Married to the Mob: Mobster, Husband, or Both?

Chapter one: An Appetizer( You will see why)

Just an FYI: This story had started on the Guiding Light Danny and Michelle story line, but I have changed it up a bit. Just wanted you to know as some of the characters from the show will be mentioned. For entertainment purposes only, no money will be made. All rights belong to Guiding light and E.L. James.

Ana and Christian really deserved this honeymoon vacation, after everything they had been through to get to this moment in their lives. She was excited to finally spend time alone with her husband. Christian, couldn't wait to show off his beautiful wife to all of his friends in San Cristobal. But first they needed to get to their new home.

Once they arrived, Christian, lifted Ana up in his arms bridal style as he carried her across the threshold, making Ana gasp.

"Well, sweetie, what do you think of our new home here in San Cristobel?" Christian asked, putting her down.

Ana took a look around the living area, while Christian watched her every move. He couldn't help but look at how long and beautiful her legs were as she moved about.

"Wow! Check out this view, Christian?" Ana asked him, amazed, looking out at the beach and the fact that there was a pool in the backyard.

"Oh, trust me baby, I am looking at the view," he replied, cheekily, looking only at her.

She turned and saw how he was looking at her. He had this predatory, but yet sultry look. Ana's heart raced as she walked over to her husband.

"Its breathtaking, Christian," she said to him.

"Oh it sure is," he replied, giving her a kiss.

He couldn't help but push her down onto a nearby couch, as he landed on top her her making her squeal with delight. He gave her a kiss on the lips, then looked into her eyes.

"Welcome to your honeymoon, Mrs. Grey," he spoke to her, softly. He sat up and helped her lean up as well. "Is it what you expected?"

"No. It's even better. I love you, Mr Grey," Ana told him, as she pushed him down onto the couch, laying on top of him.

Ana kissed her husband, as she began unbuttoning his shirt, her fingertips feeling his chest. She began nipping at his jaw, Ana was horny and wanted her husband.

He looked at his wife, loving the side of her. "Why, Mrs. Grey, I've never seen this side of you before."

All he got was a moan, "Hmmmm," as she kept going. She placed her hand on the bulge in his pants and made him hiss.

"Fuck, baby! It's a good thing I called ahead and told the help to leave!" he told her, his voice was rough. His head was back, giving Ana access to his neck, to which she had been sucking on.

Ana looked up at him in surprise. "We have help here?"

"Actually, we do have staff on hand, but I called ahead, giving them the day off." He looked back at her. He heard her stomach rumble and began to lean up again. "As much as I want to make love to you right now, I need to feed you. I'm going to go to the kitchen to get us some food, that I had the cook to put out. I'll be right back," he told her leaning down and giving her one more quick kiss.

Ana sat back on the couch stretching out, kicking off her heels. She grabbed a magazine that was on the coffee and started looking through it. Her husband came back with a tray of fruit and some champagne.

"That ought to hold you over until we have a meal later. Here you go sweetie," Christian told her feeding Ana a big plumb strawberry.

Ana moaned with the taste of the fruit in her mouth. It was sweet and sour all at the same time. She looked back at her husband as the juice began to dribble down her lips. She used her tongue to get it making him groan and shift.

Fuck, just watching her eat the strawberry and lick the juice made my dick grow harder.

Next up was a melon with some greek yogurt on it. He placed it in her mouth, as she moaned again as the taste of the fruit.

I admit, I was doing whatever I could to entice my husband. It looks like it is working, as I can see it in his eyes. Desire.

Ana's eyes were on his as she slurped the melon juice with her tongue seductively.

That's it! I can't take it anymore! Christian said to himself as he attacked her lips. Ana gasped with his forcefulness.

"Christian! I thought you said I needed to eat," in between kisses.

"With you moaning like that, how can I resist!"

His shirt was already open from earlier. He pushed her down again onto the couch, him landing on top off her again His hands sliding down to her breasts as he palmed it, making her groan even more.

"Ahem!" Suddenly, they weren't alone as a man got their attention as he coughed.

Christian pulled himself away from Ana as he looked up and saw one of his friends from the island.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you," the man said, with an island accent.

"Um...no, it's okay. We just got here…" Christian told the man as he helped Ana up and she began to straighten herself too.

"I see the honeymoon has already started," the man said to him.

Christian chuckled. "Yes, you could say that," he told the gentleman. He stood with his shirt wide open, he began to botton it a little.

"I could come back…" he said to Christian.

"No, no, that's okay. I wanted to introduce you to my wife. This is Anastasia Grey. Ana this is my friend, Prince Edmund."

Ana's eyes went wide as she looked between Christian and the man. "Oh my! Its nice to meet you. Excuse my appearance your highness," Ana replied, as she went to shake his hand, instead he kissed the top of it.

"No, apologies necessary Mrs. Grey. I was the one who barged in. Excuse my rudeness," he told her.

"I planned to bring my wife to the castle to let her meet you and your brother," Christian told his friend as the two hugged.

"My brother is out of the country at the moment, but you're welcome to the castle at anytime." Edmund spoke.

"Please, have a seat," Christian gestured, as he and Ana sat down on the couch. His arm over the couch and over her shoulder.

"Thanks. So, am I interrupting your lunch?" Edmund asked, seeing the fruit tray before him.

"It's just a little snack before dinner. Help yourself if you like." Christian told Edmund. He reached down and grabbed himself a cracker.

"I see that marriage agrees with you, Christian. You have outdone yourself, Ana is a striking young woman."

Christian looked back at Ana who blushed. "Thank you."

"Ana, it's a pleasure to meet you. When this man called me to notify me that you and he were coming for your honeymoon, I just had to come and see who stole this man's heart. You will be the envy of this entire island," Edmund told her proudly.

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you too." Ana politely told him.

"Christian, it's been too long my friend. I'm just glad to see you so happy."

"Thanks. It's been a very long road, but we made it." Christian told him. "We got this house as a wedding gift from my mother actually."

"Oh, you don't say. Speaking of gifts there is one for Ana over there on the table," Edmund told her.

"You didn't have to get me anything," Ana told the prince.

"Yes I did!" he exclaimed.

"Go, open it, sweetie. I know you're dying too," Christian said, laughing.

Ana opened it and it was a wrap dress. It was made of silk material, a custom in the island.

"This is so beautiful! Thank you very much." Ana told him sitting next to Christian again.

"You're quite welcome, Mrs. Grey."

"Please call me Ana," she told him.

"So your mother gave you this house as a wedding gift?" Edmund asked Christian.

"Yeah. I think it was because she wanted to make up to us. She and Ana didn't really hit it off too well."

"That's not surprising, especially since she is hard to get along with," Edmund told him.

Christian looking at Ana said, "You see my mother and Edmund never really saw eye to eye on anything."

"Oh don't sugar coat it, Christian. Your mother and I clash!" They all laughed knowing that Grace was very hard to get along with.

"Join the club!" Ana replied, as well. "To know Grace, is to clash with her as well. I'm speaking from a lots of experience."

"Oh yes, I'm well aware of Grace and her unorthodox business dealings." Edmund told Ana.

"Please! Now who is sugar coating it?" Christian asked laughing.

"I disapprove of all of it and let's just leave it at that," Edmund told the couple.

Christian looked at his wife as they all drank some champagne. "It's your turn to make the toast, honey."

Ana stood up and said, "To my wonderful husband who has made me the happiest woman in the world."

Edmund stood up as well saying, "The good Grey, different from the rest." They all clanked their glasses and drank. "I must go and leave you two alone for your honeymoon," Edmund said, getting up. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Ana," he said, kissing her hand again.

Christian who had his arm around Ana's waist told his friend bye. Ana excused herself to put on the dress wrap. Once she returned, Christian couldn't believe how good he looked in it.

"So, what do you think?" Ana asked, modeling.

"You look...wow! Come here and I will show you how you look," Christian said, as he was sitting on the couch. Ana went to join him as she sat upon his lap.

"You know, I couldn't help but look to see how many rooms there were in this house," she told him.

"And?" he asked kissing her arm.

"Just so you know, I want to make love each one of them," she whispered, kissing her husband.

"It's a good thing, baby, because I plan on doing exactly that. But first I have got to get you out of this dress. You look good in it, but I know for sure you look even sexier out," he winked and his tone of voice husky.

"Ohhhh my!" Ana whispered back, as Christian laid her back, her head hitting the pillow behind

Her.

Once they made love on the couch, Christian heard Ana's stomach rumbling. He knew for a fact that fruit wasn't going to cut it. He told her to get ready, and that they were going to go out for a late lunch.

They made it to a bistro that wasn't far from their Villa. Ana ran into some friend of hers there. Rebecca and Paul. She grew up knowing them and their kids. She had no idea they were going to be there.

"Rebecca and Paul?" Ana asked as she and Christian walked closer to them. "What are you doing here?"

The couple looked surprised to see Ana and Christian. "Hey, um...we're actually here on vacation. What about you guys?" Rebecca asked.

"We're here on our honeymoon actually," Ana replied, with her arm around her husband.

"Oh yes! Abby has been keeping me posted. Congratulations to you both," Rebecca and Paul shook their hands.

"Hi, I'm Christian," he introduced himself to her friends.

"I'm sorry, pardon my manners. This is my husband Christian Grey," Ana told them.

A man, a local was taking the couple's picture and Paul tried to take it away from him saying they didn't want their picture taken. But the man pulled back while Christian took out his wallet and paid for the picture for him.

"He just wanted money for taking the picture," Christian told Paul.

"So, what are you guys doing here?" Ana asked again.

Rebecca explained that they were there for a summer vacation, but were headed back home today. They had last minute shopping to do. Ana told them if she had known they'd be there they would have invited them to their villa.

"Another time," Paul replied. "But, honey, we really have to go now."

"Sweetie, I'm not leaving without that ring."

"Rebecca, it's too late for that, we're running out of time."

Christian was watching their exchange and he noticed that Paul was acting very strange. Almost like they were up to something, it was easy for him to read people especially being in the line of work he was in. He could tell by the man's demeanor and the fact he was very nervous.

"I'm not leaving without that ring, Paul." Rebecca stated.

"I could pick it up for you if you like," Ana suggested to Rebecca.

"Are you sure?" Rebecca asked, looking for the receipt in her purse.

"Absolutely." Ana told her.

Rebecca described the ring saying it was gold with a crescent on it. It was very important that Ana pick it up for her. She gave Ana the receipt thanking her as Paul dragged her away.

"Wow! That was strange," Ana said to her husband, as they were seated at the table. "I've never seen them act that way."

Christian sat across from his wife. "Its called fear. Your friends were obviously very scared about something."

"But what? I mean what would they have to be afraid of being on a tropical island?" she asked her husband.

"Honey, I'm not sure. But after seeing him react they way he did when that guy took their picture, it was bad."

Ana shrugged as the waiter came by bringing their menus. "I don't know what's going on but the least I could do is pick up that ring at the jewelry store."

"Um...no, you're not going anywhere near that jewelry store." Christian told her firmly.

"Christian, why can't I do this one simple thing for them?"

"Because, sweetie, I have my suspicions of them. Look, it's obvious to me that there was something going on and I don't want us getting involved with them." he said looking at the menu.

"But...it's just a ring," Ana insisted.

"Ana- I'm very good at reading people, and from the looks of how they were acting earlier, it's not going to be an easy task."

"Do you think that they broke a law?"

"It doesn't matter, because we're staying clear of it, Ana."

"But still...I promised her I would."

He put his menu down and he looked back at his wife. "Ana, listen to me. We are on our honeymoon. Our Honee-moon," he pronounced more. "It has taken us so long to get here at this very moment and I don't want anything to spoil it. We have enough troubles waiting for us when we get home."

"What does that have to do with this?"

"It has everything to do with it. Look, we came here to get out of the everyday problems we were having. I don't want to take on anyone else's."

The waiter came again as they ordered their food. Ana kept thinking about what Christian was saying to her but she felt bad for her friend.

"Honey, I've known them all my life, and they aren't the kind of people who get into trouble. I can see that she needs help and I'm not going to let them down."

"Ana, I love that you want to help your friends out. I do. But we are here for us not them. Please, please, can we just let this go?" he asked his wife.

Just as Ana was about to agree with him, she heard sirens. She went to see what was happening, and couldn't believe what she saw.

"Oh my god! Christian, come here?" Ana demanded.

He walked over in time to see Paul being shoved into a police car while they drove off.

"What in the world have your friends have gotten into?" Christian asked his wife.

"I have no idea," she gasped out in surprise. "We have to help them."

"Ana-" Christian started saying.

"Christian, please. I know these people. They wouldn't do anything that would put them in jail. Please, I'm begging you to do something."

He nodded to her getting on his cell. His friend answered the phone. "Edmund speaking," his friend said.

"Hey, Edmund, this is Christian. I have a favor to ask you. Can you meet us?"

"Um...sure. Is everything okay?" Edmund asked, unsettled.

"Not really. But it would be best to tell you this in person. Can you meet us at the bistro?"

"On my way," he told Christian hanging up.

It took Edmund fifteen minutes to arrive once he stepped out of the elevator. He walked up to Ana and Christian. "Hey guys, what's up?" he asked his friends.

"Ana saw some friends here from Seattle and we just saw them get arrested and taken to jail…"

"They're good people, they would never break the law intentionally," Ana finished for Christian. "Is there anyway you can find out what happened?" she asked.

"I'm sorry that happened to your friends, but I assure you our police are very good at their jobs," he told Ana.

"I'm sure they are, it's just that they are nice people. I have a picture of them," Ana told him digging it out of her purse. She gave him the picture and he was stunned with what he saw.

Ana saw Edmund studying the picture and said, "You see they are really nice people. I couldn't imagine them doing anything to get arrested. Can you maybe find out what's going on?"

"I...I… um… sure. I'd be glad too," he told her still in shock.

"I'd really appreciate it," Ana told him, smiling as she knew the prince would help her.

"I will do what I can," he told her.

"Thanks, Edmund, we do appreciate it," Christian told his friend.

"Its no problem really. You two enjoy your meal and have a bottle of champagne on me," Edmund told them.

"That's okay...you don't have to do that," Ana told him.

"I insist, it's the least I could do. Please enjoy the rest of your day and I will get back to you tomorrow at the latest." Edmund told them walking off.

As he exited out of the bistro, he looked at the picture again mumbling, "It can't be!"

Ana and Christian continued their meal together as he told her not to worry about her friends and that he'd take care of it. Once they ate their meals, they were ready to get back to their home and continue their honeymoon.

"Do me a favor, Ana," Christian said to her.

"What's that?" she asked leaning into him.

"I want your panties," he told her.

Ana looked back at him in shock. "What?"

"I want your panties…" he told her giving her a sly smile.

"Here? Now?" she asked again.

"Oh yes, baby. Right now," he told her giving her a wink.

Ana reached up between her legs and slid her panties off nonchalantly. She handed them to him in a crumbled ball.

"Here you go, Mr Grey," she breathed out.

"Let's go!" he told her as they walked out of the establishment and into an elevator.

Once inside, they were in the back while other people were in front of them. He bent down pretending to tie his shoe. A lady in front of Ana, looked at her and smiled. Once she turned back, Christian slid his hand up Ana's legs and in between her legs as he felt the wetness. He slid his fingers inside of her folds as she stood in shock.

After pulsing inside of her he told her not to come as he kept going. Ana took a bite of her clutch purse to keep from coming. The elevator finally dinged as it opened and everyone stepped out; while Christian pinched her clit, making her orgasm. He could feel her juices on his fingers. He stuck his fingers in his mouth as he sucked.

"Very tasty, Mrs Grey!" he told her.

"I can't believe we just did that in an elevator full of people!"

"I aim to please, Mrs Grey. Come," he told her, holding out his arm as she latched on smiling. "I plan to do lots more at the house. That was just an appetizer," he winked at her.

A/N: So let me know what you think. I will be doing updated weekly, on Fridays. I will try to do two, but for now it may be only once a week. This story is just getting started.