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SOMEONE KEEPS ASKING ME TO CLARIFY IF CHRISTIAN HAS A MISTRESS BECAUSE HES IN THE MAFIA. IVE ADDRESSED THAT IN THIS CHAPTER.

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ANAS POV

It's been two days since Christian came out of surgery and he still has not woken up. It's starting to scare me. He should be awake by now.

I have not left the hospital or his room for that matter. I have one of the guys bring me food and I have my iPad and a few books which I read to Christian.

Taylor and Gail brought the kids in so I could say goodbye to them and Taylor assured me that he would look after them. He was reluctant at first but he knows he is the only man for the job. We have had a steady stream of visitors, most of them Christians family and the guys that work for us. So far we have not found the shooter. Elliott is convinced that it has something to do with Jack Gambino but I feel differently. I have a feeling that we are missing something.

I sit next to Christian and take his hand in mine and kiss it softly. I miss him. He is my best friend and I haven't heard his voice for 2 days. It's killing me.

I lay my head on his bed and close my eyes for a second.

I wake when I feel someone running their fingers through my hair. I snap my head up and come face to face with the most beautiful grey eyes I have ever seen.

"Christian!" I gasp and then fling my arms around his neck where I cry like a baby.

"I was so...I was...Oh god!...I love you so much!...I was so scared" I sob and he chuckles.

"Ana, baby, I'm OK. A little sore but it will take more than a bullet to stop me"

I pull back and then kiss his lips softly.

"I'll get the doctor" I go to get off the bed but he stops me.

"No. Stay with me for a little longer" I lay on the bed next to him, being careful of his wound.

"Is everyone else OK? The kids?"

"Everyone is fine but I sent the kids away with Taylor and Gail"

"What do you mean you sent them away? Where are they?"

"The house in Italy"

He thinks about my words for a few seconds and then nods.

"You did the right thing. What have the doctors said about me? I'm not paralyzed or anything am I?" He looks worried.

"Move your legs and arms" I tell him and he slowly moves all his limbs and then lets out a sigh of relief.

"Thank fuck for that! Go get the doctor baby and lets get out of here"

"Get out of here? You have just woken up after being unconscious for 2 days after having major surgery and being shot! You're not going anywhere!" He looks mad at my words but I am positive that I am madder.

"Anastasia, I am fine. I will take a few pain meds but then I am walking out of here so I can find the mother fucker who put me here. Now go get the fucking doctor"

"No! You are staying in that bed until the doctors tell you that you are OK" I fold my arms across my chest and dig my heels in.

"Go Get. The. Fucking. Doctor. Now!"

"No"

"I swear to god I am going to blister your ass when I get out of this bed!" He growls.

"Go ahead, big man. If you can get out of that bed right now and spank my ass I will gladly go get the doctor for you and I will get you out of here tonight" He looks at me like he could kill me. He sits up gingerly and just the effort to do that makes him pale. Seeing him in pain gets rid of my anger and I rush to his side.

"Please, baby. For me. Please lay down. You're still very weak"

He scowls at me but soon relents when his arms give way.

"I hate it when you boss me around" he pouts and I laugh.

"I seem to remember a few times when you loved it when I bossed you around"

"That's different. You bossing me around in the bedroom is fucking hot! You doing it now just makes me mad! There is nothing sexy about this!"

"Then why are you hard?" I whisper in his ear and gently cup his erection.

"Ahhhh, careful! Unless you are willing to jump on my dick right now you better let it go!"

I release him and then press the button which calls his nurse. When his doctor comes in the room a few minutes later and starts running a few tests, Christian becomes the worlds most impatient patient. When he asks when he can go home and is answers with "Not for a few days" he starts swearing up a storm and the doctor threatens to sedate him.


The last week has been hell! Christian has whined and whined and whined! He has not shut up! I tried to sooth his worries. I tried tough love. I even tried sexing him up to get him into a more happier mood. That worked. For all of five minutes!

Today he is being released and it's the first time all week that his mannerism has made me not want to kill him.

"Do we have everything?" I ask as we look around the room one more time.

He saunters over to me, looking to damn good in black jeans and black shirt, and puts his arms around my waist and cups my ass.

"I know I have been a tad...difficult, for the last few days but when all this shit is sorted I will make it up to you, Ok? I'll take us away, somewhere hot, just you, me and the kids"

"Babe, I don't need a fancy holiday. What I need is you in one piece for the next 50 or 60 years! You just got shot! We almost lost you! I can't live without you and neither can the kids. I want you to promise me that you won't do anything stupid. Promise me you will not go in all guns blazing"

"Ana..."

"Promise me!" I grab his face and tilt it so he is looking me right in the eyes.

"I promise I will not do anything stupid but someone needs to pay for this, Anastasia. What if I had one of the kids in my arms when that bullet came through the window? I'm going to kill the mother fucker who did this. That I promise you"

So not the promise I wanted but I am not going to push him anymore. I will just work on him as soon as we are home.

A few hours later and we are home in the Penthouse. I was hoping that Christian would have at least taken it easy for the rest of the day but he called a meeting and hes been holed up in his office with the boys for the last 3 hours.

I have myself a nice long bubble bath and then change into some yoga pants and one of Christians shirts. I Skype the kids and check in with them and assure them that mommy and daddy will see them soon. Just as I am about to shut my laptop off I hear the ping of my messenger app. My eyes widen when I see who the sender is.

Katherine Kavanugh.

Ana, are you there?

I'm here Kate. What's up?

I need to see you. In person. Meet me at the Starlight lounge. Tonight at 10pm. I'll be in the VIP area.

I go to type back but she has already logged off. I can't meet her! Is she crazy? She must know that we know she has been fucking around with Gambino. This screams trap.

I get up and go in search of Christian. I knock on his office door but don't wait for a reply before I walk in.

Christian is sat behind his desk and there are about a dozen or so men dotted around the room. All chatter dies when they see me stood in the doorway. Even though they are all really big men and I know that they all carry guns, they don't scare me. I may be a "Little Lady" but I am the most powerful person in this room because I know if I told Christian to shoot one of them in the head he would do it with no questions asked. Christian may be the big boss but I am the person the big boss listens too.

"I need a word with you" I tell him from across the room.

"I'm busy, Anastasia. I'll be finished in about an hour"

"This can't wait. It's important, Bambino" I know calling him baby in Italian will spur him to come to me. He has taught me bits and pieces of Italian over the years and he told me that it turns him on like nothing else.

"Meetings over boys. Meet back here first thing in the morning" He dismisses the men and they all file out of the room saying goodbye or nodding their heads at me as they pass me. As soon as the last one leaves I shut and lock the door behind me and then walk around to my husband. Before I can log into my messenger app from his computer he has me straddling his lap with his tongue in my mouth.

"Do you know how hot it is when you talk Italian?"

"Si marito" I reply "Which means "Yes husband"

"You're playing with fire baby. Now what did you need to talk to me about?"

"Kate messaged me"

"What!? When?"

"About ten minutes ago. Here let me show you" I lean back and log into my messenger app so he can read the full conversation.

"There is no way on earth you are meeting her. Not a chance in hell so don't even ask"

"I wasn't going to but what are we going to do?" He ponders my question while he comes up with a plan.

"We snatch her before she can get in the club"

"What? Snatch her?"

"I'll send a dozen boys. The second she pulls up, even if she is with Gambino, We snatch her and bring her somewhere"

"Christian..."

"Its the best I can come up with, Anastasia" he slaps my ass and then stands up.

"Go wait for my in our bedroom. I'll be with you shortly" I nod and then walk towards the door.

"Oh and, Ana?"

"Yeah?

"Wait for me naked" He gives me a look that tells me I am in for a hard fuck and then he rubs himself through his pants.

"Si Signore" I smile and then head towards our room.

I wait for him, naked like he asked, for over an hour before he saunters into the room. He looks a bit pale and I am worried that he has over done himself today.

"You're a vision, Anastasia" He strips so he is naked and then crawls on the bed and hovers over me.

"I need you so bad and I am going to be rough. Very rough" He whispers in my ears and it makes me shiver.


He was rougher than he has been for weeks. I have bruises along my hips and love bites up my neck and along my breast. To say I am thoroughly well fucked is an understatement.

Its now 11pm and my husband has just rolled off of me. He gives me a kiss on the lips and then puts his clothes on. I am so out of it that I don't ask him where he is going when he leaves the room. I fall asleep but am woken almost immediately when I hear Christian and Elliott screaming at each other. I jump out of the bed and put my clothes on and then run out the room towards their voices.

When I get to the family room I find Christian and Elliott standing nose to nose snarling at each other and Luke is holding Kate by the back of her hair as she struggles to get out of his hold.

"You had no fucking right ordering my WIFE to be taken to a fucking abandoned warehouse to be interrogated" Elliott screams.

"I had every fucking right. And I think after living with Jack Gambino for more than a month I would not go around admitting that you're married to the whore!" Christian screams and Elliott pulls his fist back to hit him. Remembering that he had major surgery a week ago he puts his hand down and turns from his brother.

"Let her go, Luke" He demands and Luke unceremoniously drops Kate at his feet.

"She pulled a gun and fucking shot 2 guys, Elliott! Why did you bring her here. With Ana. With Mia a few floors down? She's obviously gone over to Gambinos side so why are you fighting so hard for her?" Luke asks

"Because shes my wife and I still love her. No matter how bad shes fucked up" Elliott growls and Kate flinches. He kneels down in front of her and roughly grabs her chin so she is looking in his eyes. Christian walks over to me and wraps his arms around me from behind as we watch Elliott confront his errant wife.

"Why Kate? Why have you been living with that mother fucker? Was it just to stick the boot into us? Or did you ask him to shoot my brother? Did you ask him to bring my family down? Fucking answer me!"

"I...I didn't have anything to do with Christian being shot. I swear to you. But I know Jack was the one who ordered the hit" She tells him with tear stained eyes.

"Why the fuck have you been living with him? Have you fucked him?" He growls. When she doesn't answer he stands them both up and shakes her so hard her teeth clatter.

"I asked you a fucking question, Katherine. Did you fuck him?"

She gives a small nod of the head and then Elliott does something that I never thought he would do. He slaps her straight across the face making her fall back.

"That's enough, Elliott" Christian booms.

Elliott grabs her by the arm and then throws her at Luke.

"Take her down to my apartment and have men stationed by every single exit. Lock all my guns and knives away and then lock her in my bedroom"

Luke pulls her towards the elevator and she catches my eye. She gives me a small sad smile and that's when I see my Kate. My best friend and ex college room mate.

"There was no need to hit her, Elliott"

"Stay the fuck out of this, Ana!" He yells at me and Christian gets in his face.

"Talk to my wife like that again and I'll fucking kill you!" Elliott looks contrite and then looks at me.

"I'm sorry, Ana. I should not have talked to you like that and I apologize"

"It's OK, Elliott. What are you going to do to Kate?"

"I wont hit her again if that's what you're thinking. I should not have hit her in the first place but seeing your wife admit to sleeping with another man will make you snap"

"You have slept with a slew of woman since she skipped out on you! For God's sake Elliott, I walked in on you having a foursome not three weeks ago" I yell

"That is different!"

"Why because you're a man? You broke your vows way before Kate did and now you're punishing her for your mistakes!"

"Christian! Keep your woman in line!" He growls and Christian gets right in his face.

"This is her home and that is her opinion and I don't need to keep her in line! Now get out of my apartment and don't come back until you are ready to beg at her feet for your forgiveness!" Elliott leaves without another word.

Christian takes my hand and leads me back into our bedroom where he strips us both and puts the covers over us and pulling me back to his chest.

"You know I would never hit you like that, Don't you?"

"Of course I do. I can't believe he would hit her like that"

"He lashes out when he is angry, baby. He always has done. I know him and I know he is regretting hitting her"

"So he should. She may have made some mistakes but she is still Kate. She's still the girl who befriended me in high school. Losing Ethan affected her in ways that we will never know" I whisper and turn so I can snuggle back into his chest.

"I know, baby. Did you really walk in on him having a foursome?"

"Yep. He had a girl riding him, One on his face and the other was playing with herself in the corner. I covered my eyes and got the fuck out of there. It was half two in the middle of the day. How did I know he was going to be acting out a porno in his living room?" I shake my head in disgust and to get rid of the images in my head.

"Ana, you know I would never be that typs of man don't you? I have never and will never cheat on you. I know that my dad has had his mistresses over the years and Elliott went with a string of women after he was married but I'm just not that guy. I could never hurt you like that and I would never lower myself to be a man who goes looking for a quick dirty fuck with some random whore"

"I know, baby. I've never worried about you straying. You show me every single day how much you love and respect me and I trust you 100%. Besides, if I'm not fucking you enough then you need serious help and maybe a stint in a sex addict rehab place" He laughs and then pulls me over to him.

"Lets get some sleep and then we will figure all this out in the morning"

He snuggles down under the covers and reaches over to turn the light out. I lean up a little and give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Good Night"

He leans down and kisses me back just as quick "Good Night, baby"

I lean up and kiss him again, letting this one linger a bit "Sleep tight"

He kisses me and this time he lets his tongue roam around my lips before I grant him entrance "Don't let the bed bugs bite" He grins against my lips.

"Fuck the bed bugs, I want you bite me" I whisper against his lips and very quickly I am rolled over and he is on top of me attacking my neck.

"And you call me an addict!"


"You are an amazing woman, Wifey" Christian whispers in my ear as he wraps his arms around me from behind as I cook bacon on the stove.

"I know I am but why are you telling me this specifically?"

"Because...You are fucking gorgeous. You have a body to die for. You have a heart of gold. You have born me three fantastic children and now we are working on number 4. You love me with everything you have and you are the worlds most perfect wife and mother and I love you so damn much that it fucking hurts!" I turn around and kiss him with everything I have.

"You always say the most romantic things to me"

"Oh, I forgot to say, You're also the best fuck East of the Mississippi" He grins down at me as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"There's the man I married! And what about West of the Mississippi? Would I not be as good a fuck out West? Because I seem to remember a trip to California and fucking a certain someone until he had to cry uncle" I raise my eyebrow and he laughs and grips my ass in his hands.

"Ok, you're the best fuck in whole world!"

"Fucking right I am" I laugh and start attacking his lips while grabbing his perfect Ass.

"I see you two are still the same" Comes Kate's voice from behind us which makes me spin around.

She is standing looking a lot better than she did last night. She is wearing a pair of jeans a black shirt. Her hair is damp from a recent shower and on her feet she is wearing a pair of sneakers that she has had ever since I have known her. He face is makeup free so the bruise she has over her left cheek and eye looks really painful.

Elliott is towering behind her and he too is sporting damp hair. Did they fuck? Of course they did! They were as bad as Christian and myself until the split.

"Yeah we haven't changed much. Well, we have another kid and I have a new car. Apart from that you haven't missed anything" I say with a bit more coldness than I intended.

"I missed enough" She mumbles and looks down.

"Why don't you both take a seat in the family room and Ana and I will be through in a moment to talk" Christian tells them.

They leave the room and I notice that they are hand in hand.

"Yep. He fucked her" Christian shakes his head in disgust.

"Well, she is his wife"

"Shes a traitor who been fucking the enemy. I know she is, was, your friend and she is Elliott's wife but if I find out she was anything to do with me being shot then I wont hesitate to put a bullet between her eyes"

"Christian!"

"Enough, Anastasia. Lets go find out what she has to say for herself and then I will decide what we do with her. While she is here or at Elliott's you are not to be on your own with her, understand?"

"But Christian..."

"Do you understand?" He growls.

"Yes, Sir"

He takes my hand and leads me in to the family room where Kate and Elliott are sharing the couch. He sits down on the black leather lazy boy chair and then pulls me down so I am half sitting on him and the arm of the chair.

"Start talking, Katherine and remember, I am not a man who likes to be lied to" Christian growls at her.

"I know you don't trust me and I know I have done some very questionable things over the last few years but I swear to you, I had nothing to do with you being shot"

"Why did you go to Gambino? What have you told him about us?"

She looks down and tears spring to her eyes. She looks so vulnerable.

"When...when Ethan was killed, I went into a tailspin. Losing him was like losing a bit of myself and I blamed this family. If I had never met Elliott then Ethan would never have been shot. I hated being here with you all when I blamed each and every one of you, that's why I left. I went back to Seattle and stayed with my aunt and uncle. My parents don't give a shit about me so going to them wasn't even an option. It took me a long time but I realized that it was not your fault but Gambinos. I came back to New York and sought out Gambino. I wanted to get close enough to him to kill him but he never ever goes out without a dozen men. I saw him in a bar and I...I started flirting with him. He asked me back to his house and I went. I figured that if he wanted me then we would be in a bedroom, alone, and that would be my chance." She shakes her head in disgust. "When we got there he took me straight into his bedroom and had one of his men stand guard at the door, inside the room. I told him I had changed my mind but...it didn't matter" Tears start streaming down her face and Elliott takes her hand and tries to comfort her.

"When...when he was finished he looked at me and said he never thought he would fuck a Luciano-Grey. I don't know how he knew who I was, I had died my hair brown when I got to New York and I looked nothing like myself. I tried to leave but he locked me in the room and then came back a few hours later and he...he did it again" She looks down ashamed but she is not at fault. That man raped her!

"He told me that I was the key to bringing the Luciano-Grey empire down. He made me go out to bars with him and he made sure we were seen. He would make me kiss him and grope him but I swear I didn't want to!" She looks me dead in the eye and I believe her.

"One night I overheard him tell his men to kill Christian or Elliott. He didn't care which one but he said if one fell, all would fall. I knew I had to try and warn you but I tried escaping and his men would beat me. Last night he went out and left me with one of his guys. We were in the kitchen and he made me make him some food and when his back was turned I smashed a glass bowl over his head. I grabbed his gun and phone and managed to escape through the window. I messaged you because It was the one user name I remembered and I new the Starlight is nothing to do with Christian or Gambino. When I saw the SUV's pull up I panicked and shot two of your guys but it wasn't until I saw Joey did I realized they were your men. I know you have no reason to believe me or trust me but I am telling the truth. I swear!"

Christian looks at Elliott and raises his brow in silent question.

"The story checks out, Christian. Vince saw one of Gambinos men trying to follow her and he managed to drag him behind the club. He confirmed her story and he had blood and glass all over his head and face. Vince called me and then he put a bullet in the guys head and walked away"

Christian seems satisfied with his answer.

"I don't want her leaving your apartment until we get this mess sorted out. I trust you to make this judgement call but I am not trusting her around my wife or family. Either you stay with her 24/7 or you get two of the guys to"

"I'll stay with her over the weekend but on Monday I am going after Gambino and I am going to kill the motherfucker" Elliott tells him and then stands up and pulls Kate with him towards the elevator and they disappear.

"You know her better than anyone. Is she telling the truth?" He asks me while pulling me around so I am laying on top of him.

"I think so. Kate has never been that good of an actress and Elliott said that Vince confirmed it. She was like a sister to me, Christian. I don't think she would intentionally hurt any of us"

"I'm still not taking any chances when it comes to you and I don't want the kids back here until Gambino is dead. What he did to Kate made him sign his own death certificate. I won't stop Elliott from going after him and I won't let him go on his own. Maybe..." He lets out a big breath and then runs his hand through his hair.

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe you should go to Italy with the kids. Things are going blow up in a big way around here and I don't want you caught in the middle"

"No. I am not going to Italy and you can't make me"

"I can't make you?" he asks slowly.

"No, you can't. I love you. You're the most important person in my life, second only to our children. There is no way in hell I am flying to the other side of the world waiting for news of what is happening at home. Put yourself in my shoes, how would you feel knowing that I was in danger and you were thousands of miles away from me?"

"Have I ever told you that you're the worlds most stubborn woman?"

"A couple of times but you said that was one of the things you loved about me"

"I do love that about you. I like that you're stubborn and independent but I also love it when you're submissive and dependent on me"

"I may not always be submissive but I always depend on you"

He clasps his hands around my hips and lifts me so my mouth is hovering over his.

"I want you submissive only in the bedroom. When you give yourself over to me in that way...makes me hard as fuck"

"Then for the rest of the day I will do and be what ever you want, Sir"


"FUCK! How is it possible that you get better and better at that?" Christian pants as I crawl up his body.

"There's always a way to improve a blow job" I giggle and he pulls me to him.

"Do you remember the first time you sucked my cock?"

I actually blush. I have been married to this man for years but thinking back to that first time still makes me go red.

We had been married for three days and we were lazing it up in the South of France. Christian had rented us a yacht and we were laying on one of the lounge chairs on the top deck. I had lost my virginity to him on our wedding night and after three days of near constant fucking, I was really sore. We had not had sex yet that day because he saw me wincing every time I moved. While we were laying there I was staring at him from behind my shades. His strong chest and bulging muscles made me want to just ride him, soreness be damned. Instead I slowly put my hand down his shorts and started stroking him. I had not been so bold up until that point and judging by the moans that came from his throat, I was doing something right. Feeling bold I stretched out on top of him and continued my hand job. Then I became really bold and shimmed his shorts off and started kissing him all over before slowly taking him in my mouth and sucking. The sound that came from him was like a wounded animal and when I started to deep throat him, he was almost out of his mind. Unfortunately, the sounds he was making alerted the yacht staff and the cook, a woman in her 60's ran up onto the top deck and saw what we were doing. I have never been that embarrassed in my life and Christian never lets me forget it.

"Would you please stop bringing that up?"

"Nope! Your face when you saw her" He starts laughing "Your eyes went wide and you still had the tip of my cock in you mouth when you screamed. Funniest thing I have ever seen!"

"Yeah yeah yeah" I slap his arm and then snuggle into him.

"When this is all over, how about we go back to the South of France and have a second honeymoon? We can go just by ourselves or we can take the kids"

"I love that idea! How about we have a week just you and me and then we take the kids to Disneyland Paris for a week?"

"Perfect. I really do love you, ya know? And not just because you give the best blow jobs in the world"

"I love you too and not just because of your huge dick. I love you for your huge heart" I kiss him softly and once again we get lost in each other.