Chapter 2

A/N: Hey guys. I hope everyone had a good holiday. Mines was nice, but it was just me and my boyfriend. Think of this chapter as a late Christmas present or whatever you guys celebrate. The reception for the first chapter was amazing. I got 30 reviews. And I hope I get as many as that on this one. Please enjoy the chapter and review, even if it's just to tell me how you guys celebrated your holiday. Oh, and btw, there will be a HEA for Ana and Christian. Also, special thanks to GreyShadesofSteele. You guys should check out her story "A Rose in Bloom" if you haven't already.

Rose xoxo

Ana POV:

I woke up to light streaming through the glass doors that led out to the balcony of Christian's room. His arms were wrapped tightly around me and he was still snoring softly. Stretching out, I looked over at the alarm clock. It was 9:00 a.m. Last night was so amazing...wait, 9?

"Oh my god! Christian, wake up!" I panicked and his eyes shot open.

"Ana, what's wrong? It's a Saturday," he groaned.

Scrambling out of bed, I grabbed my jeans but my blouse was ripped. Damn it. Why did he have to be so rough last night? Well, I sort of liked it. Actually, I loved it. The first time was gentle but then the rest...Focus, Ana. Andrew will notice that you're not home.

"I have to get home. Oh God. He's going to kill me," I slipped my shoes on.

Christian got up and walked into his closet. A minute later, he came back with a woman's black blouse. I knew he had clothes for his submissive but I never knew he just had them laying around in his closet. But, thank god he had it. I tried to take it from him but he held it behind his back,

"Does he hit you?"

"What? No," I scoffed, shaking my head. "He just gets a little upset. That is the last thing I need. Please. He won't let me go see Kate and Ava again."

Slowly, he pulled the blouse from behind his back and handed it to me. I thanked him before slipping it on. I prayed to God he would be at the office. The last thing I wanted or needed was for us to have a full-blown argument and I can't see my family again. Christian grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me, passionately. I kissed him back for a little bit but then I pulled away. He whispered,

"Stay with me. I'll keep you safe from him. I promise."

"I can't, Christian. Last night was amazing and I will never regret it...but it can't happen again," I leaned up and kissed him, gently.

"Are you pregnant with his baby?" he asked, hurt evident in his eyes. "Is that why you won't leave him?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck,

"No. He doesn't want kids. Believe me, he made sure he wouldn't..."

He pressed his forehead to mines and whispered,

"Let me take you home. I'll handle him."

"I'll see you on Monday, okay?"

I grabbed my bag and jacket before walking out. As much as I wanted to stay and just forget about everything else, I had to protect my family and the Greys, including Christian. They've all worked so hard to get to where they're at now. I wouldn't be able to stand it if Andrew brought them down and I would've been able to do something about it. It was my job to keep them safe now. And if I had to be stuck in an unhappy marriage...then that's what I had to do. My car keys were sitting on the table by the elevator and I grabbed them before going down to the garage where my car was. I got in my car and buried my face in my hands, trying not to cry. I didn't even know what I was crying over. When I composed myself, I drove home. I tried to sneak in, closing the door behind me, gently, but then I heard,

"Where have you been?"

I turned around to see him sitting in the foyer with a book, like he had been waiting for me.

"I was at Kate's house," I lied, fidgeting with my bag.

Calm down, Ana. He'll only find out if you let him.

"Since 3 in the morning? Because that's when I came home and you weren't here," he countered.

"We lost track of time and she didn't want me driving home late at night so I just slept over and we had breakfast together," I said, my voice unwavering.

He stood up and walked over to where I was standing by the door, placing his hand on the wall beside my head. My breath caught in my throat as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, menacingly,

"If I find out that you were lying to me...I will make you regret it and you will never see your sister again. Do you understand me?" I nodded, slowly, and he kissed my shoulder. "Good girl, now go pour me a glass of whiskey while I call Katherine and check out your story."

I nodded again and as I walked past him, he slapped my ass. God, he was such an asshole. As I walked over to the bar, I heard him say,

"Katherine...Yes, she's home. Was she at your house all last night and this morning?"

Please say yes, Kate. All you have to do is say. I prayed to God my sister would say yes and pick up on the fact that Andrew was checking to make sure I wasn't anywhere else. Andrew looked at me with a smirk but it faded when he heard whatever Kate said next,

"So she was there? All night and this morning?"

I finished pouring the whiskey in the short glass and walked back over to Andrew, handing it to him. He downed it at once, with no breaths in between. Andrew hung up and I knew Kate had lied for me. Thank God. She was the best sister in the world. And I already owed her so much. Andrew stared me down for what seemed like hours but in reality it was only seconds. He turned on his heels and walked down the hall where he slammed the door. Once I heard the click of the lock I let out the breath I was holding and quickly retrieved my cell phone from my purse. Before I even had the chance to text Kate and explain to her about Andrew's phone call, my phone began to ring. Kate's number flashed on the screen. I knew that this phone call was going to be a long, exhausting one. Walking up the stairs to my bedroom, I slid my finger over the screen to answer,

"Hello?" I whispered, not wanting to be too loud in case Andrew heard me.

"Why in the hell is Andrew calling me, telling me that you weren't home all night or this morning?" she demanded.

I sighed. Internally, I was battling with myself on whether or not I should tell Kate. She already knew about the offer Christian gave me when he was trying to get me to be his friend-with-benefits. And she was my big sister. The one person I could tell everything to.

"I had sex with Christian last night and we overslept," I admitted in one rushed, quiet whisper.

"OMFG!" Kate screamed through the phone and I had to pull it away from my ear before I went deaf and waited until she calmed down. "Are you leaving Andrew? It's about time. I hate that bastard. He thinks it's okay to keep you away from your family for a year and a half? Grey is such an upgrade. When are you moving out? Do you need help-?"

I cut her off,

"I'm not leaving Andrew."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a few moments and I was starting to worry that Kate was going to hang up on me. Everyone thought Andrew was a good man for me at first but then...he started showing his true colors. No, he's never laid a hand on me but he does a hell of a job with emotional abuse.

"Why?" Kate finally asked.

"Do you remember when Mom and Dad died? You gave up everything for me. Kate, you almost failed your classes because you didn't have the time to study because you were taking care of me..." I said, softly, fighting back tears.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Kate asked, slightly angry. "He treats you like crap! Why aren't you packing your bags and going with Christian? I have dealt with this the entire time you've been with that man, Ana! You're miserable and don't give me some lame ass excuse like he just is stressed with running his own company! He's cheating on you and you know it! Christian runs a larger, more demanding company and he would still die before he ever treated you the way Andrew does!"

I closed my eyes, feeling tears running down my cheeks. Kate could take a lot but sometimes...she just reached a breaking point. I hated disappointing her but she just didn't understand. Christian wasn't even my husband and he still treats me better than Andrew. I know I should just leave him but he was willing to do anything to make sure that Kate, Ava and the Greys all suffered.

"I am not letting Andrew bring you and the Greys down because of me. Ava needs you and Elliot..." I heard my voice cracking. "Look, I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow."

Brushing my tears away, I quickly composed myself. Later than evening, I made dinner for Andrew and I. We both sat at the dining room table, eating our meal in silence. We hardly talk to each other anymore. But, when we do, it's mainly him barking orders at me. Once again, I found myself going to bed alone. Andrew was busy on one of his so-called "business calls." That night and into the next morning, I dreamt of only two things. A pair of grey eyes and the sexiest voice calling out my name.

Amanda, the receptionist, walked over to where I was sitting behind my desk and placed a vase of roses on my desks. She didn't say anything, just put the roses down, turned on her stiletto heels, and walked away. I could tell she didn't like me very much. Probably because Christian has rejected her more than once, even after she shoved her fake breasts in his face every chance she got, and I was close friends with him. But it didn't bother me. I took the note out and read it:

Thank you for the other night. Again, I can always take you away. x

I grabbed the thick file for the company party, which was Friday, and walked into Christian's office with the note. Closing the door behind me, I placed the file and the note on his desk,

"Flowers weren't necessary and neither was this note."

He stood up and walked around the desk, folding his arms across his chest when he stopped in front of me. From the look in his eyes, I knew he wasn't "playful" Christian today. God, I swear this man had multiple personalities or he was just bipolar. Beats me.

"Kate called me last night...after you hung up on her," he said and I sighed, shaking my head. "She's worried about you, Ana."

"And I told her that there's nothing for her to be worried about. She doesn't get it. Andrew knows things that could ruin her life and your family's and Ava's. I'm trying to protect all of you. Why can't anyone understand that?"

"Because it isn't worth the price of you being so fucking miserable!" Christian snapped, making me wince. "I get it, Ana. I do. This isn't the first damn time my family and myself have been threatened. We know how to take care of ourselves." He took my face in his hands, "I have so much more power than him. He shouldn't play games with me he can't win. Do you understand me?"

"You're talking to me right now the exact way he talks to me every second of the day," I scoffed. "Do you understand that? What is it with men and control?"

"Don't you ever compare me to him!" he growled, slamming his hand on the desk beside me and I jumped. "You can compare me to anyone else but don't you ever say I'm like him!"

"I'm sorry..." I whispered.

He kissed my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then my lips, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have talked to you like that...I just hate seeing you like this."

I didn't even know why he was apologizing. He was right. But, I still couldn't risk Andrew going out and telling secrets that buried way deep into our closets. Christian made more power than Andrew but Andrew still had connections to the media and once something is in the news or posted all over the internet...it is never taken back. You don't have to be Christian Grey to give the media a story about one of the most prestigious families in Seattle, hell the country. They were leeches. They fed off of people's misery. As long as it was a juicy topic and they got paid at the end of the day...who cared about whose lives they were ruining. I couldn't care less about them ruining my life because I had nothing else to live for but my sister had a husband and a little girl. Christian had parents, a brother, and a sister.

"I need you," he whispered before kissing me with as much passion as he could muster into that one kiss.

"Christian..." I pulled away, breathing heavily as I ran my hands down his chest.

Maybe I wanted an affair. Maybe I wasn't the good girl everyone thought I was. Maybe I just wanted a reason to feel beautiful and special. And if people hated me for it...fuck them.

"Screw it," I breathed, tangling my hands in his hair and tugging his face down to mines.

His tongue ran across my bottom lip, asking for permission, and I happily granted it. Our tongues engaged in a sensual dance as I slid Christian's suit jacket off and loosened his tie. He unbuttoned my blouse and tugged it down my arms. I moaned when he sucked on my sweet spot below my ear,

"Wait..the door."

He crossed the office in three quick strides and locked the door before walking back over to me,

"My office is soundproof."

I giggled and he whispered against my neck, "God, I love that sound."

Blushing, I let my hair hide my face as I looked down. He tilted my face again and kissed me, sweetly, as if telling me there was nothing to be shy about. I undid his belt and tugged at his boxers and pants. He pulled both down and laid me across his desk before sliding my skirt and panties down. My core was throbbing for his attention and it was getting to the point where it was painful. One of his fingers rubbed me, gently, and he said, softly,

"So wet for me, already..."

He inserted two of his long fingers in me and moved them, curling them slightly as they hit that spot deep inside me. I threw my head back, moaning.

"Please, Christian," I moaned, needing him so badly. "I need you in me...now."

He withdrew his fingers and sucked my juices off them, making me blush. Christian noticed and smirked,

"Don't tell me you're being shy now. You weren't exactly shy when my head was between your legs, the other night."

"Oh, shut up," I groaned. "Will you just fuck me already?"

He pulled a condom out and tore the package, rolling it on himself. Chuckling, he climbed on top of me, positioned himself at my entrance and entered me in one swift motion. Both of us Once he was in me to the hilt, he pulled out until he was almost out and thrusted back in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and begged,

"Harder, Christian!"

And he gladly obeyed. Using the edge of the desk as leverage, he thrusted in and out of me...hard. I knew I was going to be sore after this. But it felt so good. Fitting his mouth to mines, he kissed me passionately and roughly,

"You...are...mines," he growled in between each thrust.

I threw my head back and he turned his attention back to my neck, leaving little love bites. I was getting so close,

"Yes, oh god yes...Christian!"

"Fuck, Ana..." he grunted, pounding into me over and over.

Stars exploded across my vision and I tightened around him as I milked him for everything he had. He collapsed on top of me, but made sure not to put all his weight on me. He smiled, slightly, and licked a bead of sweat trickling down the valley between my breasts. I pulled his face up to mines and kissed him, gently this time,

"It doesn't take this long to discuss the bonuses being given out at the company party."

"You...are getting a big one," he kissed my earlobe, making me giggle, and climbed off of me. "Let's get you cleaned up.

He led me to the private bathroom connected to his office and we washed each other off until we were sure that our scents were no longer mingled and we didn't smell of sweat and sex. Maybe this was the best thing that has ever happened to me...or maybe I was digging myself deeper into a hole I wouldn't be able to get myself out of.

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Rose xoxo