If there was one person that Grayson could watch suffer the rest of his life with a satisfied grin on his face, you'd be nearing the top of the list. He found you to be a snobby rich kid in the different dinners and business meetings he went to with you in attendance.

Maybe his perspective was skewed considering thousands of people would get on their knees to kiss your feet. That did nothing to change his opinion on you. Grayson was a very stubborn man.

That was why when Alisa arranged him to attend a gala with you as your date and made him go dress shopping with you so your outfits could match, he refused a million times over until she quite literally forced him. It sounded like literal hell on Earth.

He was answering a business email, his back resting against the cream color walls that were so disgustingly colored it was about to give him a migraine. Grayson's eyes finally flickered up to you once he heard the dressing door open.

Good lord... Now he wasn't too against seeing you in all the different dresses he helped you pick out minutes before. Nor was he against being your date for a few hours.