven knows I tried but unlike what he believed, the demons were bigger than I was.

I knew he was already unto the fact that I was hiding something from him, hence my neverous state as I sit on the bed.

It wasn't too long before he came out all wet and drool worthy. I unconsciously licked my lips and I abruptly stood up.

"Close your mouth love, I know I'm that sexy but seeing your mouth open like that gives me thoughts." My mouth forced shut on its own accord.

"Oh, sorry."

Grey covered the little distance between us as he firmly secured the towel on his waist making my eyes drop that direction before quickly bringing my eyes back to his face, ungracefully making a gulp sound as I swallowed my spit.

"Mind telling me what the issue is now Azure?"

"What do you mean? You must be tired after not having a comfortable sleep in how long, have some rest." I tried to put a whole lot of distance between us as I spoke, taking large steps backwards only that it was useless, he took even wider steps towards me and I knew I was toast when I felt my back hit the wall.

"Sure, since I'm going to sleep now you should join me. Take off your clothes Azure, you never liked sleeping in them anyways."

"Pl-Please don't make me do this." I tried pleading with him. He knew what the problem was, he wanted me to tell it to him, to show it to him, he wanted to see the new disgusting sketches on my wrists, my neck, my torso, he wanted me to see as he saw the new nasty imprints I made on my own body.

"Take it off Azure. Don't plead with me, just do as I ask. I'm going to count to three and if you don't take it off willingly, I'll do it myself at whatever cost." His eyes never left mine as he spoke, sure he wasn't calling me by my actual name but I knew that look in his eyes. It was determination and from what I knew, the persona accompanied with it was force and anger."

"One."

My breath hitched.

"Two."

My eyes watered

"Three."

On their own accord, my hands moved to my sides, pulling up the shirt as I shut my eyes tight.

"Everything."

Again, my hands moved to unclasp my bra hook and in a little less a second, it joined my shirt on the floor. My shoes, pants and thong followed suit. My eyes remained shut. How could they not, when I was so ashamed of myself, my very own actions. The tears didn't stop falling though, despite the fact that my eyes were tight shut.

"Why are your eyes closed?"

"I'm scared."

"Scared of what Azure? Of what I think or of your own self?"

Did I even know what I was scared of? Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked at him. I wanted to see the disgust in his eyes, I wanted to see the disappointment in his eyes, the irritation, I wanted to see it all but, none of them were present as I looked at him.

Pain, that was the most prominent feature of his grey orbs. Pity, it was there as well, worry was also present.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there with you."

Why was he apologizing to me? He should be yelling, should be saying how much of a disgrace I am, should be asking me to get out of the room, to hide my body from him. He just shouldn't be apologizing.

A sigh escaped my lips when I felt him kiss the tears on my right cheek, and then my left.

"I'm sorry Azure, you don't deserve this. If only I were here, if only I were smart enough not to go to that rooftop, I should've made sure I would be with you no matter what."

"It's okay Grey, it's not your fault. Why do you keep apologizing as though you did something wrong? I took the blade and cut myself, I took the candles and lighters and burnt myself, I took the pills and fell unconscious several times. I did all of that to myself, and I hurt you in the process. I'm the one that's sorry so please stop apologizing."

Grey didn't say anything else, he just grabbed my face and kissed me, passionately might I add. My hands moved to his neck and grabbed his hair softly earning a groan from him. I had come to realize he really liked it when I tugged at his hair.

His assault didn't stop there, he pulled back and looked at me, letting me see the raw desire and lust in his eyes. He truly was the best, he was assuring me that despite the scars, he desired me still. He wanted me and he wanted me to know it.

I let out an involuntary moan when I felt his lips on my left breast. He sucked and nibbled, bit and sucked again while his other hand grabbed my other breast, pinching and kneading.

He was an expert, he knew what he was doing. Soon after, I felt him go down to my southern region.

I released several loud moans as he worked me professionally and a scattering scream as I found my release.