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Christian's POV
What the fuck did I just do. I mean yes, orgasm denial is textbook punishment and Leila definitely deserved it but when I was doing it I wasn't seeing Leila - I was imagining Ana. In my head Ana was the one playing with her sweet little clit. Ana was the one calling me Master and begging to come. Is that so bad? Yes it is you son of a bitch my subconscious informed me. I know me and Leila's marriage isn't exactly founded on love and all that crap, but the least I could do was show her some respect by not fantasising about other women. And Ana deserves better than me getting in the way of her life. I already made her go through the trauma of giving birth to a baby that isn't hers. I don't want her to start loving a married man. And a fucked up one at that.

That's it. I'm going to have to go and pay her a visit and explain everything to her. I walk into my study and log in to my laptop. I left my emails up for some reason and find to my great surprise, an email from Miss Steele herself, reading:

Dear Mr Grey,

Thank you very much for everything, but I am politely declining the job as your secretary. It was nice knowing you.

Anastasia Steele

I slammed the laptop lid down, feeling nothing but anger. At this point I'm not even sure if I'm angry at her, myself or both. It was nice knowing me huh? Seriously? What kind of bullshit is that? She can't just turn me down this way, no one says no to me. I press number 4 on my speed dial, pissed off that it takes 3 rings for Welch to pick up the damn phone.

"What can I do for you Sir?" he asks, as if he has no emotions at all. Usually I like this attitude but today it's just pissing me off like everything else.

"Send Taylor Miss Steele's address right now." I was practically growling at him.

"Sir, Taylor already has her address," Welch commented, sounding rather pleased with himself. Stupid overpaid fuckers.

"How?" I sounded like an idiot for not knowing but right now I don't give a damn.

"If you remember Sir, Taylor drove Miss Steele back home after she left your apartment." Oh fuck. How obvious could it get? Although I was pissed at myself for being a dumb asshole, I couldn't let this show to Welch. After all, I have a reputation as an arrogant, rich CEO asshole to uphold.

"I don't pay you to point out the obvious. Welch. Just tell Taylor to have the car ready by the time I get to the garage." There. That sounded authoratitive enough.

"Right you are Sir." I grabbed my suit jacket and started heading for the door. I could see that Leila wanted to ask where I was going but she didn't want further punishment.

"I'm going out for a bit Leila. And don't think of giving yourself pleasure when I'm gone. I'll know about it." And with that I went out the door.

As I was waiting for the lift, I found myself whistling some happy tune. What the hell am I doing? It's the Anastasia Steele effect I'm sure of it. When the elevator arrives I'm the only one in it and I take this time to look around, in an effort to find out why it drove me to push Miss Steele against the wall, with my son watching. You know exactly why you did that. You're just a horny son of a bitch who likes petite brunettes my subconscious sneered at me. Maybe it was right. Maybe seeing that beautiful woman when I'm feeling like this is not a good idea. But I had to. For her sake as well as my own.

Ana's POV
What the fuck did I just do. Not only did I just give up a perfectly good job offer, but I just stopped myself from seeing Teddy. I know he's not technically mine, but I cared and nurtured him for nine months, with the belief that he would be well cared for by his parents. Now I'm not sure. A proper mother doesn't dump their sick child off at her husband's office just so she can go to the salon. And now that I know that the reason why Christian made me carry their baby, I know I just can't stand idly by. Teddy needs me, I know he does. I'd be the one normal part of his abnormal family.

That's it. I have to go and see Mr Grey. I don't care what grovelling I have to do to win his favour again. What if that involves his BDSM world my subconscious reminded me, forever playing devil's advocate. He wouldn't do that would he? He pushed you against the wall and practically sterilised your mouth. I thought to myself. Doesn't that sound like a 'welcome to my life of whipping and spanking' to you? Although my thoughts were probably right, I'm just going to have to give him the benefit of the doubt. For Teddy's sake.

As I was grabbing my bag from my room, I heard someone rather persistently knocking at the front door. Maybe it was Kate who forgot her keys yet again. I go and see who it is and to my surprise it's Christian. And he looks pissed. Oh god I'm not going to hear the end of this one.

"It was nice knowing me huh?" he started, looking directly at me with his grey eyes. I knew that's what he'd be fixated on the most. He's an arrogant megalomaniac after all.

"Good afternoon to you too, Mr Grey." I reply dryly. "Do come inside, unless you want to look like a pathetic ex-boyfriend to my neighbours." I high fived myself for that sassy comment. I felt pretty proud of that. Christian however, did not look so pleased. Nonetheless he walked into the house and I quickly shut the door.

"Please tell me what the hell this email that you so very kindly sent to me means?" He's practically growling at me when he asks this, but I take a deep breath to keep my composure. I can't break in front of him.

"First of all, I don't want to accept the job as your secretary because you feel you owe me something and-"

"That is not why I gave you the job Miss Steele. Frankly I'm surprised that you even applied for an entry level position such as this." I felt rather taken aback by his bold statement. Did he really mean it, or is he trying to flatter and complement his way out of the situation?

"What do you mean by that, Mr Grey? My last job was also an entry level position: a personal assistant at SIP."

"I didn't ask you this at the interview Miss Steele, because I didn't want to appear as if I'm prying into your personal life. However since this is off the record, I was wondering if you could tell me why you left that job?" This is the perfect moment for me to tell him that I'm not interested in sexual activities with him. That's a lie and you know it my subconscious reminded me. Well maybe I do, but it can't happen. He's married and I don't want Teddy to grow up in a broken home like me.

"My boss made sexual advances on me," I stated plainly. For a split second I could see his fists clench.

"I can assure you that will not happen if you're my secretary, if that is what you're worried about Miss Steele." Could I trust him?

"Are you sure about that Mr Grey?" I ask, sounding rather indignant. It's clear to me he doesn't like his authority being questioned, but right now that's not my concern.

"Quite sure, Miss Steele," he states, sounding hostile. "I don't fuck my staff and I take my marriage vows seriously."

"Was kissing young women in elevators part of your marriage vows then?" I regretted that as soon as I said it. I have no idea where this sass and confidence came from, but I can't take it back now.

"I regret that Miss Steele. That's one of the reasons why I came to visit you. To tell you that something like that can't happen again, regardless of our desires." Our desires? He enjoyed it too? Of course he enjoyed it. He's the one who started it.

"That's fine by me Mr Grey." This seemed to surprise him. What was he expecting? Me to beg him to he his mistress? Not interested, especially given his sexual habits with his wife and most likely countless women before her.

"So do we have a deal? Will you take the job?"

"Yes, but on one condition. I want to be part of Teddy's life or the deal is off the table." Hmm it seems like feisty Ana is back in town.

"Done. Shall we discuss the particulars tomorrow morning at my office?" I nodded my head with a smile. I'd get to see my baby boy again. Remember he's not yours so don't overdo it my subconscious reminded me. "If you don't have any questions, then I'll take my leave." I went to the door and opened it for him, feeling much more confident than when he came. "Good day, Miss Steele."

"Goodbye, Christian," I uttered and with that he was gone. I did a little victory dance around the apartment, feeling so proud of myself for sassing a rich, arrogant CEO and getting my way. If not for the NDA, I would've told Kate all about it tonight over dinner. Oh well.

Christian's POV
"Escala, Sir?" Taylor asked, for I believe the second time.

"Err yes, thank you Taylor," I replied, still distracted. What is Miss Steele doing to me. She is absolutely perfect. As I was walking back to the car I saw her dancing and it made me feel... happy. At least that's what I think it is. She's young, happy and carefree and surprisingly I like it. She has a smart mouth and defies me, something no one else dares to do.

No I can't do this. This is why I went to her house in the first place. To tell her I'm not for her and the kiss was a one off. But I didn't want it to be. I want to show her the world, and everything she deserves. Stop this Grey. You can't do this to Leila. Ughh why did I marry that bitch? You know why Grey. She gave you everything you wanted, whenever you wanted.

Maybe I'm bored of getting what I want. Maybe I want a challenge. Maybe I want Miss Anastasia Steele and to hear her say my name again.

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