"Love is like an eternal flame; once it is lit, it will continue to burn for all time."

Ana shook her umbrella sprinkling cool water droplets everywhere, as she entered Grey Enterprises. A cold shiver ran down her body from the cold rain as she blew out a breath, closing her umbrella as quickly as she could. She didn't want to walk around in a building with an open umbrella. It was bad luck and she definitely didn't need any of that. She held the rolled-up umbrella under her arm and ran her fingers through her hair to straighten out the frizzled pieces. She was glad she decided not to fix her hair this morning or it would be even worse than it was at the moment. The rain just couldn't help but hit her every way it could, even with protection. She pushed her hair behind her shoulder and walked over to the front desk as her heels clicked on the marbled floor.

The building was very quiet this morning. It was probably because it was so early. Most people didn't get there until noon. Christian was just a workaholic and loved going early. But, of course, when she asked him to stay he wouldn't think twice before jumping back into their warm bed but he said when he worked it cleared his mind and calmed his body, just as she did. Plus, he always said there was room to make more money, even if it was his company.

"Hello, Mrs. Grey. How are you today?" The assistant, Olivia, asked smiling at the brunette. Ana felt a smile grace her lips from the warm greeting and she leaned against the desk, licking her lips.

"I'm great. I've had a wonderful time with the wind outside..." she replied sarcastically. It was one of the many traits she picked up after Christian. It was hard not to start acting like him after being together so long. He often teased her saying she was the female version of him that always made her laugh. She shook her head at the furious blows of mother nature, looking towards the soaked doors before turning back to Olivia. The blonde laughed as she continued. "But, other than that, my day has been great. I've just come to see my hubby and start the day. How has yours been so far?"

The blonde slightly blushed, surprised the woman had asked how she was doing and how her day was going. Her boss had really got lucky with this woman in front of her. She was an angel. Olivia shrugged.

"Normal. Kind of boring. Nothing exciting or scary has happened. But, I like being at a computer and typing so this job really suits me. And, it pays my bills so I'm definitely not complaining. Plus, Christian is a great boss. He's a lot better than he was. I'm very happy he met you, Mrs. Grey."

Ana tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and continued to smile. She felt her cheeks grow hot from the compliments and tried to push away the guilt that once again haunted her every thought. She dropped the smile from her face and made it seem like Olivia's words had really affected her. She couldn't display her emotions so freely. The words were beautiful and kind but it only made her think about how wrong this all was. She was disgusted with herself.

She mentally shook her head and gave a bittersweet smile to the woman. "Thank you, Olivia. I'm happy that I met him. He completely changed my life for the better..."

And, all she wished for was that they had met under different circumstances. But, she knew her prayers wouldn't be answered. She didn't deserve them. She didn't deserve him.

"And, every day I wake up and he's next to me, I think 'Wow. This actually happened. This is real. This isn't a dream' because I myself, don't believe that I'm really his wife and that I'm married to such a wonderful man. I've never met any other person that even comes close to Christian. Not in their emotions or the way they speak and or even how he acts around me or with me. I thank whatever God or higher up that I have him. And, I keep hoping that he'll never be taken away from me..." Ana sighed, realizing she had gotten too deep in her thoughts and emotions. If she wasn't careful, she could spill everything.

She faked a smile as the eager woman nodded excitedly at her ramblings.

"But, anyways, call me Ana. As much as I love being called 'Mrs. Grey' I would rather have my friends call me Ana like everyone else."

Olivia nodded. "Okay, Ana. Call me Liv or Olivia. I don't really care which one. And, thank you for talking with me. I won't keep you too much longer from your husband. You should go see him. I know he'll be happy."

Ana playfully smiled and squinted her eyes, faking anger. "I have to get him back anyway because he didn't say goodbye to me this morning when he left." she growled and rolled her eyes. "Wish me luck. Goodbye, Liv. I had a great time talking with you." she called, turning away from the desk and walking to the elevator. She pressed the button impatiently, practically bouncing in her heels to see Christian.

The elevator chimed softly and the doors opened moments later. She stepped inside, lightly grazing her teeth over her lip but didn't bite down on her bottom lip as she usually did. Christian hated when she did so. He always complained that it would damage her perfect lips and he didn't want her to inflict pain on herself. She bit back the urge and took a deep breath instead to take her mind away from what it wanted to do. She checked the time on the elevator wall and moaned in ager when she saw it was ten thirty. She was later than what she wanted to be. She didn't have to be here at all but she wanted to see her husband and continue her duties at the company. It gave her something to do other than to sit at home or run around with Kate. Shopping and gossiping about their significant other wasn't always so appealing. What she did in her marriage was her business as much as she loved talking with her best friend.

She stepped out once the doors opened once again and she walked down the hallway but stopped in front of a dark office.

"Elliot?" she asked, lightly tapping her index finger on the cracked open door. When she got no response, she pushed it open and called his name once more. She looked over at the multiple cameras and noticed the man was sleeping. She lightly shook her head and walked over, tapping him on the shoulder. He jumped up from the motion and his eyes shot open.

"I wasn't sleeping!" He all of a sudden called out before noticing Ana stood next to him with a confused look on her face. He sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. "Sorry, Ana if I scared you. And, I swear, I didn't mean to fall asleep."

She playfully shook her head. "Elliot, it's fine. You didn't scare me. And, it's okay that you fell asleep. Christian understands that your human and you fall asleep and get tired."

"I know but I'm supposed to be protecting him. I can't protect him and watch for anyone suspicious that comes through the lobby or hallways if I'm asleep."

Ana playfully rolled her eyes. "I still don't know why you want to be security for Christian. You know you're the co-CEO right?"

He nodded, a twinkle in his eyes. "Yeah I know but I like being in here and running around the building. It's fun and better than sitting in an office all day like Christian. It's exciting. I would rather protect you and him than shuffle through papers all day."

Ana shook her head before reaching into the pocket of her jacket after he finished his sentence and pulled out a small piece of paper. She sat it in front of him, silently.

"What's this?" he asked and picked up the paper, opening it.

"It's a paper from me and Christian telling you to go home. I knew you wouldn't go if I asked you so I got Christian to agree that you needed to go home and sleep because you work almost nonstop like him. Sometimes, I have to drag him to come home and I don't want to it to you too. It says you're not allowed to come back until next week."

Ana wordlessly leaned in closer to him and kissed the side of his head. "Go home, Elliot. Get some sleep. Enjoy life. There's other security guards that will protect the company along with me and Christian. Stop stressing. Besides, sitting in a dark room all the time watching camera will hurt your eyes."

She turned away and walked to the doorway. She started to walk out when she heard his voice behind her.

"Thank you, Ana. Honestly, I just don't want you or Christian to get hurt on my watch. He's my best friend not just my brother and you're his wife. And, you're my family. Not only would I lose my mind if either of you got hurt or died because I wasn't here or not paying attention but it would kill Kate too. I can't let that happen."

Ana stopped dead in her tracks and turned back to the man that had dark bags under his eyes.

"I know, Elliot. You love me and Christian and I know it would kill you if something happened to either one of us but that doesn't mean you completely stop your life because of that fear. Anything could happen to us. We could walk outside and get hit by a car and die. Anything could happen..." she mentally smacked herself, realizing this wasn't reassuring his fear in anyway. "But, what I'm saying is... don't stop your life because of us. I don't want you too and neither does Christian. Go home to Kate, she misses you. Bye, Elliot." she called, leaving no further room for discussion and walked away from the dark room.

She continued to walk down the hall and got excited further when she was inches away from her husband's office. She went to grab the door and opened it but when she heard small whispers, she stopped dead in her tracks. Instead, she pressed her ear up against the black doors, hoping she could hear what was being said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Came Christian's voice in a growl, making her jump from the anger in his voice. "Why are you calling me? Who are you?" he asked again, his voice softer but still hard. "You know what? Get off of my phone. Stop playing on it. Don't say a word about my wife and don't call this number ever again, you hear me?"

Ana placed a hand over her chest in surprise and shock. Who in the hell would call Christian talking about her? Why would they call talking about her? She shook her head and opened the doors, plastering a smile on her face.

"Christian!" She yelled happily, without waiting a second before running to him behind his desk and jumping in his arms. She felt his previous state of anger and tense muscles fade away and he curled his arms around her small frame, crushing her to him. She smiled into the skin of his neck and she felt herself being sat down on top of his desk. She wrapped her legs around his waist in a vice like grip when he slightly pulled away.

"Calm down. I'm not going anywhere." He soothed, smirking. "You don't have to cage me between your legs."

She rolled her eyes at his irritating comment. "Oh, shut up. You love behind caged between my legs. Just like you were last night."

His smirked widened and he wiggled his eyebrows at the mention of the steamy night before.

"But, I wasn't the one screaming 'Don't stop' now was I?" He retaliated, winking at her. Her mouth dropped open before she lightly smacked his chest and her cheeks grew red. She licked her lips.

"Speaking of last night and being caged between my legs, you left hickeys on my neck."

"Correction. I left hickeys everywhere." he teased and she squinted her eyes at him. She definitely knew he was sucking on her skin last night but she was too wrapped up in pleasure to realize that he was leaving visible marks that people could see.

"Ugh, you-" she started before taking a deep breath. "You know I hate when you leave hickeys that people can see, Christian. I hate when people stare at me because I have them. And, don't even get me started on Kate when she sees them. She screams like she's being murdered. And, like she's never seen them or had them before."

Ana chuckled under his breath at his wife's slightly bash at her friend and how much she was blowing this out of proportion. The next moment, she suddenly unwrapped her legs from around him making his blood run cold at the loss of contact and jumped off of his desk. He stared at her confused, pouting his lips when she sat in one of the chairs in front of his wooden desk. She crossed her arms at him with a raised eyebrow. He held his arms up at her, silently, asking why she moved.

"I'm mad at you anyway." she said after a moment, sticking out her bottom lip.

"And, why is that?" he asked, sitting back down in his chair. She huffed, a sad look on her face.

"Because you left me this morning. You didn't say bye or wake me up so we could get ready and leave together. You just left." she cried, her eyes filling up with tears. She looked down at the floor and sighed sadly.

His eyes flashes to hers and he sees the heartbreak in her crystal blue orbs. He honestly didn't know why this was getting to her so much because he always did that. She had been emotional lately, more than she usually was, and he had an inkling suspicion on what it was. He wordlessly stood up and walked over, sitting in the chair next to her. She didn't look up at him, her eyes still glossy and the more she thought about it, the more the tears welled up. He leaned over and clutched her knee with his hand trying to draw her attention to him.

"Baby." he whispered, making her turn her head at him. A hot tear ran down her cheek and licked her lips, sadly. Her natural bright, blue eyes turned sunken and dark in the span of a few minutes. The dam suddenly broke and tears started to stream down her face.

"No, no, no. Baby, please don't cry. You know it kills me when you do. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to purposely hurt your feelings this morning. I just didn't want to wake you up. I didn't have the backbone to do. You are just so cute while your sleeping. I couldn't wake you. I'm sorry. Please forgive me." he begged, his voice honey in her ears. She could hear the plea in his voice and she took a dee breath to try to stop the streams form running down her cheeks. He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it multiple times, his face screaming pure agony at the sight of his wife in tears.

With her free hand, she wiped under her eyes and the tear stains away. She turned to Christian after a moment, licking her lips tasting salt form her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I got so emotional. You always leave for work like that and sometimes you don't wake me. It's fine, Christian. I just overreacted."

He resisted the urge to comment on why he thought she got so emotional about something so small. He didn't know if he was ready for the thought. Or, the idea.

"Don't worry about it, baby. We're okay. Everything's okay. Don't stress. There's nothing to forgive. Okay?"

She nodded, wiping the last of the tears away. "Okay."

After minutes of silence and his hand holding hers, he finally spoke up.

"In fact, why are you here? I mean, I have nothing against you being with me but why? We're married, Ana. You don't have to continue to work as my assistant and I see it as kind of stupid that my wife works for me and that I pay her every two weeks."

His words made her smile. "Well, it may be weird for you but I like coming here and doing things for you. It gives me something to do. You know I get tired of sitting at the house all day and shopping all the time. Plus, I think Kate is planning for the wedding she can't have yet. Her and Elliot have been dating only a few weeks after we got married. That's only a year. They're not even engaged." The brunette shook her head. "Kate is so crazy." she teased, shaking her head.

"You're crazy." he pointed out, nodding his head at her, his eyebrows raised.

"No, I'm not!" she replied, her mouth open.

He nodded again. "Yes, you are. What married woman works for her husband." He seemed to bounce the idea around in his head before dropping his mouth open in fake shock. "Oh, that's right, Anastasia! Anastasia Grey likes to work for her husband because she's nut job."

She laughed before lightly smacking his suit covered arm, her thoughts starting to creep back up. She turned her head away from Christian's grey eyes, trying her hardest not to cry again. In a way, she wanted to know for him because of her guilt. It would continue to eat her alive if she didn't do something to pay him back somehow. Even if he doesn't know it.

"But, you're stuck with this nut job so, get over it." Ana teased back, turning her head back to her husband's. She leaned in and kissed his lips, and fought the urge to jump in his lap and rip his clothes off. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her lips and moaned into his mouth before he suddenly pulled away, his eyes dark and clouded with lust. She lightly bit down on her lip, just enough to wear he wouldn't chastise her for hurting herself, still dazed form his lips.

"I need you to do something for me." he whispered, his voice husky and low.

"What?" she asked, grabbing his black tie to pull him close to her.

"As my wife slash assistant... I need you to take off your clothes because I want you."

Ana's eyebrows shot up. "Right now? You can't wait?"

He shook his head. "You shouldn't have kissed me." He replied, shrugging.

Ana took a deep breath before wordlessly pointing at his office doors. "Those doors better be locked before we do anything." Christian stood up from his chair and quickly closed his office doors before turning back to his eagerly awaiting wife.

As you can see, my Christian is a lot calmer and tamer than from the movies and books... for now. I'm so excited to hear thoughts on the first chapter considering this is my first Ana/Christian story. I usually write about Damon and Elena but I wanted to dip my hand into the world of FSOG as well. I hope you enjoyed. This idea has been bouncing in my head around for a while and I've finally got the chance to write and post it.

Ana and Christian are in love and happy now... but let's see how long that will last. Especially with my muse running wild with ideas to screw up their marriage for the time being. No promises though. I loved angst so be warned. A side note; no cheating will be involved in this story. I can't stand cheaters or cheating stories. In my opinion, you can't come back from that.

Why do you think Ana is working for Christian? Who was he on the phone with? Let me know your thoughts! Bye.