CHAPTER 829. MY LITTLE BELOVED. A Disobeyed Christian Grey

There was a reason why Niko stopped dead in his tracks—because, for some reason he didn’t even understand, he was absolutely certain that Gigi would never tell him if there was a problem.

So he cleared his throat slowly, buttoned his jacket, and leaned in close to her ear. He felt the way she shrank in on herself as his low, threatening words slipped from his mouth.

"Gigi, I asked you a question. What’s your room number?" he hissed, hearing the tense way she held her breath before answering.

"Well... Mr. Keller, the thing is... there weren’t any... um, there weren’t any executive rooms left for me. I mean... there weren’t any single rooms either..."

"And where exactly were you planning to sleep?" Niko demanded.

"I booked another hotel!" she blurted out quickly, pulling out the paper with her reservation. "It’s really close! I can come and go whenever you need me, no problem!"

Niko snatched the paper from her hands and handed i