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Putting Down Roots:
Chapter Nine: Follow me, where I go:
C POV:
As I help Ana, if that's what I'm doing, by chopping this pesky vegetable, which she assures me makes the greatest slaw? I hack at the damned thing and I am getting nowhere fast, other than to the end of my patience and that's when she comes behind me, holds my arms and positions the knife at the edge of the cabbage. The electricity pumping through my body is enough to light the whole fucking town. Then as she rocks into me, I have to fight hard to reel in the need to have her on this counter top and do what my dick wants me to do so desperately, to be inside her.
"Ana, I think I have it now, please step back, you are doing things to me, things I'm fighting hard to control."
"Ha, really all it takes is me chopping vegetables to turn you on, wow, watch me grate them there carrots, you are going to explode, oh and when I slice the onion, apple and then the celeriac, lord help you." She laughs and continues to help me chop.
"Ana, I mean it Baby; please step away from my ass with that body of yours."I called her baby again...
"What if I want you to do that with me, Christian?" What...?
"It won't happen, Ana..." Not without her being fully informed of my past, a past I don't want to throw at Ana just yet and have her run...
"No, it won't happen tonight, is what you meant to say Mr Grey. Consider your card marked it will happen..." She fucking went there and now I want her more...
"Really Miss Steele, so even after my explaining some of my more deviant side, for the want of a better word, it hasn't changed your opinion of me?"
"I don't know that a person's past can, nor should it dictate how you walk the road you have yet left to travel. Christian, everyone has baggage, everyone has some sort of past." She walks back to her vegetable chopping, as I finally slice this damned thing paper thin, I smile and think about what she has just said. "See you are thinking about it, you have gone from spoiling the task in front of you, to actually doing it right. All it took you was half a cabbage to learn how to do it the right way."
"Yes, but I ruined half a cabbage doing it."
"So, this is like the half glass full or empty thing, Christian. I see it like this, I only needed that half, so with that in mind, the half I want you sliced it perfectly, you are learning a different way to cope or chop and will make the odd mistake or rash comment or decision; it's the learning curve thing we all go through. Consider the other half is like your past, you learnt from your past mistakes, or if you will, the life choices you made and want to change. Oh, and for your information, that isn't a waste because it can go and feed the pet goat I have in the yard."
"So, my past is just fit for goat food? What sort of metaphor is that?" She laughed and she put all the scraps into a pail, including my half assed first attempt at chopping vegetables. She opened the door and led me to a gated area at the side of their house and there was indeed a goat... It wasn't a joke, she actually had a goat...
"Meet Winnie, who needs milking, can you pass me the stool there and the clean pail, she needs emptying twice a day. Have you ever had fresh goats milk Christian, it's really refreshing and it's the only milk Ash can now tolerate, so that is why we got Miss Winnie here?"
"I don't believe so, and I do not believe I am sat watching you milk a goat."
"You haven't lived until you have, come in, watch and learn. I swear you will never want to leave and will be begging me for an invite back."
"Really it's that good?"
"No not really, but it's the highlight of my day, here in Hicksville." She laughs and as she does, a shot of warm liquid hits me in the face and not the usual warm mess either.
"Miss Steele that was dirty trick, I am sorry Miss Winnie, she is being very rude wasting your wares, quit it Anastasia. I don't think your father would believe I need another set of clothes, not two days in a row, do you?" She shakes her head
"Get in here Christian, and sit down she only bites people who don't give her food, give her the pail of scraps and she will love you unconditionally."
"Metaphors again?"
"Nope, pure facts, feed her, love her and keep her warm and she gives you all this goodness. It's a simple exchange, you get out of life what you put into it!" I get in and give her goat her food and as she said, Miss Winnie settled down, and I watched Ana milking her goat and if I thought her washing my car was hot, fuck me, her squeezing and pulling the goats udder things was off the charts. Get down boy and stay down. She turned her head and smiled.
"Do I have to hose you down again Christian? You get turned on by the craziest things, washing a car, chopping vegetables and now milking a goat. What the hell were you like with the kinky stuff, hard as nails all the time?"
"I will have you know that usually I am very good and very skilled in keeping him under control, it's you doing this to me." I have never met a woman so forthright and honest, crap she's biting her fucking lip and milking a goat, I am going to blow my none too controlled load at any minute, what the fuck is she doing to me?
"Get down here and learn this, it may take your problem away, then we have to finish dinner or your father will think me a very bad host."
"Okay, I think I can actually do that, it looks doable." With a hard on, it's hard to sit down, how I managed that I do not know, because it wasn't very easy. "You make it look so..." She cuts me off laughing again.
"...Yeah all boys think it's easy and that it's like getting off, you will be surprised to learn that it isn't, there's just the two motions squeeze and pull down, they reverse on their own when you let go. Unlike the male penis, which needs beating, which is like more like making cheese and butter in the churn, that I find boys, do so well? Up and down fast and slow, that they seem to master it so well..." She is fucking adorable.
"Anastasia..."
"Christian..." I leant over and kissed her. Her mouth needed silencing before I did something more. Then as we were mid make out, the damned goat lost her temper, as Ana squeezed too tightly and interrupted a very enjoyable kiss, her lips are so soft and I want more. "It seems Miss Winnie, doesn't like being ignored. I think she's on empty now Christian." I will also be empty in a moment.
"Can I use your bathroom please Ana?" I swear I have never had to do this, not since I was that troubled teenage. Then I had some sort of epiphany, was I reliving the days I should have had as a teenager now, now that I had finally come to my senses about Elena and the path I chose to take, the path she led me down, so long ago? Fuck, if I break out in zits and start acting like Elliot, I think that may just be the case.
"Sure, follow me, see you later Miss W, and behave." I take hold of the pail of milk and Ana reaches up and kisses my cheek. "You look troubled, are we taking this too quickly, this getting to know you thing?" She asks as her hand skims my cheek where she has just kissed me.
"No, I just wondered about the path thing you mentioned, is it hard to take another path, after only walking the one?"
"Nope, well at least I don't think so, not if it's what you want Christian, but if you want the other stuff, that's okay too, you didn't hurt anyone did you? They got something out of it and you did, but please don't ask me to understand it, I don't think I ever will, and no I doubt I would want to try it either. If that's what you were hoping for to change my mind, then I'm sorry Christian, it isn't for changing?"
"I don't want to change you Ana, I want to change myself."
I do that isn't a lie and I need her help doing it, and I think she is helping me to change all ready. Wow, that was better than a cold fucking shower. She placed the milk in a large pitcher and pointed to the downstairs wash room. I look at the house they call home, and then realise this house, this home is unique and beautiful and in each room there it seems, is something quirky! In here, it is a beaver on a plague. I'd have to ask, as I looked at it, had they shot that poor fucker too? It plays a song, much like the singing fish and lobster Elliot bought dad for his birthday one year. The damned thing is fucking annoying and there is no off button, because now its loud and annoying, I wish I hadn't felt the childish need to press the button and shit, now I couldn't turn it off. I wash and wipe my hands and go to join Ana, who is laughing at my embarrassment as the damned thing finally shuts up...
"Primus's; Wynona's Big Brown Beaver, if you were wondering what the tune was, it was a joke gift for Adams twenty first from the guys in his unit? You see, he doesn't cheat on Georgia and well the guys always say a guy can never have too much beaver, so they got that for him. It replaced Dad's singing Billy Bass thing, which I think it actually did go floating down the river during one of Adam and Dad's weekend cook off's."
"Sorry, but I thought for a minute you may have shot it. I pressed the titty button that said press if I wanted more beaver, as it suggested and well..." Embarrassed again, shut up mouth...
"Hahahaha, oh god Christian you are priceless. The only thing that has ever been actually shot at in this house is Adam, in the butt, whilst he was teaching Georgia how to shoot jars off the back fence, he was putting them back on the fence, when he cut his finger and shouted shit, she thought he said shoot and she did she winged his right butt cheek. I was so damned funny."
"Your brother getting shot was funny?"
"That time yes, he always said she couldn't hit anything smaller than a barn door, we now call him Barn Butt. I dare you to ask him during dinner. How does your dad like his steak, my two have it medium rare and you, how do you like yours?"
"That's fine for both of us too. Ana can I ask you, were you serious about the not being bothered by my past, even if what I told you was just the tip of the iceberg, and that there's more to it?"
"I judge people on how they are now, past sins are that, if you learnt from it and moved on then yes I will be fine with your past. I have a feeling you have discussed this with a shit load of experts right?"
"You would never believe me if I told you how much time and money I have spent Baby, I have so many fucking issues, you would never believe it."
"You should have moved here years ago then, we shoot from the hips and tell it as it is here in Montesano and we don't charge for the advice either. How about one day next week, I take you to dinner and we talk. That is, if you don't mind me asking you out, how about the weekend?"
"No, I can't my staff are moving in at the weekend and I can't wait that long to see you again. I have your horse's coming on Wednesday, how about then, that is if you still want to stable them with me?"
"Yes, thank you I do, which brings me to some good news, which Christian, it seems to have been ignored, whilst we talked about other things. All the land on this side of the road we own, it was always my moms, because Granny Mae used our mother's money, just to buy it from under my dad's nose, how bad was that? She'd had the nerve to declare my mother mentally incapacitated and swindled Mom out of her inheritance. She denied us too, declaring my mother had died without issue and well thanks to Mr Fisher, he stopped her plans before she had a chance of running and selling everything. We own a bank, the Wilkes Banking Group. That's the advice I wanted to ask you about, is it worth selling it and before you ask, I would be letting people off with their debts if we kept hold of it. I think it needs to be sold. We are not big city bankers Christian, god have I got something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You own the bank that a friend of mine has wanted to buy for years. It's a private bank, who deal with the over rich of Seattle and half of America. I have two of my accounts there..." Do they know what they are sitting on? I am stunned that my girl shit my girl, do I want her to have that title? Yes, is the simple answer... I listen as she talks, my girl is talking.
"She couldn't sell it without raising suspicions apparently and according to Mr Fisher, it is a good bank, but I have never heard of it. It must be good though, they put ten million dollars in Adams account this morning, which he loves. Dad, well he went a pale bluely green sort of a colour and Ash finally got his finger off of his phone for a minute. They, the bank, somehow didn't know my grandmother was a fraud, all thanks to your fathers partner and Granny Mae's lover, and it is why your father and his firm offered us the money, money we don't need, as we have enough to last us a life time without that or the money we get from the bank sale..." I am stunned into near silence as I sit on the stool and run my hands through my hair, fuck, they know nothing about the banking world, if word gets out it may even crash one of the oldest banks in America...
"Do you remember me telling you I don't give my custom to banks?" She nodded as she peppered the steaks.
"Yes, well you bank somewhere though, right unless you own a bank?"
"No Ana, I don't own a bank, but my private account is held at the WBG. It's a private banking group. They also have my sisters trust fund account in hand too and my father's accounts."
"Oh and it's bad that we idiots are now your bankers yes?" God she is good and thank fuck she knows what a big deal this is, she just doesn't realise how big.
"No, no Ana it can be run by a board of directors for you, you never have to worry about it, because they could and they would run it for you. I have a friend interested in buying into it, Phillip Choy, is the friend in question. He is a very good at what he does, he is an Asian banker who wants a good foothold in America and I would still keep my money with the group, whether you own it or he does. I trust you Ana and your family, you are as honest and as forthright as the day is long. So, can you trust me and speak to Phillip and let me call him for you?"
"Crap, fuck and buggery doo dah, this is why I had to ask someone. I, oh god Christian, I feel sick at the thought of all that money, fucking hell and shit fess, if you bank there how much is the bank worth?"
"It's one of the best, if not the best of the private banks here in America, there are a few really good private banking groups, one in London, a few in Switzerland and several in the far east and Europe, but only four or five here in America. How did you not know your grandfather was a banking billionaire?" She ran as I said the billionaire thing, she ran to the toilet and began vomiting, so I called for Ray, who came running in like the house was on fire.
"What's the matter Annie?"
"She is being sick I think, in there with the beaver...?"
"WHY?" He shouted at me...
"I told her that the bank she wants me to advise her on, is worth more than she thought, as she hasn't seen a branch in any of the cities she has been in, so I told her the reason for that is that it's a private bank and one that I use." My father came in behind me and heard the conversation. Surely, he knew Mae Wilkes owned the bank, because I did, I just didn't know she was related to Anastasia. Heck, I didn't put the two together, as they are Steele's. Carla Mae was a Steele and as far as he and I were aware, Mae's daughter had died after spending time in an asylum. My father had not had a lot to do with her being that she was Alex's client. I had wondered when she said her grandmother was called Mae, if in fact, they were one in the same person, it's not a common name here?
"I bank there, as do my firm and most of the bigger companies do, is it your bank the one you were asking about?" I see the same worry in my father's face, shit Dad you dropped the ball big time, just when did he realise they owned the bank? He spoke next.
"I was coming down to ask you what you intended doing with the banking group in particular. When we realised Carla had died having leaving behind children and that all the reports were faked, I know your grandmother in the social sense, she never mentioned having a family, though she did say her daughter had died. I wasn't her attorney and though I was saddened to hear of her daughters passing, I never checked for my shame, it was my grandfather who was friends with Mr Wilkes. Alex could have cost a lot of people a lot of money. My firm may have made a lot of mistakes, this could cost us millions, if not billions Chris. The banking group is a massive financial institution. Mae Wilkes and Alex Ward were very clever in their fraud. They both got very rich illegally."
"No matter, its being sorted now, but Christian says its big and too big for us bumpkins to run?" My father nodded, I shrugged my shoulders.
"Well, as Annie said we hadn't heard of it before, we thought it was like a small thing. Annie, are you alright?" Ray was worried.
"Dad, we need to sell it and as soon as possible, oh god there was me thinking we were in charge of a nickel and dime bank local cooperative thing, oh god..." Good they realise, without us having to tell them. I would help if they did want to keep it, however they don't, that much I see from the look of worry on Ray's face.
"Ana, please don't worry, Phillip is a good man, please ask my father because he represents him."I try to reason with her, ease her mind and help her, shit wait until she realises just how rich she is, they are I mean.
"Choy, well that's good, he is a very shrewd business man. We took him on as his American business lawyers. He will offer you what it's worth, he isn't a shark, he is adding to his banking groups and his investment portfolio is as good as Christian's and he is as rich as Christian, if not richer. Ana, please come out, you have nothing to worry about. I happen to know Christian knows a thing or two about investing money. He won't steer you wrong." She came out of the toilet and looked blue around the gills.
"Annie, don't fret baby girl, can you set up the meeting with him Chris, if you will? All will be right with the world tomorrow, now are we ready for throwing the steaks on the grill? It will be nice and hot." Her father hugged her and her tiny frame was swallowed up in the hug.
"Well, I guess we could offer the new owners more than Appleby's farm is worth and not miss it?" Money talks, Adam it can't help trying I think, but don't say, just as Dad starts shouting, well using his lawyer voice...
"What, no, no you can't have it. I mean, sorry... Let me explain, Grace and I are moving here in two weeks. We still have Grey Cottage, but it will be our second home and we are selling your grandparents place Christian, and we are all moving in here, my in-laws want to live here full time too. Christian, they need more looking after and well, after your mothers bad year last year, we have decided to semi retire, I bought McDougal's practice and will work there, and your mom has been looking at offices here, she is looking to run a free clinic for women and children of the area. It was meant to be a surprise, surprise Chris!"
"What, the fuck, why...?" I am stunned and shocked. Christian Grey is speechless...
"You bought it, Mr Grey, I mean Carrick, how when he only died days ago?" Ana asks as she unwraps herself from her father's arms. She looks at me and smiles.
"We did, as I said we knew, sorry know your grandmother socially. Though I never heard you mentioned by her at all, we knew obviously because her late husband was our client, that she lost her troubled daughter, a few years after her husband and she never mentioned her having a family, now I know why. Your grandfather was my father's old friend, he and Ward also grew up together and the three of them were like brothers, he trusted the wrong old school friend it seems to look out for your mother and her interests. I am getting off point here, hell, she and Grace were talking and the property was mentioned months ago, when Chris bought his place. You see Grace wanted a place to be near him, so we asked for the first refusal on it, Grace fell in love with it." Ana looked a little perkier...
"If she loves it, then why are you altering it?"
"We aren't, well not what we saw anyway, it's perfect as it is, well it was when we flew over in Charlie Tango, Mia has a place for her horses and the place has everything we have at the other places. We have yet to see inside, as we only ever saw the images Mae showed Grace."
"Wow, then if you promise not to knock it down and live in it and promise that it isn't to be a vacation home, then welcome home Carrick. Christian are you alright?" I am stunned they did this behind my back and Mia can't keep a secret, so she is in the dark, what about Elliot, was he in on it? Then I remember their request...
"I thought you borrowed my helicopter and Stephan to fly across to Portland, Mom couldn't stand the car ride?"
"We did and did a detour over the place, and your mountain which is massive by the way! Did you really think Mama Grace would let her boy loose in the wild west here, you know she buys wherever you buy. You know how much you mean to her Son, she needs to protect you, you are her little boy, no matter how old and ornery you get and are with us, she feels the need nurture you kids. Besides, as Ana says it feels like home and a place we will be able to relax in. We all needed a change Christian, and to get away from Seattle before it kills us. Are you angry Son?"
"No, just shocked, given I hadn't even decided to move here until three days ago..."
"...You only decided three days ago Christian?" Ana asks.
"Yes, I needed this place and the calm it brought to my life, like I said it felt like home as soon as I saw it. Well, it seems there will be an excellent lawyer Mr Steele and one hell of a free clinic. Now did you say you were grilling?" I will be having words with my mother, and yes Ana I decided when I met you, that this place was worth staying in...
"What, yes Son I am, medium rare or what?" Both my father and I smiled and said It was fine, wow I am shocked at my mother's need to mother me for want of a better word, then I think, yep, she shares New York with me, she has a place next door in Aspen, so why would here be any different?
"So, Mr Grey can you still represent us? It's just Michael said your firm would, are you retiring from the firm there?" Adam asked my father.
"No, I will be semi retired, perhaps put in a couple of days there and work here the rest of the time, do a little fishing, and generally enjoy life. My wife had a cancer scare last year, so she has been cutting down her hours at Seattle North Western and she has been researching the need for a clinic here or in one of the other local towns."
"I will fund it Dad, if that's what she wants to do, as long as she has help?" I offered.
"So will we, we can do it together, Mom would have liked the idea of giving back here, especially to the children, so what do you think Daddy?"Ana is now much happier and her smile, god that smile.
"Fine Baby Girl, we it seems are wealthier than we need to be." Ha, they haven't a clue as to how fucking wealthy they will be...
"Will you retire Mr Steele?" I ask, because he could if he wanted too, but I think I know the answer all ready. He is busy grilling...
"Hell no, and its Ray please, now help yourself to the fixings, your steaks are ready, how about a beer Carrick?"
"I am driving, I'd better not."
"Hell, you can walk down the road to Chris's place and Annie here will drive you, she doesn't drink, do you Baby Girl?" I smiled as she rolled her eyes.
"Not a lot no Daddy. Please come through." Ash came back as we were sitting down.
"Christian, your place is awesome; I mean it really is awesome. Barney said I could start as soon as I finish college, if my grades were still good. Wow steak, can I throw myself one on Ana?" Talkative Ash, well he now seems like the male equivalent of Mia... Hyper mad.
"Yes, and calm down, it was that good was it?" She mouthed thank you as she put her hand on my thigh then rubbed it tenderly, get down beast...
"Did he mention we are diversifying into the on line gaming market? Is that what grabbed your attention Ashley?" I focus on the talk, not her wandering hand.
"What, well yeah, that and the crap he has in that basement, it is straight out of Area 51, he has the latest gadgets and wow Mel, do you know she is a Black Hat Hacker?"
"I do, apparently one of the best or she was before she joined my securities team. Welcome to the company then." He was not as quite now, as he talked constantly as he sat and piled the food on this plate.
"So, when were you hoping to move Dad?" I look at Ana and my eyes pleaded with her to stop, before I have to pay the beaver a visit, the one in the bathroom, unfortunately.
"We gave the old owner, well the family Steele, ten days, but take as long as you want Ana."
"We can be out sooner, I just didn't want to empty it, but now I am looking forward to it. Dad can we buy the old storage place just out of town and move it all there, after the funeral on Thursday?" I hadn't thought to ask when it was, the funeral...
"I don't see why not, Adam has all ready earmarked some things for his and Georgia's new place and I believe young Christian here is having the piano, Ana seems to think you will look after it for Ole Gabe?" She smiles and finally stops rubbing my damned leg.
"Ana, I can't take that. It means too much to you."
"That is why we are gifting it to you, to play and look after it. It was going to be a surprise for housing the horses for me. Surprise..." She smiles, stop Ana please, that's just as bad as the leg rub.
"Sorry Baby Girl, I didn't mean to ruin the surprise on purpose. Now Carrick, fishing do you like it and hunting?"
"Fishing yes, hunting no, Grace is very anti gun and it sort of rubbed off on us too." Ray answers my father and unnecessary defends his right to bear arms...
"Here it's a way of life. We hunt to eat not for pleasure, plus I have to be armed for duty."
"I don't disapprove of it for that reason, as you say it's a necessity, but Grace when we were in Detroit, she spent many hours in surgery patching up children who had been shot, so she has seen the bad side of our gun laws, and Americas right to bear arms policy. I don't have one, but it's your right to have and use them, now, how about the Mariners then?" Thank god, Dad shifted the mood...
We ate the meal and our father discussed the Mariners in depth, Adam went to visit Georgia and Ash scooted off to his rooms after he'd pot washed, his friend Kelley was on line. Ana and I went for a walk before dessert. Her cherry pie is the best I am told... As we walked along the river, I held her hand, a sappy thing to do really, but as we walked in silence, it seemed like the right thing to do, then we came to a fallen tree she sat down and I sat by her side nervously fidgeting. This seems like something I would have done in my teens, this is something I should have done in my teens. Is karma at play here and it is giving me a rerun and a do over, I hope the spots stay at bay this time?
"You're quiet Christian, is something bothering you, your money is safe we are not bankers and yes, speak to Mr Choy for us please?"
"No, no Baby it's not worrying me at all."
"Baby, you keep saying that, am I your Baby then?" I wrap my arm around her waist and hold her to me.
"If you want to give it a go, I mean you and me doing the dating, I mean I can try, I really want to try Ana, if you want that is?" I squeeze her tighter.
"I want to, but I need you to be honest with me, in everything you do and everything you have done, I want to know about the things that will or may hinder our future, should we have one that is?" Her hand strokes my leg, damn this is harder than it looks being a near thirty year old teenager.
"You, you really want to know what's under the tip of the iceberg?"
"Yes, but not until you are ready, then you can tell me."
"What like, the things that make me tick, the things that I did and the reason my mother feels the need to protect me, and the shrinks I have seen, those things?"
"Yep, those things and in return I will do the same... In fact I will start. During my time at college I was the object of someone's affection, the person in question was obsessed with me. He would leave gifts and cards at my home, by the mailbox and in it. It turned out that he was a teaching assistant in college, Kyle Harris, he was a nice guy, quiet and shy, he kept himself to himself and was the last person my father and I suspected of this stalking thing he had going on, it was harmless at first the gift giving and the notes.
Then I started dating a guy, Eric Walsh, he was one of the cool guys at college and my dad approved, we went on a couple of dates and on one of them his car was wrecked, all as we sat and ate at a diner. It was wrecked Christian, paint everywhere, all his tires were slashed and all the windows were put through. Dad came and got us, he had too, when my picture was found, minus the eyes. It was placed under the wiper blade. Needless to say, Eric dumped me because I was a trouble he didn't need. Then in the second year it escalated to death threats to the guys who did ask me out, if I didn't stop sleeping my way around college they would suffer and so would I for being unfaithful, which was a damned lie.
Every boy gave me a wide birth, especially after two more dates were attacked. Then in the final week, the week we were graduating, Kyle presented me with a very beautiful necklace and began declared his undying love for me after the class had gone and the teacher had left, but during this declaration, he called me his precious one and the alarm bells began to ring. We thought it was a Lord of the rings stalker, because he kept writing for my precious one, on the damned things he sent me, the panties and underwear sets, the slutty tops and the more intimate photos he posted on notice boards, he must have been on the river at the back and photographed me getting changed. I mean, he had been that close to me in classroom and I had never even guessed it was him because he was too nice.
Then when I saw the look in his eye and the knife in his hand I thought fuck me I am dead here. I had to calm him down and hope to god someone came back to the classroom. He then threatened me when I turned his advances down, then it got nasty he used a cloth with chloroform on and knocked me out, apparently he was parked off campus as they wouldn't allow him to park in the teachers car park, thankfully for me or I would have been dead I think?
He apparently left me bound and gagged with your kinky stuff, another reason I don't wish to try it, the ball gag the ropes and god those things he clamped on my breasts were horrid. I came around a little and somehow attracted the tutor's attention, I was apparently kicking the metal supply cupboard he had me stashed in whilst he went for his damned car, she raised the alarm and he went on the run, later he... He jumped of a building on campus when security and police found him, he was deluded and rambling he'd rather die than live without me and jumped before he was taken. So that's my secret what's yours Christian?"
Fuck, she told me, now do I tell her everything and risk losing her before anything starts, shit it has started, what do I do?
Truth or lie... Do or die... What will Grace think of Ana after Carrick tells her, he thinks her son is in love?
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