Chapter 95 Christian Grey?

• The gentle breeze blew past my hair, letting the water of the lake ripple in waves. The moonlight dazzled upon it under the starry night.
• I took a deep breath, taking in the earthy scent of the woods and the lake. But my insides didn't calm down.
• After calling His Highness's ass for the hundredth time, I was now sitting on the bench near the lake behind the villa and cursing at him. Here I was dying out of tension, panicking over his safety, and he didn't even think to let me know his whereabouts.