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Chapter 9

Please, let me go

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Are you ready, Steele?" Taylor asked, while looking at her with a soft look in his eyes.

Ana let out a deep breath and looked up at him. She was seated in one of the chairs in 'The SPHERE', her eyes scanning her surroundings.

She had never seen anything like this place before. Sure, the FBI buildings were impressive too. However, this prison… wow. It did not look like a prison at all.

"Steele?"

Ana nodded in response." Yes, I'm ready." She replied and got up from her seat." Does Christian know I'm here?"

"Yes, I've told him."

As a sigh escaped her lips, she locked eyes with Taylor." Has he eaten and drunk already? What about medical treatment?" she asked.

Taylor cleared his throat, and placed a hand on her upper arm." Ehmm… the doctor is with him now. He'll be done soon enough."

"And?" Ana said and looked at him questioningly." Have you guys given him water to drink? That's very important, you know."

Ana attempted to act nonchalantly, but Taylor noticed that she was worried about Christian. What really happened between the two? He wondered if she had gotten attached to the target during her assignment in that little town.
Ana had spent more than two months with Christian, most of the time alone with him in the farm house. Was it possible that 'something' sparked between the two?

He was taken out of his thoughts by Ana's voice." Taylor?" she asked impatiently, while raising an eyebrow.

"Uh… no, he hasn't consumed anything yet."

"What?" Ana shouted, as her brows scrunched together." And why the fuck not? Are you people crazy?!"

Taylor was taken aback by her outburst and put his hands in front of him in defense." Steele, don't get so worked up, OK?"

"I will get worked up about it! What's wrong with you people? Give him some water at least!" she hissed and gritted her teeth.

"We have, OK... but he wants you to bring the food for him. Only you, Steele... that's his demand, remember?" Taylor explained, making her heart sink into her chest.

"What the fuck! But why? What's wrong with your prisoner, Taylor?"

It was then, when an agent walked in with a cart with food, water, juice and bottles with soda.

"Steele, look the food has arrived."

Ana glared at Taylor." What? I'm not a maid, you know."

"I know, would you just work with me… please?" Taylor said, and looked at her with pleading eyes.

Ana rolled her eyes at him… he was giving her that sad, puppy dog eyes look.

At one point she threw her hands up in the air and groaned aloud." Whatever! Let's just do it, OK Taylor! I wanna get it over with." Ana spat." Lead the way, Sir."

"Steele, wait. What about security? Do you want protection when you're with him in his cell?" Taylor asked, really concerned.

Ana shook her head." No, I do not want protection… and please don't cuff him. Let him eat and drink freely."

"But…" Taylor began, but she didn't let him finish and cut him off.

Ana shook her head." No, do not cuff him, Taylor." She ordered and locked eyes with him." He's not gonna do anything. Christian won't hurt me."

"Are you sure, Steele?" he questioned, and was genuinely concerned about her safety." The thing with his brother... what if he blames you?"

As those words reached her ears, Ana cleared her throat, her heart pounding wildly against her chest.

"I'm sure. And let's be clear about one thing... I'm not afraid of him, OK?" she remarked." Believe me, he won't try anything. He won't hurt me."

Taylor didn't look a hundred percent convinced, but he trusted Ana and her instincts. So, he told an agent to lose Christian's handcuffs.

"He does not blame me. I don't know why you all would even think that he would hurt me." she muttered under her breath, and followed Taylor to Christian's cell.

'He's not that monster anymore.' were the words that swirled around Ana's head at that moment.

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A few minutes later, Ana stood in front of Christian's prison cell. Before stepping inside, she took in a few deep breaths and nervously ran a hand through her dark chestnut-colored locks.

When the door slid open with a beeping sound, her heart pounded against her chest. She grabbed the cart with food and pushed it inside…

The second her eyes landed on him, Ana's throat hitched in her throat.

Christian...

A small smile instantly appeared on Christian's face, when he saw her. 'Ana... Beautiful, sweet Ana.' he thought.

"You look like shit, Christian." Ana pointed out, deliberately attempting to hide her emotions." Haven't you taken care of yourself?"

Christian looked at her with those piercing gray eyes, making her knees almost give out.

'Fuck! Why does he STILL have such an effect on me? Like seriously, Ana?!' She scolded herself mentally.

She didn't want him to know that, so Ana deliberately avoided Christian's gaze and began to put the water and juice on the table.

"So, let's see what we have here…uhmm." Ana said and looked at the food, while placing them on the table." We have bread and let's see… oh, steak! Also there's soda and a candy bar, and…" she announced, but he gently cut her off.

"You look beautiful, Ana..."

She almost choked on air, as those words reached her ears.

Ana's eyes fluttered shut for a moment and she kept avoiding his gaze.

"Will you please look at me?" he insisted." Please... Ana?"

She let out a deep breath and finally locked eyes with him.

"There... I'm so happy to see you, Ana." Christian pointed out, and looked at her lovingly, openly examining every inch of her gorgeous face.

"Stop it." Ana demanded." Stop fucking looking at me like that!"

Christian chuckled, but he had a very sad look on his face. "Still feisty as ever… and that dirty mouth of yours. Guess that wasn't an act. Right, Ana?"

Those accusing words cut right through Ana's heart and soul...

In a flash, she noticed the hurt in his eyes. Yes, of course Christian felt betrayed... Ana saw it, and that made her feel horrible!

"I was doing my job. I did n-nothing wrong." She pointed out, her voice shaky and then Ana turned her face the other way, so she didn't have to look him in the eyes any longer.

'Coward!' She scolded herself mentally.

"By kissing me? And touching me the way you had? That was your job?!" he accused, but his voice didn't sound harsh or angry. Instead, his voice sounded like he was hurt… by her." Nothing wrong with that? Seriously, Ana?!"

"Stop it! Shut the fuck up. You know that they record everything in here and they can hear what we're saying! Just stop it, now." Ana warned, and threw daggers with her eyes at him.

"I don't care, Ana... if they record us or not. I really don't care."

"Christian" She warned once more.

He let out a deep breath and locked eyes with her." And to be honest, I don't know why you're angry with me. I wasn't the one who got you arrested." He pointed out." I wasn't the one who tricked YOU into trusting me. I wasn't the one who seduced you. And most importantly, I was not the one who betrayed you.. now was I?"

Ana's eyes instantly fluttered shut at that. After a few seconds though, she opened them, her eyes locking onto his." Christian… I.." she began, but wasn't able to continue.

For the first time in her life, she was completely tongue tied.

"I don't wanna fight, Ana. Why don't you take a seat. Please?" Christian asked, his voice trembling heavily, while a storm raged behind his gray eyes.

She bit her bottom lip and did as he asked of her." Fine, why don't you dig in, Christian. You must be famished."

"OK, because you asked, I'll eat." Christian replied and got up to wash his hands first in the corner of the prison cell.

When Christian turned his back, Ana did her very best to push her tears back. She was in deep shit right now. He was incarcerated for God knows how long and he used to be The BRATVA's leader. He's a criminal and yet all she was thinking about right now was how much she wanted him. God, she wanted him!

She still did. She still had very strong feelings for Christian.

Ana didn't regret that she had taken on the assignment two months ago, because she had done what no one, no man was able to.

She had single handedly brought him in. The head of Bratva...

However, it came with a price.

Ana had lost her heart to Christian Grey in the process… Fuck.

She tried to convince herself that her hormones were the evil-doer; that's why she felt the way she felt. Ana thought that as soon as she didn't spend every waking hour with him anymore—like she had done in that little town, her attachment to Christian would evaporate into thin air.

Boy, was she wrong about that!

It dawned on Ana just now, when she looked into his beautiful, gray eyes that she still wanted him like she had done, during her assignment. It wasn't only a strong physical attraction between her and Christian.

No, she wanted him for him… because she cared about him. Fuck...

She was taken out of her thoughts by his voice.

"So, let's have lunch, Ana. Like old times. R'member?" Christian asked and took a seat, while locking eyes with her.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" she accused, while standing up and glaring at him." What is it? Huh? Is this payback?! Because I brought you in?! Is that it? Or because what happened to your brother?! Tell me..."

In response, Christian let out a deep breath and shook his head." Why are you ruining our lunch, Ana? Huh? Can't we have a civil meal togeth...?" he asked, but she cut him off very harshly.

"Stop saying my name like that. And stop staring... Stop looking at me like that with those… those eyes of yours. Just stop everything!" Ana snapped, her voice shaky, while throwing daggers at Christian with her eyes.

Why was he doing this?! Ana just wanted him to stop. All of it. It was so hard to push back the tears, but fortunately she managed to do so.

He sighed and pointed out." You did not have a problem with me saying your name like that, while we were intim…" he began, but she cut him off once more.

"Please, Christian. Let me go." Ana said and looked at him with pleading eyes.

At hearing that, he suddenly got up and walked over to where she stood. Ana's chest began to heave dangerously. God, he was really going for it...

When Christian reached her, he invaded her personal space. He was standing way too close... and was radiating heat, his eyes boring into hers, and then he cupped her face with one hand. The second his calloused fingers gently collided with her cheek, Ana felt as if the room had caught fire, the air so thick with tension, you probably could cut it with a knife.

As he leaned into her, Ana's heart almost leaped out of her chest from anticipation…

All Ana wanted to do right now was to grab Christian's face roughly and kiss him senseless on the spot. He looked at her with those piercing eyes of his and brought his lips slowly towards her ear, his hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin there...

Ana stood in her spot, holding her breath, as if she was paralyzed, unable to say or do anything at that very moment.

When Christian's lips reached her left ear, he whispered." No, I'm never letting you go, my beautiful Ana... don't you know? You are MINE."

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