We are barely at the wedding for two hours when Christian begins to lead me through the main crowd and towards the mansion front doors. The whole main hall of the house is draped in beautiful white and purple silk. The heels I'm wearing are just starting to hurt when I feel the pain disappear from my body. How is this happening?

I feel Christian's hand holding my own and that's when I know it's his doing. I gaze up into his face as we stop at the doorway. He looking back at me and I see his trade mark smirk.

"Well are you ready Mrs Grey?" He asks me excited.

"I have never been more ready." I say back.

We step out into the afternoon sunlight and I'm surrounded by my friends and family all throwing confetti all over us. Heading down the mansion stairs as I see Kate and Mia jumping for joy with James and Elliot right next to them with beaming smiles on their faces.

At the bottom of the stairs sits a horse drawn carriage. Four white horses attached to a glass sphere of carriage. With gold frame, it's reminds me of a princess carriage from the books and movies. I have never seen something so beautiful before. Sat on top is a silver suited gentleman at the reins. My eyes move back to Christian and I see him smiling at me.

"Christian it's incredible." I say gasping.

"Only the best for you. My angel." He offers back to me softly.

I stare in wonder at the carriage as he steps forward and opens the glass door for me. He turns holding out his hand as I lift the front of my dress and take his hand. That electric spark is there. A step up onto the golden step and move inside the large glass carriage. A moment later and Christian moves in beside me.

I begin to turn to wave bye to everyone as the carriage slowly moves forward at a soft trot when I realise the group of people can see straight through the carriage to us. I wave back to them all as I see my mom and dad with theirs arms wrapped around each other waving to us. Christian offers out a small wave to his family as the horses lead our carriage down the driveway.

I turn back around to Christian and feel his arm around my waist.

"This day couldn't get any better." I tell him.

We have just made it past the gates and begin the travel towards the city as I see Christian look around the carriage and then he turns to me and I see his lips pull up into that hot sexy smirk.

"Hold that thought." Christian says softly.

He moves in towards me and my lips are already parted I can read his body well and I gasp as his lips close around my own. My eyes close as I melt into his touch and his arms wrap around my waist. I turn to face him as he holds me firmly and lifts me up into a standing position. Our lips hold together for an age and then he pulls away.

"Open your eyes." He whispers.

I open my eyes as I see the carriage has disappeared. I'm amazed to see we are floating inside of all the galaxies. It seems like we are in our own perfect universe.

"Your incredible." I breathe.

"You stole my line." Christian replies.

He steps towards me and I feel his hands slide up my arms and onto my shoulders. His lips crash down onto my own again as his fingertips run over the shoulders of my white dress slowly and gently peeling them away. I open my mouth and his tongue finds mine as our kiss deepens. The straps of my wedding dress slip down my arms as I feel the upper part of my breasts get released. Everything is forgotten about only the joy of being with him right now.

My dress moves down my body and slips around my ankles as I'm helpless to his touch. I keep my eyes closed for a moment when I feel Christian move away from my body. That's when I hear his gasp. I open my eyes knowing exactly why he is gasping.

He is stood there staring at the underwear I chose. A white corset that hold my breasts up towards him. There is a white frill lace trim that leads onto matchings white suspenders and stockings. My brown hair is loose onto my shoulders. The looks are finished off with matching white high heels.

"Words fail me. You are beauty beyond words." He breathes.

I don't even get chance to blush at his comment when he pins himself against me. He takes me against his lips. His fingers caress up over my sides and trace gently over my breasts. I gasp out into his mouth as I feel that soft touch pass over my nipples forcing them to tighten at his will. The way his touch commands my body takes my breath away. Then when his fingers trail under the lace bottom of the corset he truly takes my breath away as his fingers stroke against my core.

I open my eyes to see the surprised look in his deep grey eyes. My emerald eyes staring back into his.

"I want to kiss every inch of your body." Christian whispers.

Reaching out for him and I feel him slip from my gasp as he sinks to his knees and his hands take hold of my ankle lifting my foot to his mouth. My high heel slips to the floor as he kisses my toes softly one at a time through my white stockings. I close my eyes and give into the tender feeling of his lips against my skin as those lips cover every inch of my foot before moving to the other foot.

"Close your eyes." He tells me.

By the time his lips make it to my shin I'm gasping out at the pleasure and anticipation of what is to come. His fingers trace the pattern of his lips on my other leg as his touch feels exquisite. Each muscle under my skin sings out as those incredible lips move against them. The kisses he places on the back of my knees almost make me fall over.

My thighs tremble as he finally makes it to them. It feels like it has been an eternity since he started. I need to feel him inside of me now more than ever and instead I am stuck with this pleasurable torment he is unleashing upon my body. With his hands moving with purpose as they cup my rear end and his lips move closer and closer to where I desire.

Suddenly he moves and begins kissing the tips of my fingers. I snap as my hands reach out and take hold of his head pulling him towards my entrance.

"I need you now." I moan out.

"As you wish." He offers.

I don't even need to see his face to know that he is smirking. He takes hold of my hips as his lips brush against my most private region. My words don't form in my mouth as I open my lips to speak when his tongue moves inside of me. I gasp out loudly this is what I need as my fingers rest in his perfect brown hair.

His tongue explores deep inside of me as I stand there moaning and panting out my whole body gently rocking and grinding against his amazing tongue. I realise that his tongue is spelling out letters as it moves across my bud. I can't even begin to think straight never mind try and decipher what he could be spelling right inside of me.

My thighs grip against his face as my hands pull and tug at his hair trying to pull him deeper into me. I know with how weak he has made my legs that when I reach my release I will fall. His tongue dives and twists inside of me and before I know it I can feel my body begin to climb towards my release.

Opening my eyes, I stare all around me looking at the floating stars and galaxies surrounding us. I feel like even without his magic his skills currently in use would have me seeing stars anyway. My whole body begins to throb as I feel myself burst forth with a mind consuming release as my legs begin to grow weak.

I feel Christian hands grip my waist and keep me standing as the rest of my body slumps down against him.

"We are nearly there."

Christian breathes out as I feel my dress reappear covering my body as we sit back down onto the seats and the galaxies disappear replaced with the glass carriage as my cheeks are a flush crimson.

As soon as we arrive at the airport the horse drawn carriage stops right next to a small white private plane. With Christian Grey's name wrote down the side in the same beautiful grey of his eye colour. Christian quickly and effortlessly transfers me from the carriage to the plane carrying me like a princess. In the plane is stunning with white and cream colours covering the whole inside. There is a bar and enough room for at least ten people. Christian is more focused on carrying me through the plane and into the rear of the plane. As the door opens with a female cabin crew member stepping out of the way I see it's a bedroom with large bed in the middle.

The stewardess excuses herself as Christian throws me down onto the bed. I barely have time to get my breath back before he climbs on top of me and as the plane takes off and soars into the sky we join the mile-high club.

After many hours of love making and drifting off to sleep I softly wake to the sight of the sun going down outside the planes window. My eyes look over to find Christian face down sleeping peacefully. I stare down at my husband and see the silver band around his finger. I smile to myself and turn to look back out at the window.

That's when I see my holiday bag that Mia packed for me next to the table. I slip out from under the sheet and step over to the chair completely naked. I slide easily into the chair and reach down opening the bag there at the top I see a book and know it's one of Christian's diaries.

Pulling it out I place it on the table as I smell mud and the soft hint of gun powder. I know the smell well thanks to my dad's gun range practice. I think it's sweet how Christian has offered me his diaries and it seems Mia wants me to read them.

I open the book and see the date 20th April 1942. World War Two.

How could everything go to shit so fast? Our plane ride into France had been blue skies and easy sailing till we opened the rear doors. Martin had jumped first followed by George and Trevor then Lee. I was next and jumped with Kevin.

That was when we saw it as we free fell a round fired from a tank struck the side of the plane. The impact launched Dave out the back as the seconds later the fuel tank exploded and tore our transport apart with the other fifty soldiers on board.

Dave was out of control as he plunged towards the earth. Thank God we made it to him. Kevin tried to wake him but he was out of it. Knocked unconscious by the blast. I had to think fast.

I pulled Kevin's chute and watched as he was pulled upwards. I slapped Dave so hard and that seemed to wake him. His eyes just opened and I pulled his chute.

I had ran out of time as I looked down and pulled my own chute. I was too close to the ground and I knew it.

The landing was painful but nothing I couldn't handle. I took my rifle off my shoulder and scanned the surrounding field as the other members of the squad landed.

Now the seven of us are hiding out in the woods deep behind enemy lines in occupied France. After encountering two German troops we kept hidden and didn't engage.

Outnumbered and out gunned our Sargent wants us to retreat to allied lines. Which is over thirty miles behind us. Two miles to our north is an enemy compound a large warehouse mostly likely where the tank came from. Our corporal wants to attack it.

I can tell the men want payback for the soldiers who were in the plane. Some were friends all were allies. The squad seems restless.

I have offered to take first watch for the evening. My only concern is to keep these boys alive. I know I can't die but I will be damned if I don't do everything in my power to keep my friends alive.

My other thoughts are with my sister. I had to leave her in England. Last I heard she was working in London helping as a fire fighter against the blitz they have been receiving nightly. I know she is like me and will survive but I still fear for her safety. That's what big brothers are for right.

I look back over to see Christian still sleeping peacefully in the large bed. I jump forward to another page.

He was a fool for not listening to me. Why didn't he listen to me? We lost our commanding officer during a skirmish with a group of troops. However, we Managed to take down a small patrol of German soldiers and collect their radio equipment.

After hours trying with the radio Dave managed to contact HQ they have ordered us to destroy the warehouse. It's a suicide mission. They already thought we were lost now if we succeeded they wipe an enemy position off the map if we fail they have not lost anything.

I'll be damned if I'm going to allow my friends to die on my watch. I'm going to attack the enemy position tonight when the men are asleep I have offered to take second watch.

I know I have magical power. I don't fully know to what extent but attacking the warehouse tonight will be a good way to find out. I need to be smart about this I can't make too much noise or have any of the men follow me there.

High command may have given up on us but I refuse to let any more of my friends die. I can't let them die. I must do this.

The diary entry ends for that day I just go to read the next entry when there is a soft knock on the bedroom plane door. My eyes snap to Christian who is still sleeping peacefully with the soft silk sheet covering him. I stand up shutting the diary and grab a silk cream coloured robe from the hanger. Wrapping it quickly around my body I move over to the door tying the cord.

I open the door softly to see the female air stewardess stood there in her white and grey uniform as she asks.

"I was wondering if you would like anything?"

I freeze trying to think what I could ask her for.

"Can we have a bottle of wine please?"

"Certainly Mrs Grey. Which wine would you like?"

I barely hear her question as I feel such joy from being called Mrs Grey. I must be stood there with the most ridiculous smile on my face. I can't help it. I'm married to Christian Grey. My inner angel snaps her fingers bringing me out of my trance. It's then I realise I know nothing about wine.

"Erm a white wine. Christian's still sleeping so I trust your judgement."

She smiles back at me nodding her head.

"I understand I will fetch one straight away."

She begins to turn away and it finally occurs to me I have no idea where we are heading.

"Excuse me but how long till we land in…"

Her reply answers my question as she turns back to me for a moment.

"London, still about five hours yet."

"Thank you." I offer.

She turns away and walks toward the bar as I shut the door and turn back to see Christian still laying there. So, our honeymoon is in England. I never been and always wanted to go. I wonder if we will visit Christian's hometown?

The knock on the door brings me out of my thoughts as I open the door and see the stewardess holding a tray containing a bottle of wine and to wine glasses. I take it from her and shut the door as I turn around Christian stirs and opens his eyes as his hand reaches out across the bed for me. He sits up as soon as his hand touches the empty bed.

His gaze finding me at the door and I see a flicker of fear that disappears in an instant. I smile toward him and hold up the tray.

"I got us something to drink."

"So how does it feel to be Mrs Grey?"

He asks gently as I walk over to the table and place the tray down right next to the diary. My thoughts drift back to what I read moments ago.

"Did you save your friends in the war?"

I can't bear to look at him as I ask the question. I begin to reach for the bottle when I feel his hands slip around my body. His head is over my shoulder as he looks down seeing his diary. His hands slip to the wine bottle and begin to open it while holding me tightly.

"They are all gone now. That's the pain of being immortal. Throughout my lifetimes there has been so few happy moments and yet millions of awful ones. My diaries of war are not happy times. I have survived every war where everyone else has since perished I remember them all."

"How do you do it?" I breathe feeling myself on the verge of tears.

"I look for the happy times and hold onto them and never let go. Humans were never meant to be immortal. A soul can only take so much heartache before it shatters into a million pieces. Mine and Mia's souls have been shattered for so long yet somehow Mia has learned to live with it. Enjoy every day as much as she can. Me I have just continued trying to make sense to understand and do good with what I have been given. That was until you came into my life. Ana, you have somehow managed to piece together my shattered soul and make me whole again."

I hear his words cracking and breaking as he opens his heart to me.

His naked body is pressed against my own as he pops open the bottle of wine. I watch his hands through tear streaked eyes as he pours the two glasses of wine out.

"Oh Christian." I say breaking down in tears.

He effortlessly turns me in his arms and holds me against his bare body. Like his current state of undress, it's mirrored in his naked honesty and exposed soul.

His hands trails into my hair as he softly brushes my head. His tender voice hushing my tears as he pulls my head back to look into his eyes.

"Ana all this pain brought me to you. I would go through it all again in a heartbeat to be with you."

I just go to cry out again but his lips silence any chance as they gently float onto my own and I melt into his embrace. The soft tender kiss begins to become more passionate and urgent and I can feel his arousal for me pushing against my tied robe.

We break the kiss and he stares into my eyes with a dark hunger. My inner devil is already preparing for what is to come. My inner angel manages to take control for a moment for one more question.

"So why London?"

He stops for a second staring straight at me as I feel his hands undoing the tie on my robe.

"You're so inquisitive Mrs Grey. Asking the stewardess. Well that you must wait and see. Now I have waited many lifetimes for you so if you think you're getting out of this bed before we arrive in London your gravely mistaken."

That dark and sexy smirk appears on his mouth as he pushes the robe off with his power and I'm lifted through the air effortlessly and land on the bed naked for his viewing pleasure. He lunges onto of me like an animal and the next five hours become a blur on intense sexual pleasure.

Many hours later and we sat on a pitch-black hillside. It's the middle of winter in England and even when the car told us both it was minus seven outside on the drive into the pitch-black countryside the heating kept us warm. Now even with the cold wind blowing towards us as we lay on a blanket we remained warm due in no small part thanks to the magical man sat at my side.

I turn to face him as the moon dips in the night sky. His face is lit up showing his handsome features to me.

"Why are we here?"

I ask again. I have asked this many times in the past hour to receive very little in the way of a reply.

He turns to me as I'm reminded of our pleasurable time on the very small island and the picnic we had.

"This is my home. This is where I was born. As my partner, I want to give you everything."

I look around and see the first rays of sunlight coming over the hills and fields. As the sunlight moves over more of the land it becomes blocked by a large shape a few seconds later and I feel my mouth fall open as a massive fairy tale castle that is surrounded by trees in the valley below is bathed in sunshine.

(It's been a long time and now chapter 8 is complete. Sorry for it taking so long to write there have been many hiccups but I don't want to bore you with them.

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