Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 15
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Iswallowconvulsively.
“Christian,Ican’tacceptthem,they’rejusttoomuch.”
“Yousee,thisiswhatIwastalkingabout,youdefyingme.Iwantyoutohavethem,andthat’stheendofthediscussion.It’sverysimple.Youdon’thavetothinkaboutthis.Asasubmissiveyouwouldjustbegratefulforthem.YoujustacceptwhatIbuyyoubecauseitpleasesmeforyoutodoso.”
“Iwasn’tasubmissivewhenyouboughtthemforme,”Iwhisper.
“No…butyou’veagreed,Anastasia.”Hiseyesturnwary.
Isigh.Iamnotgoingtowinthis,soovertoplanB.
“SotheyareminetodowithasIwish?”
Heeyesmesuspiciouslybutconcedes.
“Yes.”
“Inthatcase,I’dliketogivethemtoacharity,oneworkinginDarfursincethatseemstobeclosetoyourheart.Theycanauctionthem.”
“Ifthat’swhatyouwanttodo.”Hismouthsetsintoahardline.He’sdisappointed.
Iflush.
“I’llthinkaboutit,”Imurmur.Idon’twanttodisappointhim,andhiswordscomebacktome.Iwantyoutowanttopleaseme.
“Don’tthink,Anastasia.Notaboutthis.”Histoneisquietandserious.
HowcanInotthink?Youcanpretendtobeacar,likehisotherpossessions.Mysubconsciousmakesanunwelcomevitriolicreturn.Iignoreher.Oh,can’twerewind?Theatmospherebetweenusisnowtense.Idon’tknowwhattodo.Istaredownatmyfingers.HowdoIretrievethissituation?
Heputsthechampagnebottleonthetableandstandsinfrontofme.Puttinghishandundermychin,hetiltsmyheadup.Hegazesdownatme,hisexpressiongrave.
