Soon, the sound of steady and powerful footsteps came from behind the closed door, step by step approaching the door before they came to a sudden halt.
Taya thought that the other party would open the door at once, but she found that no further movements were observed and were about to raise her hand for another knock when the door swung open.
A hand with distinct protruding knuckles grabbed her wrist and pulled her in at light speed….
Neil standing outside the door had only seen a hand stretching out before Taya disappeared with a whoosh.
Not only the iron rods he had brought along and the ruffians he hired were useless, but also Taya ended up being held hostage as well…
He stood still, the corners of his mouth twitching, his face distorted in rage when a group of bodyguards rushed out from nowhere.
The leader pointed at him and yelled, “Send them to the police station and sue them for an intentional riot!”
When the group of gangsters heard that they were going to be sent to the police station, they screamed in fright, threw away the iron rods, and fled in all directions!
Those iron rods struck Neil’s feet. Gritting his teeth in pain, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Before he could return to himself, the leading bodyguard crouched before him and gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder.
“Please come with us…”
With that, Neil was carried into the exclusive elevator by four professional bodyguards, vertically entering the elevator and carried out izontally.
Taya’s face was pale with fright after she was dragged into the room, but when the man’s familiar scent drifted into her nostrils,
she raised her head in bewilderment.
The lights were turned on and the curtains were drawn open. The rising sun shone in to cast its rays on the man’s face, reflecting his
well-defined face.
He clasped her wrist with one hand, his arms around her waist with the other. With his thick eyelashes lowered, his unblinking eyes scanned her face.
When Taya met those hawk eyes, the fear in her eyes turned into shock before they widened in disbelief.
“Griffon, how could it be you…”
Halfway through her sentence, she heard whimpering behind him.
Taya withdrew her gaze and looked past Griffon, her eyes landing on the man kneeling on the ground.
He wore a bronze mask on his face with a dragon tattooed on his neck, so he was undoubtedly Greyson.
She froze on the spot and remained to stare at Greyson for quite a while before shifting her gaze back to Griffon.
“What’s going on?”
Wasn’t it Greyson’s presidential suite? Why was Griffon in the room? And Greyson subdued?
Without responding, Griffon grabbed her hand and led her up to the man, condescendingly staring at the man kneeling on the ground.
“I heard you mention Greyson last night, so I ordered my men to investigate. Only then did I know that he had almost taken
advantage of you in the parking lot of the hospital more than a month ago.” So it seemed…
laya lifted her head to glance at the man beside her exuding murderous intent. “Thank you for your help in capturing Greyson…”
The man kneeling on the ground cried out hearing the words.
“I’m not Greyson. I was instructed to impersonate Greyson. That’s why I hid in the parking lot, waiting for you on the day of your hospital discharge. Miss, please tell this gentleman to let me go. It’s true that I’m not Greyson. Ah!”
Hearing those words, the doubts from within Taya’s heart rose once more…
She took a step forward, squatted in front of the man, then reached out to take off his mask.
It was a completely unfamiliar face, without sharp jawlines, and nor was there smooth skin. Instead, there were slightly noticeable
flaws.
She had touched Greyson’s face previously and could tell that it was G od -chiseled with immaculate skin, but the man kneeling in front of her had a comparingly rounder face…
Although she had never seen Greyson’s face, she could tell that the man before her eyes was not Greyson the moment his mask was removed…
If the man was a fake, where was the real Greyson then…
Just as Taya turned to give Griffon a confused look, he raised his hand and waved at the bodyguards.
“Drag him out and deal with him.”
Before the man kneeling on the ground had time to beg for mercy, he was gagged by the bodyguard and dragged out of the room with his limbs tied!
An instant silence lingered in the empty suite. Sunlight seeping in poured on the two, radiating with a faint golden light…
Taya’s gaze was mixed with doubts as it fell on Griffon’ clear skin.
“Greyson who hurt me in the parking lot of the hospital more than a month ago is a fake, but the one who sent a text and demanded i come over is the true Greyson. May I ask if you know who he is?”
Griffon raised his hands to cup her face, staring into her eyes as he solemnly replied, “Taya, it’s me “I am Greyson.”
While he gently stroked her fair face with his index finger, the profound affection swirling in his eyes was brighter than the blaring sun.
Taya’s stare was locked on the incomparably noble man before her eyes. Even if she had suspected Griffon to be Greyson, she had yet to believe what she had just heard from Griffon…
After a moment of being stunned, she picked up the golden and copper mask in her hand and put it on for him while standing on tiptoes…
The moment Griffon overlapped with the Greyson in her memory, Taya was thrown into a daze.
Her gaze slid down to his lean neck where the green dragon tattoo was… It’s not permanent.”
Griffon seemed to be able to see through her doubts as he explained in a light voice.
Not a permanent tattoo? Was the dressing style, messy hair, hoarse voice, body scent, all a deliberate disguise?
Failing to accept the truth, she took a step back. “You… Why would you wanna lie to me and force me into doing what I don’t want to?”
Her questioning in her usual soft voice was like a knife stabbing into his heart, adding to his guilt and fear.
For fear that he would lose her, he stepped forward to pull her into his arms, hugging her with all his strength, regardless of what she thought.
Taya pressed her hands against his firm chest but when she realized that she couldn’t move an inch, she stopped struggling and looked up at Griffon.
“Did you think that I was stu pid and found it fun back then, so you fooled me on purpose?”No!”
After denying her guess, Griffon wanted to explain when Taya’s cold voice interrupted him.
“Why did you do that then?” “It’s because…”
“It’s because you think I’m your doormat and that you have all the right to treat me as your plaything!!!” Taya shouted.
The anger that erupted from her chest sent Taya trembling with anger. The look in her eyes brimmed with disappointment.
“Griffon, I’ve been by your side for few years, but you do nothing other than hurt me, force me to do what I hate, and lie to me. Do you take me as a human being?”
Seeing those almond-shaped eyes full of resentment gradually teared, Griffon’ heart trembled. The overwhelming pain was suffocating.
“Listen to me…”
He took a step forward, but she withdrew the emotions in her eyes to turn around and walk toward the door.
Griffon ripped off the mask on his face to step forward and grab her wrist.
After pulling her into his embrace, he clasped her slim waist with one hand and lowered his head to press his lips against hers.
He eagerly pried her lips open, his tongue familiarly knowing its way of slipping in to conquer hers. Gently sucking her soft lips, he
inclined his face toward her, leaning in for more of her warmth.
The pa*sionate kiss left Taya gasping, reaching for breath. Her hands struggled to break free and before Griffon knew it, a hard Slap
“You do know that we’ve broken up, don’t you?”
Griffon looked to the side. Ignoring the pain on his face, he pushed Taya against the wall. “I know, I just wanted to tell you…”
“The reason why I used Greyson’s identity back then is that I missed you, to the extent where I was going crazy!”
“I can’t control the urge and longing to meet you, to hug you, and to do it with you!”
“It’s no different for now. I have the same thoughts, and I’ve never stopped wanting you!”
When Taya heard the bold confession, and at the thought of the texts he had sent, she affirmed the fact that he was a lu natic.
Meanwhile, Griffon lifted her chin to look into her resentful eyes, continuing in a h oa rse voice. “I couldn’t show my love for you as openly as I could back then.
Through Greyson is the only way I was able to express my love for you.”
“For now, I can do so since no one will ever hurt you again, so I’ll be able to love you without holding myself back.”
“Do you understand?”