Madison Thorne Grey, Magnificence

Wharick, on the other hand, remained there with his eyebrows raised slightly as he waited for her to complain about his behavior. “You have no right, Wharick,” she said sternly. And there it is, he thought feeling more than pleased that he knew her better than she thought.

He quickly left the room, and when he shut the door behind him he leaned his back against it, tilted his head back, and put his palms to his eyes before bowing his head. “….That was too close,” he murmured under his breath..