DON'T OWN FSOG.

APOV

It has been three hours since I showed Jason the text message I got. I am sitting in the couch watching him pace. He has calmed down a bit thank goodness. At he beginning he wanted to go to his ex bosses house and kill him. Then he went into a bigger rage and threw a vase against the wall. I haven't said anything. I know he is upset and I also know it's not at me.

"I can't believe that mother fucker actually texted you that shit."

"Who the fuck does he think he is?"

"You are my wife. My wife. Not his."

"First he asks me to whore you out now this?" What?

"Excuse me?" I ask this is new

He stops pacing and looks at me almost like he forgot I was here.

"What did you say?" I ask again

"Nothing." I stand and put my hands on my hips

"Don't play that shit with me Jason Taylor what did you say?" He chuckles

"Your cute when you're angry."

"Stop deflecting and tell me what you said." He sighs and plops on the couch. I cock an eyebrow at him.

"Sorry." I nod waiting for him to continue.

"When we were dating. The day I quit he wanted one night with you I said you were my girlfriend he said he didn't want a relationship just one night with you." He says all in one breathe.

I feel like the wind has been knocked out of me.

"He wanted me to be his whore for one night?" He nods

"So he could beat me?" He nods. I shutter at the thought

"Jason we need to do something he scares me."

JPOV

It's been a week since that fucking text. I always knew he was weird but he is turning out to be fucking dangerous. Dangerous to my wife and unborn child. I promised Ana I wouldn't do anything but I never promised I wouldn't have someone else do it.

That's how I ended up in a small bar thirty miles from anything. I sat in the back corner where it is dark and out of the way. I take a drink of my beer and wait. I see a shadow and look up to the only man I ever truly ever trusted Lee Sands. We served together for years and he saved me more times then I want to recall.

He sits down with his beer and looks at me.

"Well Jason Taylor how the fuck have you been?"

"Good got married gonna be a daddy in a few months."

"Really? Well congratulations but I highly doubt that is why you called me so what's up?"

I explain to him everything that's been going on and we come up with a few ideas.

CPOV

Sitting at the breakfast bar eating my omlet I open the newspaper and almost choke to death when I see the headline.

Christian Grey major player in the underground BDSM world?

Christian Grey owner and CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings is known to be a very private person. We found out why. Accordly to a previous lover of his he is very heavily into the BDSM world. He is know as a Dominant. He contracts woman known as sub for a specific amount of time and then releases them when the term is finished.

These contracts are very detailed including what is and isn't accepted in the relationship. Our source says that Mr. Grey is into the harder core aspects of the life style. These aspects include whips, chains, handcuffs, and canes. Also according to our source he has taken it so far once that he actually put a women in the hospital. She had multiple injuries including a broken rib, concussion, and internal injuries.

No wonder he stays private would you want that to be what your known for? I wonder what his parents Pediatrician Grace Grey and well known attorney Carrick Grey have to say about their adopted son's likes?

JPOV

I couldn't stop chuckling when I read the paper this morning. Serves you right you bastard.

"JASON ALEXANDER TAYLOR!" Uh oh I think she just read the paper.

I walk in the living room and see a very pissed off Ana.

"What did you do? You promised me."

"I know I didn't technically do anything. I called in a favor to an old friend."

"Why?"

"Are you serious Angel? He threatened to hurt you and our baby. He has to be stopped. I would die if something ever happened to either of you." I see her anger fade and she hugs me holding me tight.

"I love you Jason." I kiss the top of her head.

"I love you too Angel."

We spend the rest of the night with me buried in wife as she screams my name over and over.

That crazy ass fucker hasn't even begun to see what I can do.

CPOV

What the fuck! Who did this? I will own that little cunt. She thinks she can ruin me. I'll show her. I just need to figure out which one talked then I can get back to focusing on getting a certain brunette in my bed.

A/N: I hope you like it. I'm trying to update once a day when I can. ENJOY!