A/N: I would like to take this opportunity and thank a very good friend. She is the one that has encouraged me to post this story. She is also the one that inbetween her busy schedule, takes the time to check my story on grammar and spelling…Lou ... thank you! You are the best!

And ofcourse 1983Sunny, thank you for recommending my story.

I also received questions about what happend to Ana at SIP. There is no rape in my story. That is a hard limit for me.

Alner

Chapter 3 - CPOV

Lying in my bed I go over today's events. Meeting Ana, Fuck! She is breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes, and her smile. Her smile…the entire room lights up when she smiles. And then I noticed, that when she is deep in thought or shy, she bites her bottom lip. God, I had the urge to chug her chin to release that lip from her teeth. It was incredibly sexy. It sure got little Grey's attention…yeah well, he's been kind of neglected for the last year or so…only meeting with my right hand every now and then.

And then we have Kate fucking Kavanagh. I can't believe that two people as different as those two are best friends. Where Ana is shy and sweet and modest and beautiful…Kate is…is…words fail me…there are no words…I can't believe Elliot invited her for dinner.

When Ana stepped off the motorcycle and removed her helmet, I thought that the world had stopped spinning. She is perfect. Her legs and ass…and her tits…she is a perfect little package. And when we shook hands, I felt this jolt of electricity. I know she felt it too.

One thing is for sure. She is definitely my type. Petite, small, long brown hair. A year ago I would have made her my submissive. But, when I saw her perfect face and body and witnessed her shy smile…I only got the urge to hold her, kiss her and keep her safe. It never crossed my mind, not even for a split second to spank her and then to fuck her in to next week. The idea of hurting her is abhorrent.

No, she deserves much more. I think she deserves to be loved and cherished. I sigh and rub my hands through my hair. Shit! I have no fucking clue how to handle this. Maybe I should call Flynn and ask him.

When we were leaving I had this strange feeling in my chest. I needed to see her again, so I offered to help with the boxes. Hell, I would of have done anything just to see her again! And when she declined…I felt sad, dejected and angry. So, I tried to put my CEO face on and acted if nothing had happened and that her rejection didn't affect me. When she looked at me with those beautiful eyes I saw all different emotions passing through…It was like she was trying to get a hold of my thoughts.

And then she invited me for dinner. Well, the CEO mask fell off and I gave her the best smile…I was happy! Everything fell right back into place. I was going to see her tomorrow!

I keep tossing and turning and sleep is far away. Those blue eyes keep haunting me so I decide to go to the kitchen for a glass of milk.

Walking into the kitchen I see Elliot sitting there holding a glass of milk.

"Hey, can't sleep?"

"Man, I can't stop thinking about Kate. I mean she is perfect! She is my type! She is smart, sexy and beautiful." Damn, he has it bad.

When I don't say anything he looks at me and asks "What happened between you and Kate? You are clearly not her favorite person." Well, the feeling is mutual buddy.

I shrug "She came over to interview me, and I threw her out. She was asking stupid, mundane questions and also very personal questions, so I asked Taylor and Reynolds to escort her out of the building. But not before I gave her my own piece of mind."

"What personal questions did she ask you man?"

"She asked me if I was gay." I smirk looking at Elliot.

He outright laughs. "Damn, the girl has some balls to ask you that, I mean we, your family, never asked you that. And well, we all know now, that you, Sir, aren't gay huh?!" He says wiggling his eyebrows.

"Nope I am definitely not gay…."

"Come one Lelliot, you have a big date with the ball-crusher tomorrow, you must look your very best, so chop chop..to bed."

We walk in silence to our separate bedrooms, when he suddenly stops. "Oh, one piece of advice Christian, whenever you see a girl, like Ana this afternoon, dude get your jaw under control…it was almost hitting your knees…and I almost had to wipe the drool off your face."

"Fuck of Lelliot." I say slapping his head.

Lying back on my bed, I start thinking about tomorrow. I also am going to call Andrea in the morning and tell her to clear my schedule for Monday. I think I want to spend some more time on Bainbridge Island. I can work from here if I have to. Tomorrow can't come fast enough.

APOV –Saturday

The next morning I wake up and hit the shower. I would really like to unpack the boxes today before Sam get's here. Because I have this feeling that I won't get around doing much while he is here.

I make a mental note to find myself a gardener, or well just someone who likes and knows how to handle a garden. All those bugs and other insects just don't do it for me.

Entering the kitchen I see Kate sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea.

"Morning Kate."

"Hey, Steele! Sleep well?"

"Yes, actually I slept very good." Well that's after I stopped thinking about Christian, but I am not telling Miss. Inquisition that!

"Want some breakfast before you leave?" I ask.

"No, thanks I'll grab something on the way, I really need to get going to Seattle. My dad called this morning telling me he wanted to speak with me. He sounded serious, so I better be on time"

Making myself a cup of tea and a bagel I think to myself why Kate decided to keep working for her dad. She has to prove herself time and time again and only get's the shitty tasks. She has been working there for over a year and still is in the same position as when she started the First day.

Every now and then her father's gives her this opportunity to interview a Seattle-VIP.

But then again, maybe Christian was right, and she should change her attitude. Since Kate was little everything was handed to her on a silver platter. I never saw her work during college since she got a monthly allowance from her parents. Of course she used that money on shopping and beauty treatments.

I guess Mr. Kavanagh always hoped that Ethan was going to take his position as CEO at Kavanagh Media, but Ethan never liked the idea. Ethan is studying psychology in New York after spending six months traveling through Europe.

Ethan, he is the total opposite of Kate. When things got bad last year I hardly saw Kate even though we shared an apartment. She was busy dating, shopping and she spend a month in Barbados with her parents. Ethan decided to stay in Seattle with me, instead of spending a vacation in Barbados with his family.

While Kate was in Barbados he stayed with me in the apartment. It was him who helped me and took care of me. Even though Kate knew what happened at SIP, it was like she couldn't be bothered by it. I even got the impression that she thought that I was making things worse than they actually where…yeah I wish.

"Ana, I am leaving now."

"Kate, thanks for your help yesterday and have fun tonight with Elliot" I say smiling.

Giving me two kisses on the cheek and a big hug she leaves…finally alone.

I wander through the cottage. It still needs a lot of work, but I have the time. I think I should start emptying the shed. There is a lot of stuff in there that I could use for the house. It probably needs some restoring and some paint. Gosh, my grandmother kept storing everything in the shed!

I walk to the kitchen and start on a list for groceries. The cupboards are all empty. I also write down the ingredients for baking a chocolate cake. Sam loves chocolate cake, and he can even help me bake it. I hope Christian also likes chocolate cake.

I hear a car, that sounds like Wanda and go to the front door. That must be José.

"Hey Ana!, you look great. How have you been?" José greets me.

"Hi José, all is good thank you, Kate left a little while ago so I was enjoying a little piece and quiet." I say winking at him. Of all people, José knows how Kate can be.

"Can you please get Sam out of the car for me Ana, I will unload this stuff."

I walk to the car and open the door. I'm met with big brown eyes, and a mop of curly Brown hair.

"Auntie Ana!" throwing his hands around my neck he gives me this big sloppy kiss on my cheek.

"Hey, handsome boy! Are you ready to have some fun with Auntie Ana? Because we have a lot of things to do. Are you going to help me?"

He get's this serious expression on his face and says "Uhuh I am big, I help auntie Ana."

"Cool Sam, and are you going to help me to bake a chocolate cake, because you know I don't know how right? You have to help me!"

He wiggles out of my arms and jumps to José.

"Daddy, Daddy I gonna help auntie Ana bake a chocwlate cake!"

"Wow, that's great buddy! Are you going to save a little bit of cake for me too? You know how I love auntie Ana's cake!"

He shrugs his little shoulders and says "Don't know Daddy".

"Come on, let's go inside" I say.

"Where can I put his stuff Ana?"

"You can put it in one of the rooms. Did you bring his cot? I guess I can set it up in my room, since the guest room isn't finished yet".

I pour lemonade for the boys and sit at the kitchen table. Sam is talking non-stop, like Kate predicted.

"…And then me and Daddy went on this biiiig boat and there were whales…and, and, and Daddy bought me ice-cream and we could see the mountains, it was fun auntie Ana. Daddy said that the whales came out to wave at me" he ends his story with a big smile.

I smile at him. "That's is really cool huh Sam… so auntie Ana has to go into town to buy the ingredients for the chocolate cake. And maybe we can even go to the beach and build a big sandcastle" I say, showing with my arms how big this castle is going to be.

His eyes get real big and he just nods his head.

"But, first you have to finish your lemonade and that cookie, okay Sam?"

"Yes, Auntie Ana."

In the meantime José has joined us in the kitchen and is watching us with this strange expression on his face.

"You are really good with him Ana, I..I wish..that things didn't turn…"

I don't even let him finish that sentence…been there, done that, don't even want to think about it anymore.

"Look José, you've apologized a thousand times before for what happened at the club. I forgave you and that's the end of it. I.. I see you like a brother José. I made it very clear since we started hanging out in college." I take a deep breath…

"Look just let it go José. This isn't fair on you or on Sam. I love Sam, I really do, but as a nephew and he can always spend time with me, but don't think that you can get my affection through Sam' I whisper…

I see Jose's Adams apple move up and down…just get over it man.

He stands up and get's Sam from his chair and gives him a big hug. "Now you listen to me Sam, you be good for auntie Ana. You do exactly what she says okay buddy?".

"Yes, Daddy I be good for Auntie Ana".

"Good!, Ana thanks again, you are a life saver. I will call later today to talk to Sam."

"Sure, José. Good luck on that meeting."

I take Sam by his little hand and walk with José to the front door. He gets in the car and waves.

"Byyeeee Daddy" Sam squeals

I squat down and take Sam both hands in mine. "Okay Sam, we are going into town right now. Do I need to change your diaper?"

"I use the potty Auntie Ana, I big now." he says. Oh

"Ok, off we go to the bathroom. Do you need help?" Please say no, please say no…

"Yes, pwease".

Well, crap…how do boys do this? I mean he can't reach the toilet being so little, so I guess he will have to sit down?

"Hmmm, Sam…do you sit down?"

He nods his head. Okay…

I Pull his little jeans down and lift him on the toilet. I see his little hand going toward his..little thingy and push it down. Oh! Then, I hear this little twinkling sound.

"Done" he says.

"Wow, Sam you really are a big boy huh?! Come wash your hands and we can go."

After we return from our walk into town I see that Sam is really tired. But if he falls asleep now, he won't sleep tonight.

"Hey Sam, why don't you go and get your toys and play a little ok? In the meantime I am going to start with dinner ok? You can help me later to bake the cake."

"Okay" he says.

I start preparing dinner. I go in search of my iPod and put in on shuffle. After a while I go and check on Sam. He is lying on the sofa asleep. Walking to town an back was probably a little to much for his little legs. I grab a blanket and tuck him in, giving him a soft kiss.

Now what to wear this evening?

CPOV

The day is dragging. I called Andrea this morning and told her to clear my schedule for Monday and to inform Taylor that I would be staying here a day longer than planned. I also told her to search the best restaurant in Bainbridge Island and to order food. Since I don't know what Ana likes, I told her to order a little from everything on the menu.

Elliot left after lunch. He almost fell of his chair when I told him I was having dinner with Ana.

Like the annoying bastard he is, he wanted to give me some hints in how to woo a girl. Yeah, right…I don't think Elliot knows how to woo a girl…he just fucks them. After 5 dates tops he is over and done with the girl. In the beginning he started bringing all this girls home and introducing them to my parents. This was until Grace told him to not bring home another girl if he wasn't really sure that she was a keeper. I don't think that my parents have met another girl in over four years.

Elliot and I talked this morning about the shit that happened last year, when everything came out about my sordid life.

It was on my birthday last year that Mia insisted in organizing a party for my birthday. I don't even like to celebrate my birthday. Why would someone want to celebrate the birth of a crack-whore-child? But Mia being Mia there was no way in changing her mind.

It was then, on my birthday party, that Elena approached me, when I was on my way to the bathroom. My mother overheard the most part of the conversation between me and Elena.

I have never seen my mother react in the way she did. The always calm, collected and graceful mother, was gone. To say that my mom was devastated would be the understatement of the year.

The 'talk" with Carrick the day after my birthday was terrible. He barged into my apartment and let me have it.

Telling me how disappointed he was, and that he expected more from me, that I should have told them. But what to say to him? That I loved and craved the pain that Elena used to give me when she would cane me? I don't think he would have liked to hear that I was a horny teenager.

So I just listened to him going on and on and on and how this could affect my business if it all came out. Not even once, he told me how he really felt. Since that day, my relationship with Carrick has been awkward and tough. I try to avoid Sunday dinners at my parents home, just to avoid Carrick's cold stares. Lately I take my mother, every two weeks to have lunch.

Elliot came that following Monday, after my birthday to GEH and asked me what the hell had happened. He had heard my parents argue and overheard snippets of the conversation.

So I left work that day and we went hiking. I told him everything. From my first meeting with Elena, visiting BDSM-clubs, training to be a Dominant and finally my playroom and the submissives. The hard-and-soft limits, the contracts, the rules. I just kept talking. It was like a dam that had burst.

It was liberating being able to talk to someone about it other than Flynn. Sure he was devastated hearing about what Elena had done. But seeing my brother tear up, really got to me. I realized that not only had Elena abused me, she also kept telling me that I was unlovable and I believed her. I fucking believed her. I kept everyone at arms distance and didn't even give them a chance.

"Christian, why the hell did you keep that all to yourself? You should have come to me. I mean what that Evil bitch did to you was wrong, you where a kid and vulnerable. She took you by your dick and played you. But you know we love you right? Fuck, man…I can't believe that evil bitch…

And as far as the BDSM goes. Whatever rocks your boat man. If that's what makes you happy just go with it."

Since that day Elliot and me grew closer together, we go hiking, sailing and even clubbing. The poor dude was desperate to hook me up to some chick. But it never did it for me. Not one of the girls grabbed my attention. To be honest, not a single woman has grabbed my attention, until Anastasia Steele.

I mean I have been with a lot of beautiful women. Hell they throw themselves at me all the time, and I don't care. I never felt anything for my submissives. They were just a means to an end.

I think I cared for them, but I sure as hell didn't spend my time, day-dreaming about them.

I fucked them in the weekends and when they left I just went my merry way. No feelings, nada…

And now, Anastasia…I haven't stopped thinking about her the entire day. Does she think about me too?

I sure as hell didn't stop and ask myself the same question about my submissive. I didn't give a shit. She wasn't even supposed to think! Just obey the rules, and that's it.

I sigh…Anastasia Steele, what are you doing to me?

Before leaving my parents cottage to meet with Anastasia I grab 2 bottles of wine from my parents wine-cellar. I'll replace them later.