“Even a pain in the ass needs someone to care about them”

“No, no, no. I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can’t love me.”

“I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can’t love me.”

“Are you smirking at me, Mr. Grey?” I ask sweetly. Pompous ass.”

“My boss is like an angry bear with a sore head and poison ivy up his ass.”

“And so a pattern develops: wake, work cry. sleep. I can't even escape him in my dreams. Gray burning eyes, his lost look, his hair burnished and bright and bright all haunt me. And the music... so much music-I cannot bear to hear any music. I am careful to avoid it at all costs. Even the jingles in commercials make me shudder.”

“.... I may need you to accompany me to functions, and I want you dressed well. I'm sure your salary, when you do get a job, won't cover the kind of clothes I'd like you to wear.""I don't have to wear them when I'm not with you?""No.""Okay." Think of them as uniform.”