"Ana, I know it's a long shot, but would you give me another chance? Start new with me?" he asked?

Ana gasped aloud as Christian awaited her answer.

She was in complete shock. Three years ago she would have killed to have Christian ask her to be with him again. She wanted that. She loved him so much. Her heart was always his. It always belonged to him and no matter what happened, it would always be his. Nothing, nor anyone could cause her to forget him. He was it for her. She knew it without a trace of doubt. They were two halves of the same whole. They were soulmates. She loved him and no matter what, she couldn't get over that.

At the same time however, her heart was shattered by him. She couldn't forget her love for him, but she also couldn't forget the heart wrenching pain she endured. That experience altered her in ways she had yet to comprehend. Could she trust her fragile heart in his hands again? Would he take care of it? Or would she be broken again? She was one hundred percent sure that if she said yes and he broke her heart again, she wouldn't be able to come back from it. She had endured too much, suffered too much. Her heart suffered a lifetime's worth of heartache.

She sighed loudly before replying, "Christian, I want to say yes. So badly. But right now, I can't. And before you say anything, it's not because of you. At least not completely."

"I don't understand Ana," said Christian.

He couldn't look her in the eyes. He knew that this was the answer he was going to get. He knew that he had done too much to her, hurt her too badly. He wasn't expecting to hear "yes". She knew that he was too screwed up to be with. He didn't deserve her love, and clearly, he wasn't going to get it.

"Christian, please hear me out before you start on your usual self-loathing bullshit. Don't even try to deny it," she said quickly when he opened his mouth to protest.

"I know you. Better than most. And I know that you're probably thinking that it's you. It's not. I need time. I need to figure out me first. Figure out who I am. Who Anastasia Steele is. All my life I've been somebody's something, somebody's daughter, or lack thereof, in the case of Carla, someone's best friend, girlfriend, fiancé. I haven't had the time to be me. And I need that. Need to figure out who I am without anyone before I can be with someone. Please understand."

"Ana," started Christian, "I do, more than you know. But know this, I am going to wait for you. Fight for you. Earn your trust, your love back. I messed up, I gave up on us because I was scared but I want to prove to you that the only thing that frightens me now, is losing you. You were, are and always will be it for me. I shouldn't have slept with those women, I shouldn't have pushed you away, and I shouldn't have lied to you, deceived you. But I swear on my life, I am going to make it up to you. One way or another Ana, I will become the man you can love."

"Oh Christian," said Ana in a voice that trembled with her unshed tears, "You need to stop hating yourself. I fell for you hard and fast all those years ago. I do not regret it. You're an easy man to love. But in order for you to have love in your life, of any kind, you have to start loving yourself. Yeah, you hurt me those years ago, but you did it to protect me. There is so much about you that's good and pure. You have to learn to accept that. Learn to see the good in you."

"Ana, I don't deserve love. I'm messed up. I treated you like crap. I slept with other women. How can you say that there is good in me?"

"Because Christian, I see it. Kate and Elliot sees it, Mia, Grace, Carrick, Taylor, Gail, and Ros. We all see it. You are good. You do some much for so many. You think you're messed up and don't deserve love but you do, more than most. You had a shit start at life and that bitch Elena didn't help matters either. But at the end of the day, you bend over backwards for those you love. You killed someone for me Christian! Killed! That goes to show how far you would go for those you love. And while you slept with other women pisses me the fuck off, I could, maybe, at some very distant point in the future maybe forgive you for it," said Ana with a wink.

In all honesty, while she hated that he didn't come for her but decided to stay and try to heal himself with drunken sex, a small part of her understood his warped motives. He was trying his best to forget her. Move on. His self-hate and insecurities was the real force that drove them apart and the only way that they could be something in the future was if Christian dealt with that. Delved into his issues. Explore the hatred he feels towards himself. Finally talk about Elena and his mother. His burial of his emotions had led him to where he was today. He didn't face his feeling. He buried them and let the negativity of it all consume him. Christian Grey needed a lot of healing.

"Christian, I think you should start seeing Flynn again. You need to talk about Elena. About your mother. About Larson. You need to stop burying all your issues."

"Ana, I can't. I can't talk about those things. I just can't," he said in a voice that made Ana's heart break. He was scared. He knew that talking about it would bring up feelings that he worked so hard to bury. He would have to face all those demons that he ran hard and fast from. He would have to admit to all the things he and Elena did. Admit to feeling that untold satisfaction in seeing the life leave Larson's eyes. Admit to being glad that his mother was dead.

"Christian. I am telling you that you need to face all you shit in order to put it behind you. I am going to be here for you. No matter what. I want to be your friend Christian. We both have stuff to figure out. Then and only then can we entertain the possibility of being more. Being a couple."

"I can only promise to go see Flynn. But I'm a lost cause Ana. Not even John could help me. He tried. For years. And yet here I am, still the shell of a man that destroys anything he touches."

"Christian Trevelyan Grey, I am saying this once and only once. You did not destroy me. You may have broken my heart but I am back. And badder than ever. Don't you dare say that about yourself! Now get off your ass and call Flynn. I think twice a week should be sufficient!"

With those words, Ana collected her things and left.

Christian sat on the sofa for a while, staring out at Seattle. Night had fallen. They had been in his office for almost 3 hours. The Chinese that Andrea ordered was left untouched. Both didn't have any appetite. The conversation was much too deep and heavy to just pause for food. Ana had said that she was willing to try being friends. What kind of friend would he be? Could he really be what she needed? She claimed to see the good in him. But did it really exist? Could he really become the man that she could love? Could he be the man that Ana could fall for again? Could he make her happy?

With a heavy sigh, he lifted himself off his place on the sofa. He then walked to his liquor cabinet and emptied it. He place all his bottles, decanters, wines, scotch and brandy and placed them in a box. He sealed them then called Taylor, telling him to get rid of it as well as the ones in his apartment. He was through burying his sorrows in alcohol. He was going to take the steps he needed to take years ago. He was going to get help. He was going to heal.

He pulled out his blackberry and dialled the number he somehow always remembered. John was his biggest confidant for years. Ana was right. He needed to face his demons. Close the door to his past in order to have a future.

The phone rang twice before the British voice came through the speakers, "John Flynn speaking,"

"Hey John. It's me, Christian. I think that I need to see you again."

"Christian Grey, it's about time," chuckled John. "Call my office in the morning, we'll schedule you in."

"Thank you John. See you soon," he whispered.

"Christian, I am proud of you," said John which caused Christian to laugh. John always supported him. Even when he was a royal pain in the ass.

Christian then left his office. He finally felt like things were falling into place for him. Ana was back and was willing to explore a friendship with him. He and Elliot made peace. He was ready to face his demons. There was only one person he needed to talk to and he felt like doing that now.

With that thought in mind, he met Taylor in GEH lobby and told him of his plans. The drive was long and Christian was nervous. He had been a rotten person and he could only hope that he would be forgiven. He took a deep breath and walked to the door. He knocked steadily. Three years ago he would just walk in. But he didn't deserve that privilege anymore.

Grace opened the door with a loud gasp upon seeing her son. She had gotten used to seeing him at obligatory social events. He had distanced himself from her ever since his failed wedding day. She had tried going to him, surprise at the office, offered to take him to lunch but something always came up, a meeting, a conference call, a business lunch. She missed her son and seeing him on her doorstep looking sad, broken, guilty, nervous and scared all but broke her heart.

She quickly pulled him into her arms and let her tears run free. She sobbed uncontrollably as she positioned her on his chest, something he never once allowed. Her tears soaked his suit jacket but he didn't seem to care. He stroked her back, her hair and let her cry. She felt the tears hit her hair and with a gasp, realised her son was also in tears. Her always in control, strong son was crying with her. She missed her baby so much. Her lost boy was home and she couldn't be happier.

She pulled back from him and took his hand. She led him into the house. Neither one had said anything but they didn't need to. At least not yet. Carrick jumped to his feet upon seeing his crying wife and son, no doubt fearing the worst. Christian hung his head in shame. He had really messed up. How could he have pushed the only people that cared about so far out of his life? Not only did he hurt Ana, he hurt his parent, his siblings. It was a wonder that Taylor and Gail remained in his cluster fuck of a life!

"Mom, dad, I'm so so sorry. I've been a crap son to you. You didn't deserve the way that I treated you. You did nothing but love me, accept me, give me a home and I did nothing but push you away? Would you ever be able to forgive me?" Christian said in a shaky voice.

He watched as his mother moved into his father's arms. Their love was something Christian always admired. They may fight every once in a blue moon but at the end of the day, the only thing that mattered was the two of them. They loved, trusted and cared about each other so much, it was easy to see. Theirs was a love that he aspired to have. He wanted that with Ana.

"Three years Christian! Three whole years! That was how long I had to watch your mother cry herself to sleep!" began Carrick. Immediately Christian's heart sank. He had hurt them too much.

"You don't call or visit. We only see you every once in a while when you have no other option but to attend some event. You ignore your brother and your sister. You treat us like we never loved you, never gave you all you could need. You rejected us?" Continued Carrick in a soft voice.

Christian opened his mouth to apologise again but stopped when Carrick held up the hand not wrapped around his wife's shoulders.

"Like I said, we're the ones who loved you. And son, we always will. Just don't hurt us like that again," finished Carrick which had Christian's eyes flying up to meet his. His knees had gone weak. His father just welcomed him back.

"Christian, no matter what you do you will always be my son," said Grace. "From the moment I saw you, you were mine and there is nothing you can do to change that. It's my job as your mother to forgive and forget. Unconditional love. I signed those adoption papers years ago and made you mine. The past is the past. All that matters is you are here now. You're home."

"Mom, I'm so sorry. So so sorry," said Christian as he was pulled into the arms of his parents. They were careful not to touch his back or chest but for the first time, he wanted their touch. He needed it. He needed to show them how much they meant to him. How much he loved them.

He pushed all thoughts of the pain aside and gripped both their hands in either of his. He pulled Grace's hand first and slowly moved it towards his chest. Closing his eyes, he placed her tiny, well-manicured hand over his heart.

He gasped as the heat of it seared him but he pressed firmly against it when she tried to pull away. She was crying now. So was Carrick as Christian did the same to him. He pulled Carrick's hand and laid it next to Grace's. His parents were finally touching him. He felt the pain, but he felt their love to.

He had taken a huge step. He was finally getting to a place where he could feel a little contentment. He was taking baby steps, but he was well on his way to building the future he saw in his mind. A future where he was really and truly happy. Where he and Ana were together. Where he had children with her, grandchildren. Where he was the son his parents could be proud of, in every aspect, not just his business ventures. Where Elliot and Mia were glad to spend time with him. A future where he was both loved and able to give love.

Christian Grey was healing, slowly, but surely.

GREY, STEELE HOT AND HEAVY AGAIN!?

That's right Seattle, our favourite sexy billionaire may be finally off the market. Reports are in that Christian Grey and his former flame, the one and only Anastasia Steele may be back on. If you recall, the couple were well on their way to tying the knot when Christian Grey himself called off the wedding. According to our sources, Christian admitted to the then fresh out of college student that he didn't love her. Our camp was able to get a copy of the letter that he wrote to break it off with the English Literature Major. That's right folks, he didn't even do the deed in person!

Our sources now confirm that the duo is back on. Christian has finally admitted to loving her and they are now working on their relationship. Anastasia, who prefers to be called Ana, reportedly moved back to Seattle just because of this reconciliation. Our sources recently captured pictures of the gorgeous couple. Christian was seen arriving at her apartment on Sunday night, appearing intoxicated. The couple was then seen emerging from Ana's new apartment bright and early Monday morning.

GREY STEELES LOVE?

Anastasia Steele is back in town. The former flame of the prince of Seattle, Christian Grey has returned home after living in New York for the past 3 years, our sources confirm. According to our investigations, Grey has convinced the brunette to move back to town and date him again with some very expensive incentives. He recently purchased a new apartment in Bellevue for her, which he was seen leaving on several occasions, all in a different set of clothing. Can someone say walk of shame? Ana was also spotted driving a brand new Aston Martin, when she's not being driven around by the chauffeur hired by Mr. Grey. If all these perks weren't enough, Ana has reportedly been given a job as an Editor in the newly bought and renamed Grey Publishing.

Is Christian Grey overcompensating for something or is Anastasia Steele milking their relationship for all its worth?

We'll keep you posted on their hot and heavy romance.

Jose Rodriquez ripped the wretched articles from the papers. His hands shook. He was seeing red. How could she? How could she return to him? He was a worthless piece of shit who only hurt her. Over and over again. What did that prick have that he didn't? It couldn't be the money, at least not anymore. Christian had practically given him 2 million dollars. So what was it about Christian Grey that drove Ana to him? It was like a moth to a flame. She just couldn't help herself could she?

Jose sat back and stared at the pictures of the brunette who he couldn't help but love. Everything she did drew him in. He could easily recall the day he first saw her. They were both 18 and running late to class when they literally collided with each other. And that was all it took. She looked at him with a shy smile and a rushed out apology and he had fallen for her. She had run off to her class but he just stood there, staring at the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on.

Over the years, their friendship grew and he had gotten used to being the one that she counted on. He was her best friend. It sucked that they weren't more, although he tried on countless occasions to get out of that dreaded friend zone, but she had kept him at an arm's length in that regard. They spent a lot of time together though and his feelings for her just grew. He quickly grasped at any moment to spend with her. He even stomached time with the dreadful blonde Kate just to be around Ana. He started studying more, spending as much time in the library, just to be with her. He loved her and there was no getting over his feelings.

Then came that horrid day. She met that prick. And he lost her. Forever. It was all Kate's fault, sending her to interview him. He knew something was different the moment she returned. She looked different. She was nice to him, as always, but he could tell that something was vastly different with her. He met the bastard just a few days later and he didn't fail to notice how Ana looked at the mighty Christian Grey, or the way he looked at her. Like a man starved. The rich, obnoxious prick at his sights set on Ana and it appeared Ana was all for it.

The two started spending every waking hour together. And he watched as the only person he ever loved, fall in love with another man. A man who would only hurt her, leave her, cheat on her. The first night she didn't come home almost drove him mad, thinking of all the ways that the bastard was touching her. He didn't deserve that honour, seeing Ana in that way. He didn't deserve to kiss her, love her, and be with her in every way that he wanted to be with her. He didn't deserve to see her naked body, see her give herself up to him completely. Christian Grey didn't deserve Anastasia Steele.

A few months later they said that they were getting engaged. They were getting married! She barely knew him yet she was planning a wedding just six months after meeting him. Jose couldn't stand it one bit. Seeing them together. Seeing Christian hold her in his arms and kiss her whenever he wanted to. Seeing her smile at him, reach out and hold him, pass her fingers through his hair. Seeing them together made him sick and he was so happy when the wedding was called off.

Larson had come into his life just 2 months after Ana and Christian had started dating. He guessed being best friends with Seattle's richest mogul', girlfriend made you recognizable by some people. Richard Larson, if that was his real name had promised that Jose would get Ana if Jose helped him to get to Christian. He also promised him 5 million dollars. Jose had only gotten 2 million and Ana had left Seattle. To say he was short changed would be an understatement. He didn't even know where Larson had gone to, of if he was even still alive!

Larson had paid him to follow Ana. And wherever Ana was, Grey was always close behind. It was so easy for Larson to get close to Grey, despite all the hired guns he had within arm's reach. Getting those pictures of Ana and reporting all Christian's moves back to Richard was easy. No one suspected him. He and Ana always spent time together. So his need to be around her was nothing out of the ordinary, although he knew Grey hated his and Ana's friendship. He knew that Grey tried to convince Ana to end their friendship but he took comfort in the fact that Ana was adamant that they remain friends. He also didn't fail to notice that the Luke guy always had his eye on him and almost always positioned himself so that he was between both him and Ana.

The night of the rehearsal dinner drove him to the point of no return. Larson had lied to him. He hadn't helped one bit in helping him to get Ana. She was marrying Grey and she seemed ready to give herself to him. So Jose took matters into his own hands. He drank a lot that night and the next thing he knew, he was begging her to run away with him. She had flat out refused and demanded that he leave. The next thing he knew, the wedding was called off, Ana had left and Christian was dating a slew of women. Larson had kept up his regular payments, but it stopped just under a year ago. And he had absolutely no idea as to where Ana had fled to. Kate and Ray had flat out refused to tell him where she was. He expected that shit from Kate but Ray? Ray always liked him, or so he thought. He could only take comfort in the fact that Ana and Christian were no longer together.

Until now. She returned and went back to him. She took him back!

But she would eventually see reason. Anastasia Steele would come to love him.

He didn't have her. But he will. And soon.

Later that week, Kate, Elliot, Ana, Christian, Mia and Ethan were on route to Grace's and Carrick's for dinner. They were officially celebrating Kate and Elliot's upcoming wedding now that the prodigal son Christian was back and willing to be a part of the festivities again. It killed Grace that he missed so much but it touched her that Elliot was only willing to go through with everything once he and Christian made up. It spoke volumes of their relationship. As it did about Kate and Elliot's relationship. The fact that Kate was willing to wait until the brother's patched things up told Grace that Kate was definitely there to stay. She was so glad that her eldest baby found love. And for it be such a tough little cookie like Kate, it couldn't make her any happier.

Ana had actively avoided Christian since their talk on Tuesday. She had lied to him when she said she needed time to figure out herself. She did need to figure out herself but only when it came to her interactions with Christian. The real reason for her saying no to him was that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring herself to trust him, or any man for that matter. Ray was the only man she could count on without any trace of doubt. While Elliot had her back through everything, he was first and foremost Christian's brother. When push comes to shove, Elliot could always leave her. As would Ethan. His loyalties were now with Mia. They both loved her like a sister but she would never be blood to them.

She knew Christian had his first session with Flynn earlier in the day. It was no doubt a heavy session, one where she was sure Flynn would have had to coax Christian into talking. That was definitely not a good way to start a weekend. But, she was so glad that he was taking the right steps towards bringing the man she knew and loved to the surface. He didn't believe that he was a good, loving man who deserved all the love in the world, but she saw it. The fact that he was taking the steps to become that person she had fallen in love with pleased her immensely.

The group arrived in Bellevue with seconds of each other. Mia was quarrelling with Ethan for driving with the top down in her Audi convertible. Mia tried to haphazardly fix her hair before smoothing her purple, lace, form fitting cocktail dress. Her black strappy heels completed her outfit. She looked beautiful but Ethan couldn't get her to believe it. He looked just as good in his tan trousers with his baby blue shirt and dark blue blazer. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "Relax babe, your hair's perfect," before escorting her to the door.

Kate and Elliot were just a few seconds behind them. They drove up the stone driveway in Elliot's new Range Rover, an apology gift from Christian. Elliot had actively refused it for all of two seconds before he was handed the keys. All arguments ended and the two brothers took the vehicle for a test drive much to Kate's amusement.

The couple were looking just as gorgeous. Kate also wore a form fitting dress. It was a black and white number, the heart shape black bodice moulding to her impressive chest. The rest of it was made of white lace, a flowered pattern flowing down her body and stopping just at her knees. She rocked the outfit with equally impressive killer stilettos. Elliot wore a simple black dress pants and blue shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He too looked breath-taking as he helped Kate out the car, stealing a grope of her ass as he did so. His hand remained firmly planted on her derriere as he escorted her to the door where Mia, Ethan and Grace stood.

Ana also pulled up just as Kate and Elliot did. She was glad to drive herself once more. Sawyer had followed her of course but he continued driving towards the guest house when Taylor and Christian pulled up just 2 seconds after.

Ana was a stunner in her black ensemble. The bodice was low cut, very low cut and almost sheer. Christian felt his heart beat quicken when she swung her impressive legs out her Aston Martin. The sexy pumps she wore just accentuated her calves. The skirt of her dress ended about mid-thigh and its shiny design stood out in the fast approaching night. She looked damn fine and Christian couldn't help but stare as he assisted her out of the car. It didn't fail his notice that she avoided eye contact with him.

He looked mouth-watering good in his jeans, sweater and blazer combo. Christian Grey in any outfit was hot but Christian Grey in a pair of well tailor jeans did things to Ana. It cupped his ass perfectly and made her think very naughty thoughts. The white shirt and grey sweater made him look less intimating and more the 32 year old he was.

The six beautiful people hugged and greeted Grace before proceeding to the living room for drinks that Carrick prepared. They kept that in mind as they all slowly sipped, none wanted to get drunk so early on.

Dinner was served, and as predicted, everything was delicious. The balsamic glazed lamb chops was orgasmic. Conversation had all but stopped as the eight of them were too engrossed in the delicious food to keep up any conversations. Everyone then sat around the table laughing, talking and drinking coffee for a while.

Christian felt so much at ease with his family now. Everyone was laughing, and just having fun. Kate, Mia and his mom jumped from topic to topic about the wedding. He didn't think it took so much to decide on just flowers, but those three proved him wrong. Ethan and Elliot were arguing about some football game he hadn't cared to watch with Carrick. He just sat back and watched them but his thoughts kept going to Ana who hadn't uttered a word to him all night. She chatted back and forth with both groups, putting her two cents in whenever she felt she needed to. Not once had she looked at him other than when Gretchen had come to serve the lamb. She narrowed her eyes at her but that was it.

He however couldn't take his eyes off her. She was so beautiful, it made his heart hurt. The little things she did drove him mad with want. The way she would push her hair behind her ear or bite her lip and cock her head to one side. The way she would smile indulgently at Elliot before using her very smart mouth and shooting him down on his opinion on the game from the night before. Everything about her drove him in.

He hadn't notice that he was staring until Mia nudged him in the ribs causing him to jump and hiss in pain, "What?" he snarled.

It was then that he noticed everyone was watching him and clearly waiting for him to say something.

When he didn't reply immediately, Elliot said, "So bro, you in, or out? These fine babes and Mia wants to go to that club you bought last year?"

"Um…what? Um Yeah, sure," stuttered Christian. He pulled out his cell and quickly made plans with Taylor.

The six of them bid goodbye to Grace and Carrick and all separated into pairs of 2. Ana, not wanting to go by herself, swallowed her pride and approached Christian. "Can I ride with you? I don't want to go by myself."

Christian broke out his panty dropping smile and all but beamed at her. He couldn't think of anything else he want more in that moment. He opened his door for her while making arrangements with Reynolds over the phone to collect her car and drive it home for her.

The silence in the vehicle was awkward. They both had lots to say but neither wanted to be the first to talk.

"So, how was the rest of your week?" Christian said as an ice breaker. He hadn't seen her since Tuesday when they had the mother of all talks. It was now Friday. He missed her!

"It was okay. I'm meeting with some potential new authors next week. I think it's really going to help open up our client base and eventually, a customer base."

Christian smiled at her. He loved watching her talk about something she loved. The passion in her eyes, the love in her voice, it was evident. It was so easy to get caught up in anything she said when she, herself, so caught up.

"That's amazing Ana. I know you're going to make GP into THE publishing house."

Ana smiled at him, pleased that he had that much confidence in her. "Don't worry, you'll get a break down of all my plans next Thursday during our fortnightly meeting."

It was easy to talk business with him. She loved what she did and he loved what he did. He understood her passion more than anyone else.

"I saw Flynn today." He whispered when both had gone silent.

"That's good, isn't it?" she replied.

"Yeah, it is. I just didn't say much. We basically sat and stared at one another. It's harder than I thought it would be, exploring my emotions. Delving into my past."

"Christian, I know you. If anyone can do this, it's you," she replied, meaning every word. Christian Grey was one of the strongest people she knew. She knew, without any trace of doubt what so ever, that he could rise to this challenge and overcome his fear and explore his inner demons.

"Thank you. That means a lot." He replied.

"It's the truth," she said with a shrug.

They arrived at club shortly after. He should have known paparazzi would be there! They were always there after all. Always hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Today however, they were getting much more. There was already speculation that he and Ana were back together and now that they were arriving together, it would no doubt be all over social media within minutes!

He got out of the car first, with both Taylor and Sawyer flanking him as he leaned in to help Ana out. Elliot, Kate, Mia and Ethan were already inside. Ana gingerly slid out the car, careful as her skirt rode up. She didn't want to flash anyone so she was beyond grateful when Christian positioned his body in front of her. She got out and adjusted her clothing before putting her arm in his. The camera flashes were blinding. She couldn't see anything. Christian steered her towards the VIP entrance, with Sawyer flanking her and hopefully blocking anyone from getting any full on shots of her.

The club was crowded. Sweaty, grinding bodies were all around them as soon as they entered. Christian led them to the lounge area designed exclusively for him. There was another VIP area for other VIP guests but this area was his and his alone. In fact, this was the first time he was utilizing it since purchasing the club. The fact that Ana was here with him made it all the better.

The girls quickly ordered drinks. Ana quickly ordered a mai tai while Kate and Mia both ordered martinis. Ethan and Elliot went with a beer while Christian stuck to his no drinking plan. He ordered a coke.

The DJ was in full swing. When Major Lazer ft. Ariana Grande & Machel Montano - All My Love, the remix came on, the girls just couldn't sit still. They were already tipsy after having ordered more drinks. They were up and dancing much to the amusement of the men.

They couldn't stand just dancing by themselves in the lounge though and before they knew it, they were on the main dance floor grinding away to each song that came on.

Christian stood at the balcony, enthralled as Ana danced. She was breathtakingly beautiful. So sexy. A goddess in everything she did. He couldn't take it anymore. When Nelly Furtado - Promiscuous ft. Timbaland came on, Christian couldn't help himself. He approached her and pulled her flush against him where she proceeded to grind up against him, her perfect derriere grinding on his very hard, very prominent erection.

Ana felt him watching her as she danced so it was no surprise when she felt the warmth of his hands on her hips. She admitted to dancing a bit more sexily, raunchier just because she knew he was watching her. When he started dancing with her, she revelled in it. Christian Grey could dance! His body folded over hers possessively as his hands moved up her body. She reached back and curled her arm around his neck as she continued to dance.

As The Pussycat Dolls - Buttons ft. Snoop Dogg came on, his hands moved from her waist to her thighs as he bit gently into her shoulders. He bunched the hem of her dress up as he gripped her thighs roughly. Her breathing came in short pants as she turned in his arms and straddled on of his legs and proceeded to grind her aching core against his thigh. He pushed her hair to one side and attached his lips to her neck and sucked greedily. His hands planted themselves firmly on her round ass as he let her grind on him. She threw her head back as his lips moved down and from her neck and travelled down towards her cleavage.

Elliot and Kate had long stopped dancing and their eyes were now glued to the couple who were very close to having sex on the dancefloor. They were torn between breaking them up and letting them come to the realisation that they were in public themselves. Deciding against letting them get arrested, Kate approached them slowly and said, "Do I have to go then some cold water to hose you two down with?"

Ana eyes flew open as Christian released her, from his lips at least. Ana was grateful that he kept his arms around her, for she would have surely collapsed. Was she that drunk? She didn't have that much to drink to behave this indecent in public. Did she?

They returned to the lounge, both out of breath. They were forced to sit together on one of the sofas as the other two couples took up the other available seats. Christian, sensing Ana's discomfort and embarrassment reached over and said in her ear, "Don't be embarrassed, that was hot."

Ana gasped at him and said, "What? That was mortifying."

"Trust me Ana that was hot!" he said as he reached for her hand. "Here, feel this," he continued as he placed her small hand on his denim clad erection. Ana gasped as she realised his intention. Her eyes darted to the other couples but they were too caught with their significant others to care about them.

Ana didn't know if it was the alcohol, or if it was the sexual tension coming off them in waves, but she scooted closer to Christian, and with a bold hand, started caressing him over his pants. His hand reached down to hold hers in place as he moved his lips to her ear and started sucking on her lobe.

No matter what, the chemistry they shared was always palpable. They could have the mother of all fights but it would always end with them having hot, dirty sex. All she had to do was look at him and he would feel like throwing her down and burying himself in her over and over again. Their lust for one another was never the problem. It was their trust and confidence in their relationship that was the sore spot for them.

The couple was so engrossed in each other, that neither one noticed the pair of eyes that were on them since they stepped foot in the club. He lurked in the dark corners, ensuring that he wasn't seen by the hired guns. He looked different so he doubted they would recognise him anyway. He had grown out his hair and was now sporting a beard. And his eyes were now bloodshot from the drugs he had rapidly become addicted to. He didn't expect to see them here but he was both pleased and pissed when they showed up. He was just here to pick up someone to fuck in the alley, to get the edge of. Seeing those pictures of Ana this past week, knowing that she was back and living here again did things to him. He was frustrated as fuck. And horny. And angry. He needed to be sated. So he watched her, from a distance.

He watched as the beautiful Ana leaned over to whisper in Grey's ears. He watched as she boldly caressed him and how he revelled in her touch. He watched as Grey pushed his hand up her thigh and sneak his fingers up her clothes. He watched as she bit into his shoulder and bit on his earlobe.

In the dark corner of the club, he watched.

He watched and yearned for her.

He wanted her.

And he'll be damned if anyone stopped him!