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THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THE REST OF THE TALK THAT ANA AND CHRISTIAN START TO HAVE BEFORE THE FLASH BACK.
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ANAS POV
Who the fuck does he think he is? How fucking dare he try to dictate how I raise my child! Is he out of his fucking mind? I storm into the elevator of Grey House and press the button for the 20th floor. Kate told me that the fucker has a conference call so I know he is here.
I march my way across his lobby space and fling open his office door. I didn't mean for it to bang the way it did but my temper is completely gone!
He looks up in shock and even though I am madder than I have ever been I have to admit, he looks so fucking hot!
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" I scream and throw the sheets of paper at him but they flutter pathetically to the floor. He gets up and rounds his desk, having a quick glance at the papers
"Ana It's not what you think, I left a message for my attorney to not give them to you" oh how nice of him!
"How very fucking nobel of you! You've known about Phoebe for all of two days and you send me fucking custody papers! Are yo out of your fucking mind? There is NO way in fuck I am moving back to Escala. There is NO way I am singing something that says I have to stay in the state and her name is STEELE!" his eyes turn black when I say this and I know I have awoken the beast. He gets right in my face but I stand my ground. He doesn't scare me!
"Let me tell you a few things Miss Steele! She is my daughter just as much as she is yours, it's not my fucking fault I didn't know about her and she is a GREY! You will NOT fucking taking my daughter to another fucking state and you WILL move back into Escala so my security can make sure you are safe and that a fucking NUTJOB doesn't try to kidnap our child!"
I start to argue back with him but I don't get the chance. He bends down and grabs the back of my thighs, pins me to the nearest wall and crashes his mouth to mine.
WHAT THE FUCK!
I push him away...for like a second but then my hands automatically go to his hair and I entwine my fingers in his copper locks and i wrap my legs around his hips. God I've fucking missed this and judging by the hardness that he is now grinding into me, so has he.
He takes my bottom lips in his teeth and bites me! Hard! Making me open my eyes only to find his stormy greys looking back at me. Shit what am I doing? I unwrap my legs and push him away from me which stuns him. Has any woman, anywhere, ever pushed Christian Grey away?
"You know is going to happen Anastasia so why fight it?" he takes a step towards me but the anger from earlier resurfaces and before he can touch me I draw back my right hand and slap him hard across the face making him stumble back.
He puts his hand to his lip and touches the blood which I caused with my nail. The look on his face is pure rage. He puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out a crisp clean white handkerchief and dabs the blood on his lip
"Don't you ever, ever, do that to me again Anastasia!" he says it so quietly I hardly hear him but the anger that is now coming from him makes me take a tiny step back.
"It's not the first time I've slapped you Christian and it probably won't be the last"
"The next time you slap me Anastasia I am taking you over my knee" he says it as a treat but it comes out as a sensual promise.
"Try it and I'll break your fingers! I'm not the same submissive girl I was 2 years ago Christian! Don't think you can get me to jump to your every demand!"
"My demands as you call them Ana are fair! She is not just your daughter, she is OUR daughter and damn it I want a say in how she is raised!"
I lean back against the wall, close my eyes and sigh. He's right, he should get a say. It's not his fault he has been absent. We need to be grown up about this.
"You're right Christian, can we sit and discuss this?" I think I've stunned him a little but he gestures for me to sit in the seat in front if his desk and he walks around and sits in his Masters chair.
"Why did you just smirk?" he asks me
"I'm just thinking about the day I first saw your office and we nicknamed your chair "The Masters chair" he smiles a wolffish smile
"Best day at work I ever had"
FLASHBACK. FIRST TIME ANA WENT TO GREY HOUSE
Ive never understood the expression "Fucked into submission" before but after last night, I get it!
I've been Christians sub for 3 weeks and I can honestly say, I haven't been this happy in years. Christian is the most caring Dom I have ever had, he takes me to my limits but not my pain limit like my other Doms, he takes me to my pleasure limits.
In 3 weeks the only things he has used on my body are his hands and a flogger. No canes, No belts. At first I had thought that I had done something wrong. All I have ever known is a harsh touch, so when Christian bound my hands and feet to the four corners of the bed in the playroom and kissed every single inch of my skin it overwhelmed me. When we had finished I went to my bedroom and cried. Not since I was 12 years old have I felt that safe.
Even though I love Christians apartment, when he is not here it feels so big and cold. I'm sat in the library reading Weathering Heights for probably the 100th time but never before have I read it from a first edition, I'm almost scared to turn the pages.
Christian isn't here. He had to go to Grey House this morning because of in his words "A fucking moherfucking incompetent asshole" in New York can't do his job properly. He told me he should be back by 5ish and that he was sorry he had to go. He looked genuinely upset when the call interrupted our Saturday.
My phone rings with the personal ringtone that I assigned to Christian, Adam Lamberts, for your entertainment, but I picked one of the verses from half way through the song. They must of been think of Christian Grey when they wrote those lyrics
It's alright
You'll be fine
Baby, I'm in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I'm the master of both
Close your eyes
Not your mind
Let me into your soul
I'm a work it 'til you're totally blown
"Hello?"
"Anastasia I need you to do me a favour. I wouldn't normally ask but Jason and Gail are with his daughter and Sawyer is on leave for a week, I'm sorry to have to impose on you"
"It's ok Sir, how can I help?"
"I left a very important file in my study can you bring it to GEH for me?"
"Yes sir, let me just walk to your study so you can explain what I'm looking for" I walk Into his study and he tells me where the file is
"Ok I have it, I can be there in 20 minutes, could you send me the address please Sir?"
"You're a life saver Ana thank you. I'll text you the address now and I'll tell security to send you right up"
We hang up and I grab my car keys. I'm so glad I decided to dress up a little so I wasn't like a slob when Christian came back. I'm wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a red vest top and red sky scrapper heels. My hair is up in a high ponytail and I have the smokey eye look going on. I always make sure that my eye makeup is done to perfection because I remember my mother telling me when I was about 8 years old that the eyes were the windows of our souls. I don't know why but that stuck with me.
The drive to Grey house is a short one and as I park the car and look up at the impressive building I finally comprehend just how successful Christian really is. I knew he was a billionaire but seeing the 20 story monster building puts it into perspective.
I walk into the lobby and I am shown to the private elevator that takes me to Christians floor. When I step out I am greeted by a pristinely dressed blonde
"May I help you?"
"Yes I'm Ana Steele, Mr Grey asked me to bring him this file" I hold up the manilla file to show her but her eyebrows disappear into her hairline when I say that Mr Grey asked me to bring it. Obviously Christian doesn't do the girlfriend thing so I'm sure she's wondering who the fuck I am but before she can ask a furious bellow comes from behind me and I spin
"I don't fucking pay you to come up with this bullshit! I demand results and if this is your best effort then you can just fuck off out of my building and..."
He stops speaking when he sees me and his jaw drops. When he left this morning at 7am I was wearing a robe but I know he likes me in heels and tight jeans. He saunters over to me and I see that the blonde is watching us with fascination
"Miss Steele thank you for bringing me the file, go have a seat in my office and I will be with you in about 10 minutes" he points me in the direction of his office and the blond asks me if I want a drink and I tell her no.
When I walk into his office my jaw drops. It's like the fucking bat cave, it's huge! I walk over to his windows and gaze down at the people below who look like ants from up here. I wander around looking at his awards and a grouping of pictures on his wall. For some reason "Raising the ordinary to the extraordinary" pops into my head.
I walk over and gently run my finger over his desk and then his leather chair. This is where he runs his empire. I sit down and like a child who can't help herself I spin a couple of times and giggle. I haven't done this in years!
When I stop spinning I notice Christian leaning against the wall watching me with amusement in his eyes. He looks so hot its a joke! He is wearing a dark grey suit with white shirt and grey tie.
"Please don't let me interrupt you from your fun Anastasia"
"I'm sorry Sir, I got caught up In the moment" he walks over to me slowly and removes his jacket. He stands right in front me while I am still in his chair and he holds his cuff out to me in a silent request to help him with his cufflinks. I'm so turned on right now my hands shake slightly. I take them off and put them on his desk. He slowly undos the buttons of his shirt and shrugs it off his shoulders but he still has his tie, which is unknotted, around his neck.
"Stand up Anastasia, you're sat in the masters chair and last time I checked, I was the Master. Who's your master Anastasia?"
"You are Sir" I sound like a breathy hussy
"Kneel" he slumps down on his chair with his legs spread wide. The evidence of his arousal making his pants tent up in the front. I kneel in-between his legs and he undos his belt and lowers his zipper. He takes the tie from his neck and puts it behind my neck and he wraps the ends around his hands
"Now Anastasia, this will be all about control because not 15 feet out side of this room there are over a dozen people in a meeting that I have excused myself from, I will try to keep myself from coming for as long as possible but as we both know when you take me in your mouth you can do magical stuff" he winks at me and I blush. He likes blowjobs and according to him I give the best.
"After you suck the life out of me I am going to fuck you on this desk And you are going to have to keep quite"
I didn't keep quite. He fucked me so hard and so deep I came with a growl like a lioness! As he was doing his pants back up he gave me a scorching kiss a slap on the ass and told me he would see me at home later and in the meantime he would think of a suitable punishment for me because I didn't keep quite.
When I descend on the elevator I think of something he said
"I'll see you at home"
I get a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest that I can't pinpoint when I think of that.
Home
The only place that has felt like a home to me since I was 12 years old was the 4 years I lived with Kate for college...and now Escala.
I stop dead in the lobby when I come to the realisation that I think I'm starting to feel things for Christian Grey.
Shit! I can't have feelings with him. Feelings lead to love and I can't do love.
That was drummed into me so much the night my feet were burned that all I said for 3 days after were the words that were being shouted at me every time that cane came down on my back.
I still don't know who it was or why I was beaten so bad that night but I know I would recognise that voice if I ever heard it again. It made me feel like bugs crawling on my skin and she never said anything apart from that one sentence
"Love is for fools!"
Each time she said It she would hit me.
I don't know what I ever did to that woman to beat me unconscious aged just 15 or why she burned me with cigarettes but I made a vow that night that if I ever found out who she was I would do to her what she did to me that night.