Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband
Chapter 53: A Late Night Chat

Chapter 53: A Late Night Chat

Brooke couldn’t stop her heart from racing, as Thane wheeled her over to the bed.

"Hannah will bring your things tomorrow, I’ve canceled your therapy session, so you can relax and take the day off." He announced, walking towards the kitchen area of his bedroom.

"Mr Grayson you didn’t need to do any of that, the therapy session isn’t for longer than three hours. I could’ve managed." She said, staring at the large bed.

It could fit two people easily. But just the thought of her and Mr Grayson staying on the same bed made the butterflies in her stomach dance around.

"Brooke," he called out to her, emerging from the kitchen with two cups of freshly brewed coffee. "I just wanted to spend the day with you." He confessed.

Brooke’s cheeks flushed. She took the cup of coffee off his hands, "Ah, I see." She said, staring into the cup.

"Sorry, does that make you uncomfortable?" He asked, taking a seat across from her.

She shook her head. "Well...no but, I’m afraid I would just waste your time. You’re a busy man, so how could I spend the day with you?"

Thane took a sip of his coffee while watching her carefully, "Is that so?" He asked, not expecting an answer.

Brooke mirrored him and drank hers, except she looked at everything in the room but Thane. His room was slightly more spacious than hers, and was a dull dark blue. He didn’t have any photos up, and was minimal with the decorations.

"Brooke," he called out to her in a honeyed tone.

"Yes? Mr Grayson?"

"Once the divorce papers are finalized, what do you say we get married?" He asked her, nearly making the woman loose her grip on her cup.

He had asked her the same thing in the past and she somehow deflected the question. But now, he had circled back to it, and she had no means of escape.

"Mr Grayson, would that really benefit you? Getting married to me? I’m afraid I’ll tear your image down." She said, setting her cup down. "I’m not particularly liked by the general public."

Thane couldn’t bite back his smile. "We have that in common, my family isn’t well received."

Brooke leaned in closer, an interested look on her face, "What? How come?"

Thane dropped his cup next to hers, and leaned forward. "When your business has a net worth on the higher side, you tend to attract a considerable amount of hate from the competition."

"I thought the competition would want to curry favor with you." She inserted.

"That’s just on the surface level. They flock around us because they have ulterior motives. It’s one of the reasons my family is closed off from the world." He explained.

"I see. But tell me, how can you trust me so much? Don’t you think I have ulterior motives?" She asked, picking up her cup of coffee.

"A person with ulterior motives wouldn’t ask me that." He replied, earning a bashful smile out of her.

However he didn’t stop there, "But even if you were just using me, I don’t think I would mind it."

"What? How could you say that? No one deserves to be used, especially a person who has been so kind." She spat out, feeling offended that Thane didn’t value himself more.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you."

Brooke huffed, "I’m not angry at you, actually I’m angry at myself. With what happened today, I expected you to punish me-" she stopped herself when she realized what she said sounded perverted.

Especially in their current situation.

"I-I didn’t mean it in a perverted way or anything like that!" She nervously scratched the back of her neck.

He laughed, "I didn’t take it that way, don’t worry." However his laughter faded when Brooke explained herself.

"I feel like everyone is doing their best to help me, but I’m causing set backs. I knew that attending the audition wouldn’t be easy, but I thought by now I’d be better at handling myself." She cast her saddened gaze at the near empty cup.

"I don’t want to be a person who only knows how to rely on others for help." She confessed, not expecting any form of pity, she merely wanted to vent out her frustrations to somebody.

Thane dropped his cup, "You know Brooke, rome wasn’t built in a day."

She sighed, "I know, but you’re all such amazing people, and I can’t compare-"

He cut her off, something he rarely did while she spoke. "If you weren’t someone captivating, I would’ve never asked you to marry me." He told her clearly.

"And what about me is so amazing to you? I’m just a coward who can’t bring himself to be honest about what he wants." He confessed as well.

Brooke shook her head, "A coward? I think I’m the bigger coward. I couldn’t even threaten my ex properly, because I’m scared of my marriage coming to light." Her fear was based on her acting career. Although it hadn’t kicked off yet, Brooke did not want Ethan to be the stain in her career.

And worse, letting the abuse out would give people the impression she was building her career on public sympathy. Whereas she wanted her talent to speak for itself.

Thane argued, "I beg to differ. If anyone’s a bigger coward it’s me. Ever since I was little, I had always been afraid to voice out what I wanted, I didn’t want to become a bother to the people around me."

Brooke could relate to the feeling, a feeling her broken leg had made her endure for so many years, that it became a part of her.

Thane went on, his voice low and revealing, "So I endured it all, and all that enduring has turned me into someone who can’t even be honest with the one I care most about." he said, locking his gaze with that of Brooke’s...

Author’s Note: Anyone have any thoughts so far on the relationship between Thane and Brooke?