Sorry it took me so long to update, I'm still trying to recover from all that Thanksgiving food. I'm bloated and that slows down my brain, but here I am anyways, trying my best with a short chapter for now.

Disclaimer: E.L. James owes Fifty Shades of Grey

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"I will have the steak, medium rare, with a baked potato, no cream and some steamed carrots, and skip the bread please. " Elena orders without bothering to even look at the menu. "Leila my dear, at least order some soup, you're going to need your strength for the next few days."

Leila Williams just glares at her, not bothering to respond.

Unfazed by her attitude, Elena orders for her. "Bring my friend here a bowl of clam chowder, and some of your special bread sticks. Also, bring me a glass of your best red wine and raspberry iced tea for her." She winks at the attractive waiter.

Leila waits after the waiter is done taking the order. "Okay Elena, enough of this." She motions between the two of them. "What do you want from me, and why now?"

"So eager to find out, and I will tell you soon enough. But first, tell me Leila, what in the world happened to you?" She leans closer to Leila. "You really let yourself go dear; you look like you aged ten years. You have not been taking care of yourself; all that comfort food is not good for you. Maybe I should have ordered you a salad instead of soup; do me a favor and skip the bread sticks, will you?"

"Is that why you came here looking for me, to insult me and try to make me feel miserable? Because you are doing one hell of a job right now. Tell me, what did I ever do to you Elena, why do you hate me? Is it because of Christian?"

"Yes, pretty much, you fucked him and then had the audacity to think that he would want anything more to do with you, other than sex. All you had to do was to fuck him, keep him happy, and not ask for anything more. You were already one of his favorites, but no, you had to go and ruin that."

"Jesus Christ Elena, you were the one who introduced me to him. It was you who recruited me as his submissive in the first place. If it weren't for you, I would have not even met him at all."

"Yes, that is true, but if you would have done what you were paid to do, you would have been able to keep your arrangement with him for a longer period of time, and just maybe he would not have gone someplace else looking for other girls. It's because of your crazy notion that he cared for you that he ended up getting rid of you and eventually met that money grabbing whore he calls a wife."

Leila was surprised at how calm Elena described her anger with her and Christian. "Elena, first of all, I was never a whore. You know this lifestyle better than anyone else, since you have been around for a much, much longer time than me."

Elena raises her eyebrow and smirks. "Well now, trying to show me you do have a back bone after all Leila?"

"I never asked Christian for anything, not even for his money. He gave me things because he wanted to, he took good care of his women, you know that Elena. He gave gifts and money because he liked doing so, not just because it was part of the deal. He is the one that drew up the agreement; his needs, his rules."

"Yes, yes, call him a giving person if it makes you feel better. But any way you look at it, doesn't change the fact that he paid for your services. You fucked him, he let you suck him off when he was feeling generous, and afterwards he paid for your services and you took his money and gifts. That my dear, makes you a whore."

Leila has had enough; she gets up to leave but is stopped by Elena. "Not so fast Leila, sit right down or the first call I will make is to your fiancé. Officer Raymond James, I like the sound of it, what do you think?"

Leila freezes on the spot; she cannot believe she just heard Elena mention her fiancé's full name. After a few seconds, she slowly sits back down and says nothing while the waiter approaches with their drinks and bread sticks. She waits until he is gone. "How do you know about him Elena?"

"Like I told you before, I have my sources." She calmly says as she takes a sip of her wine.

"Sources, yes, of course, Greta, she would be the only person outside my family and Susannah that knows anything about Ray. Why would she tell you anything? Did you have to bribe her too?"

"Bribe her? Oh my, you didn't actually think that Greta was your friend, did you? I am sorry to break this to you Leila, but she is and has been a very loyal friend to me. She is the one that has been keeping tabs on you for years now. How do you think I knew where to find you?"

Leila covers her face as she tries to keep the tears from spilling out; her friend's betrayal hurts her deeply. "How much do you know Elena, how much information has she given you?"

"Well, to summarize it all; not long after you paid Anastasia that unexpected visit at work, Christian stopped his financial support. He cut you off completely, from art school, your therapist, your medical insurance, everything. I know you were heartbroken, even more so when a year later you tried to get in touch with him, and he completely ignored you. From there your life went downhill, your husband eventually divorced you, only after he found out about your sordid secret lifestyle. From what I hear, he was royally pissed off, so much so that he threatened to expose you to your family unless you paid him off, which you did. Too bad you had to sell all the jewelry and car Christian had given you before."

"Stop Elena, you don't have to tell me how my life has turned out, just stop." She stops short of begging.

"For what it's worth, I am sorry you lost someone you did care for, his death must have been devastating for you. But really Leila; showing up at Anastasia's place with a gun? And you wonder why Christian cut all ties with you the way he did?"

Leila wipes away the tears. "I was going through a rough time back then. He has moved on with his life Elena, just like I tried to do, and like you should be doing now."

"Leila, you are a grown woman who is responsible for her own actions, but what Christian did to you, how he used you, then discarded you, it merits some kind of retaliation; don't you think so?"

"Why, what do you want from him? You obviously do not care for anyone but yourself, so whatever you are planning, leave me out of it. I'm just trying to get on with my life, I just found someone who cares about me, and I won't do anything else to jeopardize that."

"Are you serious, or just delusional Leila? Do you want me to describe the state of your pathetic life to you right now?"

"No." Responds Leila with a whisper.

"Yes, I will, because someone needs to knock some sense into your thick skull. Your life went downhill since Christian cut all ties with you. You flunked out from art school. You tried your hand at painting, but that fell flat too since none of your paintings sold. As a matter of fact, the only paintings you ever sold were bought by Christian himself, and he did it out of pity, because you lack talent. Since your nasty divorce, you lost most of what you owned. You cannot make a living as an artist, so you have taken a job selling other artists paintings, but it's obvious that kind of work does not pay very well. So now you whore yourself, you sub for paying customers. I know where and how you have been able to get in touch with clients. The only good thing that has happened to you is your fiance, that nice, good looking Raymond James, who happens to be a Captain at Boston P.D."

"Stop Elena, I've heard enough." Leila wipes her tears quickly as she notices the waiter coming with their meals.

Elena waits after the waiter leaves. "Leila, can you imagine what your fiance would think of you, or even worse, what he would do if he found out what you did for extra income?" Elena pretends to shutter.

Too upset to eat, Leila pushes her bowl of soup aside and asks. "What do you want me to do Elena?"

"I am so glad you asked my dear. Oh, this steak is delicious; would you like to taste it?"

"No, that is enough Elena, what do you want me to do?"

"Well, for starters, you will call in sick tomorrow and possibly for the next few days. Make up whatever story you want, but if I were you, I would just forget about that job, it's a dead end for you anyways."

Leila just nods.

"After we're done here, you'll need to go home and pack for tomorrow, pack enough for a few days. You will travel to Seattle tomorrow morning, and don't worry about travel plans Leila; I have taken care of that already."

"Seattle?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Don't play dumb with me Leila, you know exactly why you are going to Seattle tomorrow. "

"All this, it's about Christian, you want payback from Christian, because he cut all ties with you too. You always wanted him Elena, I could always tell. The way you looked at him, the way you talked about him and the way you touched him. I always knew. I know your motives, you want revenge, don't you Elena?"

Leila's comment has hit a nerve with Elena. "Listen Leila, all you have to do is do what I tell you, and keep your comments about my motives to yourself. Besides, you should be happy my dear, because very soon, and if everything goes according to plan, you, Leila Williams, will be meeting again with the magnetic, one and only Christian Grey.

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From: Christian Grey

Subject: Meeting crazy in Boston

Date: August 15th 2016 16:38

To: Anastasia Grey

My Dearest Ana,

Due to new information I just received from Phelps, I am forced to meet with her tonight, instead of tomorrow morning like I had planned. It seems that Stewart and David far exceeded my expectations, and their skills have provided me with very important information. Information that was provided by non-other than Mrs. Robinson herself. I will call you tomorrow morning to let you know more, and don't worry my Ana; I won't let them get away with anything.

Your loving husband

Christian Grey

Fifty shades crazy in love with his wife.

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Well, what do you guys think? Is Elena Lincoln one mean bitch or what?

Wish I had more time to finish the flashback chapter where Anastasia and Isaac met at the diner. I will try to post it soon; hopefully I will be done with my Christmas shopping by next week.

Please do not forget to take the time and review, I may not always have time to respond, but I do read them all.

Till next time...XOXO