Jordan & Grace

I slowly let my gaze run down her body, the shirt sticking to her and hugging her... in all the right places. "I see what you mean. Do you have a solution for that?" 

"Who said I wanted a solution?" I asked and then closed the door slowly.

I groaned deep as the door shut and tried to adjust myself in my pants. Nope. Wasn't gonna fucking work. I was gonna need another shower or I'd never sleep. "Thanks. By the way. See you in the morning," I called to her, my voice strained, and headed to the bathroom again.

"There's more where that came from." I whispered to myself and then crawled into bed. A few minutes later I heard the shower kick on again and smiled a little before exhaustion claimed me.

I woke up after a few short hours and I couldn't go back to sleep at all. I got up and opened the bedroom door a little, everything was dark and quite. I silently walked out of the bedroom and decided to explore the house some more. After a little while I opened a door and flipped the light on. When I realized it was his office I quickly shut the door back but then curiosity got the best of me. I re-opened the door and went inside to just look around.

I heard movement in thr hall and put my book down. I hadn't been able to sleep even after my shower, so I'd been laying in bed, only half paying attention to what I was reading. I got up and went out in the hallway, only to see the my office door open and the light on. What the fuck? I walked down the hall and stopped in the doorway, crossing my arms over my chest. "What made you think you had the right to come in here? Especially after I fucking told you not to."

Jordan

I stopped and turned around to face him. He was obviously angry, and I guess I didn't blame him. He did tell me not to but I did anyway "Well...I wasn't going through your things. I'm sorry, I just wanted to look around the house again."

"And I told you when you first got here, you were free to do that, except this room, and only my bedroom if I gave you permission. Now what the fuck were you doing in here?"

Jordan

"I told you. I was just looking at the room, not your personal belongings."

"And what part of 'you're not allowed in here' did you not understand the first time?No if's, and's, or but's. Get the fuck out of here. Now. And get back to your room."

Jordan

"I'm sorry, do I look like a dog? Or a slave? Because, I won't simply be ordered around like that. I apologize for coming in here, I really do. But, I won't put up with you commanding me around. I don't have to go back to my room if I don't want to." I shot him a glare and moved past him, going out into the hall.

I took hold of her arm, not hard enough to hurt her but enough she couldn't go anywhere. "You will do what you're told, or things will be a lot fucking harder on you. Don't fucking come in here again. Got it?"

Jordan

"Do you think that fucking scares me? Because I promise you that it doesn't. I'm not afraid of you or anyone else so you can take your threats and shove them."

"They're not fucking threats. I don't want to be an asshole, but I said not to go in there and I fucking meant it. If you go in there again you'll fucking regret it," I said and led her to her room.  

Jordan

"Let ,me go!" I yelled, trying to yank my arm out of his grasp but his hold was firm.

"Not until you're back in your room."

Jordan

If I had to go back in that room with nothing but my thoughts I would probably lose my mind. "Please don't make me go back in there."

"I wouldn't have if it weren't for the fact you disobeyed a direct order and then got a fucking attitude with me about it."

Jordan

"If you'll remember, which I'm sure you won't. I did apologize until you insisted on swearing at me and being an incredible asshole."

"That's what I'm know for sweetheart, better get used to it."

Jordan

"Oh, I can play any game that you can."

"This is not a game. And I'm not fucking around. If I tell you not to go somewhere, I expect you to listen.Understood?"

Jordan

"I fucking apologized! What do you want me to do? Beg and gravel!?"

"No, I want you to stop with the goddamned attitude you've got going on. Like it or not Grace, you are not in charge here. You don't get tl make any decisions. And you're going to habe to learn to do what you're told."

Jordan

We got to my room and he had to practically shove me inside the doorway "What are you trying to hide, anyway? Why did you join up with Tywin to begin with?"