Hiya everyone. I anticipate this to be the last chapter of this fic for many reasons. First of all there seems to be less interest in this story and I want to focus on other fics. Thank you to all of those who have taken out the time to read this, I never expected for thus to be popular at all. I might write an epilogue if there's enough interest.

Ana's POV

"Guys I think I found something," Welch announced, clearly very pleased with himself. Well I guess that could only mean good news, which is just what we all need. I should've expected blackmail, especially from Jack. When I left he let me go very reluctantly and his last words to me were 'you haven't heard the last of me'. At the time I just ignored it but now I see what he means.

"Out with it Welch I'm not in the fucking mood for dramatics," Christian growled at him, but Welch kept the smirk on his face.

"Looks like Leila isn't being a loyal and faithful wife," he remarks while gesturing to the computer screen which had some CCTV footage playing. We all gathered around it and saw a couple going into an elevator with their arms around each other. I looked at them more closely and that's when I realised - the woman in that couple is Leila.

"Follow them Welch. We need more conclusive evidence to build a case," Christian ordered. His behaviour seemed peculiar to me. I know he isn't exactly in love with Leila, but he seems completely emotionless about it all.

"Here like they're going back to her hotel room and-oh jeez," he suddenly exclaimed as Leila and this guy start practically feeling each other up outside the door. What the hell are they thinking? They're literally 5 seconds away from getting a room.

"Welch, take screenshots, save the footage and compile a dossier of evidence we can use against her. Taylor, Sawyer and the rest of you should stay here with him and help. Ana come with me, now." Before I could say anything, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of his office. He pulled me close and started kissing every inch of my face and although I liked it, I pulled away.

"What are you doing Christian?" I asked, sounding more forceful than I intended. All of a sudden he held me in a tight embrace and started crying. What is up with him tonight? He's not at all the type to show extreme emotions.

"Ana, I'm so sorry. God I'm sorry. I never wanted you to be involved in this at all that's why I didn't tell you. But I should've and for that I'm sorry. Please forgive me Ana," he begged, his words all running into one.

"Of course Christian, calm down. Go to bed and get some rest. It's been a long day," I reassure while trying to lead him to his bedroom, or at least where I think it is.

"Stay with me Ana," he begged which made my heart break a little. As much as I want to and as much as I love him, I knew I couldn't stay the night.

"No Christian, I can't. I have to go home and although I know Leila is committing adultery, that doesn't mean you should. From now on we're doing this properly. Let's wait until the divorce papers are signed and it's all official. Okay?" He nodded in agreement, but his glazed, puppy eyes told me a different story.

"Alright Ana. At least let Taylor drive you home. How did you get here?" I

"By cab. Honestly Christian don't trouble yourself with me." He placed a finger on my lips and although I should've stopped him, I didn't.

"It's not a trouble, Ana. It's a blessing. You are a blessing. The sooner you realise that the better okay? Just like you said before, I want to be a part of your life." I couldn't argue with that so I said goodbye to Christian and let Taylor drive me home.

Luckily, I didn't live far away from Christian so before long I was back at home. I clambered out of the car, yawning because it was already past midnight. Kate is going to murder me once I get home.

"Here we are Miss Steele, back home again," Taylor announced before killing the engine. "But before you go, can I just give you some advice?"

"Sure Taylor, what is it?" Surprisingly enough, I haven't actually had a proper conversation with Taylor before. Well I suppose this is a good a time as any to start becoming friendlier with each other, especially if I'm going to embark on a relationship with Christian.

"Christian is a good man, and I always thought he deserved better than Leila. All of us staff did. But when news gets about the divorce and then you two dating, you'll probably receive some… unwanted attention. All I'm saying is to not let it get to you. You're the best thing that happened to Christian. He's changing, and all because of you." I felt touched at Taylor's words. Even though he didn't talk much, he is very well spoken.

"Thank you, Taylor. I hope to be able to forge a good relationship with you as we get to know each other better. Have a good night." I got out of the car and walked towards my house. I took a deep breath and then unlocked the front door, bracing myself for the Kavanaugh offensive.

Christian's POV

So this is what being in love feels like. I'm not sure if I like it. I feel like some sort of chump lying in bed, checking my phone for any texts or emails from Ana. Of course she won't write a message to you, stupid. It's nearly 1 in the morning. That's it. I have to get some sleep. I have a lot of things to sort out. Hopefully Welch won't overwork himself trying to compile a dossier, although I know he will. I would never say it to his face, but he's a very good worker; one of the best I've hired.

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I woke up from a nightmare, as per usual. I looked over at the alarm clock, which told me that it was nearly 6 in the morning. Unusual for me given that I usually wake up closer to 5 these days. It's probably the Anastasia Steele affect. I grab my phone and wander over to the main room, with the idea of playing some piano to relieve some stress. Sitting down on the piano stool, I decide to turn the screen of my phone on and I notice that I have one text message which makes stupidly excited. I unlock my phone as fast as I can but then my heart falls when I realise who the sender is – Leila. The message read:

I'll be home early master – around 1. Susannah had an allergic reaction to some of the products at the spa. Hope you'll have a scene prepared when I get home xxx

I instantly deleted the message and threw my phone across the room. Although I believed the part about Susannah being ill, I just couldn't help but cringe the moment I read the word 'master' and 'scene' – well coming from her anyway. From Ana it wouldn't be so bad. Focus Grey my subconscious reminded me. Now is not the time to be the dirty fucker you usually are. So in an effort to get rid of all my other thoughts, I began to play, making up the piece as I went along. It was one of the few things which allowed me to focus.

After a little while I had exhausted all the chords I could think of and briefly checked on Teddy to find him sound asleep. Poor boy. I haven't been able to explain anything to him since we had to leave the zoo so abruptly – he must be so confused. Having made a mental note to explain everything to him, the abridged version of course, I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. Usually I have Mrs Jones prepare me something but since she occupied Teddy all of yesterday afternoon I feel she deserves a break. I pour some muesli into a bowl and then grab some orange juice and sit down at the breakfast bar. However, once I start actually eating I'm suddenly not hungry anymore. It's probably because I'm too worried about confronting Leila, Ana's welfare and all the rest of it. So instead I just have a bite and then go into my study, to see Welch asleep at my desk. It's not like him to fall asleep on the job I thought to myself. But then again, he's been working at full steam for days and I have been asking a lot of him. Remember to give him a bonus at the end of the month. So as not to humiliate him, I slammed the office door behind me loudly, which caused him to sit up instantly and feeling alarmed. He looked at his watch and a stream of profanities flowed from his mouth and then he turned round and saw me standing there, which caused him to be even more shocked.

"Oh shit Mr Grey I sincerely apologise for falling asleep, especially in your office. It is very unprofessional of me and-" I cut him off by raising my hand.

"Relax Welch, you're not in any trouble. Just show me the work that you've done so far." He nodded and pulled up an encrypted folder with several files in it. I had to say that I was impressed. "This is excellent Welch, we can build a good case with this."

"Thank you, Sir. Have you thought of what you are going to do about Jack Hyde?" Oh shit Hyde. He had completely slipped my mind. I couldn't let him get away with what he had done to not only Ana, but probably to countless other vulnerable young women before her.

"Go through his personal hard drive at SIP to see if you can find anything which could convict him. Sift through the hard drive on his laptop while you're at it." Welch nodded and smirked at me. Digging up dirt on other people was his favourite part of the job.

"I see where you're going with this, Grey. Do you want to do the theatricals or shall I once I've found the evidence?"

"I'll leave that part to you, Welch. That area was always your forte." He nodded, grabbed his laptop and then went back to his own office, with me following him out. Going back into the main room I noticed my reflection in the piano and I realised that I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday so I went to my room and took a shower. The hot water felt so soothing over my sweaty, clammy skin. I lathered up the shampoo in my hand and thoroughly washed my hair, rinsing away the grease and troubles from the previous day. Once I was done, I put on a clean shirt and a pair of jeans and briefly cleaned up my office before burying my head in work in an effort to occupy my brain until Leila came back.

Time seemed to have flown right by because soon enough I heard the front door being opened and then slammed shut again.

"I'm home! Give me 30 minutes and then I'll be ready in the playroom." To hear her say the words 'playroom' made me want to throw up. All the more reason to cut this off with her. Now go out there and act like a furious husband finding out his wife had an affair. I grabbed the manila file that Welch prepared for me and 'stormed' into the main room, trying my best to look angry.

"Leila. We need to talk. Right now." I could tell that she was scared but she pretended to hide it by having a 'confused' look on her face.

"W-what do you mean, Master?" Ugh not only is she stuttering now but she's trying to appeal to me sexually as well. Why did I ever think she was worth marrying in the first place?

"Cut it out, Leila. I stopped being your Master when you did this." I took out some of the photos of her with the man from the CCTV footage and laid them out in front of her. With shaking hands she picked them up and I could tell she was trying to turn on the waterworks.

"I don't know where you got this from. I-I swear I wasn't feeling myself. I must've been drugged or something." God she really doesn't know how to lie whatsoever it seems.

"Come off it Leila. This is you and I have heaps of evidence to prove it." All of a sudden she dropped to her knees and went into full blown submissive mode. It's not like she loves me, just her black Amex card. And I'm about to confirm it. "Look we can cut this off quickly and cleanly. We'll stick to the money and other assets that were promised to you in the pre-nup, as long as you agree to a divorce without any fuss made. If you complain even once, then the deal is off the table." She got up off her knees and I could practically see dollar signs in her eyes. I had promised $10 million in the pre-nuptial agreements which wasn't much to me, but meant a lot to her. Along with a few other things such as the apartment I had in New York. I never much liked the property anyway and I was planning on putting it up on the market so I was glad to be rid of it.

"Okay, Sir. I'll do whatever you say. Thank you for not taking this further. Let me get my things and I'll move in with Susannah until this divorce is settled." Wow I wasn't expecting her to be this… forthcoming. Oh well, I wasn't about to start complaining now. This is exactly what I wanted.

"Be sure that you do, Leila. I'll be in contact with you later regarding the paperwork. I'll also have your possessions sent over to Susannah's address as soon as possible." She nodded, grabbed her suitcase and left her keys on the table.

"Goodbye, Christian," she said with a meek tone before leaving. "Thanks for everything." I was about to say farewell, but she already left. All that left me to do was to make two phone calls. One to Elena and one to Ana. I started with Elena first to get the negativity out of the way. The phone rang twice before Elena picked up.

"Ah, Mr Grey. Have you finally come to your senses?" I could practically taste the smugness that she was exuding from her person. Well that's all about to change.

"Yes I have. Leila knows everything. We're getting a divorce because she was having an affair. You don't have any power over me, and you never did. Oh and if you ever think of coming anywhere near me, Bellevue or Ana, expect a restraining order on your hands. You now have sole ownership of your salon. I'm done with you." I hung up before she could even say anything and I felt absolutely triumphant.

I sent a quick text to Ana to come over and within record time there she was, on my front doorstep. Her blue eyes were piercing me once more, reminding me why I fell in love with her.

"What is it Christian? What's happened? I came over as quick as I could." I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the main room. However, I was a bit too forceful that we both fell on the couch, with me on top of her.

"It's all over. It's done now. Leila and I are getting a divorce. Now it's just you and me." She grabbed me and pulled me into a passionate kiss and I couldn't be more happy.

"Daddy?" I heard a timid voice call from the corner of the room. It was Teddy, and both Ana and I looked at him affectionately.

"Come here, darling," Ana cooed, holding her hand out. "I'm here to stay." His eyes lit up as she ran over to us. The three of us held each other in an embrace and that's when I realised – this is my real family. The family I'm supposed to have.