I've had this story swimming around in my brain for awhile. I've just now had the guts to begin to write it. Please, let me know if it's worth continuing.

Thank you.

Disclaimer: I own nothing FSoG. It all belongs to EL James.

I'm sitting at my desk at home, waiting for this man Elena Lincoln referred me to. For the last year, I have been working with my family to nail Elena Lincoln at this sick sex slave industry she's gotten into. I came out to my parents two years ago about my BDSM lifestyle that Elena started me on and since then, we've been trying to dig up evidence against her.

At first, I decided to leave the lifestyle, not telling Elena that my family knew about our affair. When my father was presented with a request for protection from a new client against Elena, we decided to look into it a little more. My parents and I had meeting after meeting and decided that I would pretend to go back to BDSM, to investigate more on Elena. So far, she has given me three 'submissives', two of them swearing they choose the lifestyle and one, that was forced into it and gave my father and I vivid details on the sex ring Elena is in on. I, of course, didn't have sexual relations with any of the girls, but still forced them to sign an NDA so that they couldn't tell Elena that we didn't have that type of relationship. I allowed them to stay at my home, the two willing ones each for their three months, and the last girl that I helped, stayed for six while I got her back on her feet. She has a different name, lives out of state, and I have given her a nice nest egg to start a new life.

I know that allowing a man to come with my future submissive is a dangerous, risky move, but Elena said that he wouldn't allow this girl to come alone. This girl's name is Anastasia Lambert and all I know of him is that his name is Frank. Elena has presented to me quite a few girls, but when she mentioned that this Anastasia had never been under contract or had intercourse, I immediately decided on her. I'm hoping to get her out of this slavery before she's too damaged. If I can get her out with her virginity still intact, all of this will be worth it. This man knowing where I live will be worth it. I've got the best security features and CPO, so the man would have a hard time trying to come after me.

I go over what I want to say in my head for the umpteenth time and take a few deep breaths, calming my rapid heart rate. I'm not sure how having the man in my office with my submissive is going to go. I've never experienced it, so I'm not sure how he'll affect things. I've asked Taylor to stand in while they're both here, in case the man has ulterior motives. I am a billionaire after all, and I don't feel like having a knife to my throat or gun to my head while he demands cash.

There is a knock on the door and Taylor enters.

"Christian, I've been alerted that they've pulled into the parking garage. I'll go down and escort them up."

I give him a nod. "Very well, Taylor. Bring them straight in."

He disappears and I sit back in my chair and cross my leg, my ankle resting against the top of my thigh, so that I looked relaxed. I don't want this bastard getting the least bit suspicious.

It doesn't take long before I hear Taylor's voice and footsteps against the marble floor. Taylor enters first, with the two others trailing behind him. I stand slowly to greet them.

The man has dark hair with a bit of gray, brown eyes, a pointed nose and thin lips. There is a petite brunette standing next to him, but she has her head bowed and I can't see her face. She has on torn jeans, beat up chucks, and an oversized, dingy white tshirt. This girl is obviously mistreated. She's as thin as a rail, her hair is extremely long, and her skin is as alabaster as they come. It's obvious she doesn't get to spend any time outside of where she is kept.

"Hello, I'm Frank. This mousy little thing beside me is Anastasia. Say hello, Anastasia."

A soft hello comes from the sweet little thing, but she doesn't raise her head.

My heart breaks for her.