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Putting Down Roots:
Chapter Fourteen: Stories at bedtime and surprises at breakfast:
C POV:
"Taylor, has Welch found out the boys names, in the photos?"
"Sir, he has and he has sent them to you, however the youngest is seventeen, and is above the age of consent, they and she have been watched for a while..." She scrapes by again, just. Why was I so stupid and why has it taken me so long to do anything about her depraved need for young boys?
"Good god, so driving Ana to the police station is pointless? What's betting she has been training them for years? I have had it with her and her threats; she's going to get away with it again. Taylor, have somebody watching her all the damned time. She will want fresh boys so have them watch out for new faces, as the three she had with her are now known to us."
"Sir, we have two teams on her already, as yet she has not done anything with any other boys, only the three she was with tonight, there have been no new faces, in fact since you were forced to tell your parents and her rather comical ejection from Grey Cottage, she has kept a very low profile."
"I still want her watched, I can't stand the fact that she thinks she can threaten and blackmail me into doing her bidding again. If there's nothing to threaten me with, she is on a hiding to nothing, my businesses are all successful and I have more than enough money to last me a million life times. Let her try and harm my reputation, it won't do her any good, money talks and she had none. She must be suffering the loss of the money, and her friends are already in short supply. Which means that her temper will be at its worst too. Taylor watch the boys for showing signs of being beaten; watch them carefully her bad mood means a bad beating."
"You're right she will have nothing to lose Sir, only her temper, I will tell the men following her to be on the lookout for signs they have been beaten and get them help, if they need it. Do we have your permission for my men to take them home, as they all live with their parents?"
"Yes of course you must. I hope it isn't warranted, but alas she is predictable and it's just a matter of when she loses it, not if. She now realises she has nothing to threaten me with, my parents know and Ana knows and that Ana isn't running. You are stopping with me Baby, aren't you?" I cling on to her hand like she is my lifeline, because I feel like I am drowning, in my past.
"Yes, of course I am you ninny, and I am in this whichever way you want me to be, but think this through, do you want that sort of publicity, I mean if the police can do nothing, then what will you do? If you are doing this to protect me, then please don't worry about me. Christian, my weapons artillery would make her kinky shit, seem tame into comparison, that calf jack you saw when I was about to deliver little Christian; well it can be fixed to help her stiff old hips spread a little. Then you don't know how painful placing an enema tube in the wrong orifice can be. Remember too, I have all manner of surgical instruments to play with and drugs I can shoot in her ass." I would laugh but Ana doesn't know the half of the equipment Elena has does most of the things she has just mentioned and Elena loves pain, she would relish Ana trying. I shiver, I really did walk in a wild world.
"As you know the boys names, I would guess Welch has their addresses and that they still live at home? Then their parents have a right to know, so send the photos to the boy's parents, she can be seen in the photos so use them to cut her off from them. My daddy would whip my ass and my brothers, if I or they did that kinky shit, no offence Christian, he wouldn't do it your way, oh crap, there is only one way, I mean not for pleasure, crap I mean. Here's my shovel Taylor through me a ladder, here's me digging a hole I cannot get out of quickly enough..." Taylor and I laughed; I knew what she meant of course...
"Ana, it's a good thing Taylor here already knows of my predisposition to the kinky stuff." I laugh as I say it.
"He wouldn't be such a great security dude if he didn't. I mean what parent wouldn't kill to keep their child safe; your mother whooped her ass, didn't she, when she found out what she had done to her little boy?"
"She did, and then some." I hold Ana and realise had someone found photos of me and shown them Grace, yes it would have been stopped. "I just don't want her hurting you, as it is the press will be onto you now. Please be really careful, now they have their photo they will want their story to go with it."
"Well, don't take me for a mild mannered vet. I'm a kick ass vet and know how to shoot and hunt and I just might grab me an old cougar, if I have a half a mind to. So, shop her skinny ass to the boy's parents, from what you told me your mother did her face harm, can you imagine what their folks would do, especially as they are younger and I presume still living with them?"
"Umm, you have a point, Taylor have the files sent to the boy's parents, with any luck they can deal with it and her. Now where do you want to eat?"
"Anywhere, can you choose? I could eat a huge steak and all the fixings. That run in with Botox Barbie has made me hungry."
"It did?" Ana is running on adrenalin I think, she is hilarious. I am enamoured by her again. She is like nobody I have ever met before and a breath of fresh air.
"So do you want to eat out or in our room or go out and dance, I am easy?"
"I'm not bothered, if you want to stay in and grab an early night, I'm happy with that, plus Taylor and the others can have an early night and we can fly your chopper home, seeing as you have had only a sip of champagne?"
"Chopper, what is it with you, Ray and Elliot calling Charlie Tango a chopper?"
"Oh, hell did I offend Charlie Tango? Sorry, I mean your helicopter, god you are sensitive about your chopper Mr Grey." She winked as she said it.
"Okay, I am a tad yes, so Taylor can we please go back to the hotel and we can order in room service and as Ana said, take an early night."
"Sir..."
"Christian, can I have a milkshake?"
"Yes Baby, you can have whatever you want?"
"Anything?" She bats the baby blues at me.
"Yes anything..." God I am whipped...
"I will hold you to that promise later, I want to take these shoes off, and throw on my Tiger onesie and get cosy with my man."
"It sounds good, but I did want to show you off Baby."
"Um, like a prized sow at the summer fate, you will be fixing to get me a perdy bonnet next Mr Grey." She did a faux cowboy accent and tipped her imaginary hat at me.
"Prized sow, really oh hell kill me now." Ana is deadly serious, me? I am laughing more than I ever have before.
"Nah, I have needs a dead man can't perform. So can we have an early night Christian?"
"Yes Ana, after you eat Baby, after you eat." We pull up to the hotel, where Taylor gets out and see's us inside before he disappears back to the car. Ana and I head up to the room and as she gets in the elevator she presses for our floor, turns to face me and shimmies next to me hugging me, as she gets close.
"I had a very nice night thank you Christian."
"We didn't do anything; our first date was a bust Baby. I promise to make it up to you."
"There's no need, if I get a meal and um, oh I don't know, perhaps a heck of a lot of S.E.X,then it will be a nice night?"
"Oh I think I can manage that, date night was a bust but I can promise you our evening will go just as you want, if you are feeling okay I mean?"
"Yeah, I think I am good to go. Christian Trevelyan Grey, you sure know how to keep things exciting."
"Hahaha, you ain't seen nothing yet."
"I like it when you do your big boss thing. The closest I get to ordering folks around and being bossy, is telling Kate to make the damned coffee. I need to employ people who I can be bossy with."
"Really, that's all you saw me being bossy?"
"No, I saw you doing your Dom thing too, which was a turn on Mr Grey. I mean, it was a really good show and had me wanting to bow my head and sink to the floor."
"Ana, I never want you and me to be in that kind of relationship. I may not do this boyfriend thing right, well for now, but you and are never going down that path."
"Okay then, so we need to talk more and get to know more about each other. I know, we can play truth or dare, strip style if that pleases you more?"
"Seeing you naked only enhances the play, my chances of winning Baby are extremely high."
"Ha, is that so, but if I win you will look mighty fine sprawled naked at my feet." We are now safe away from prying eyes
in the suite, which is a good job or we would have started playing in the elevator.
"Ana, what do you want to eat before you get naked Baby?"
"Ha, spoil sport. Can I have whatever you are having; oh and can I have a decadent dessert please? I am going to slip into something less cumber some, can you please unzip me?" She walks over to the table where my ass is sat, whilst I order room service. As she turns, I move her hair and kiss her neck as she offers it up. I unzip her dress slowly, kiss her shoulders and groan as the dress pools at her feet. Her body is so soft and she smells something very cotton candy like and sweet.
"Ana, you literally taste good enough to eat."
"Good, I used a client's wares to shower in, she does all natural body washes, shower stuff, hair products and makeup, and for your information, I washed in Cotton Candy Kisses."
"Umm sweet enough to eat please, and keep on the sexy underwear Baby."
"What for you to rip off of me, are you mad this stuff cost me an arm and a leg?"
"I can buy you more, lots more..."
"I will keep them on, if you promise they will make their way to the floor in one piece?"
"A hard bargaining chip, but okay, just throw on a robe Baby."
"Yes Sir..."
She saluted as she went to change, taking the dress and her fucking hot body with her, shit she doesn't know what that body does to me. I order our steak dinner and strawberry shakes and a selection from the dessert trolley, because she has a sweet tooth. As I order I hear her singing, my dick is suddenly straining for release from the tight confides of my suit. I put the phone down, then go and see what she is doing. She has combed out her hair and using the hairbrush as a microphone and is singing along to Bette Midler's, Wind Beneath my Wings, on the televisions' radio station... I stand at the door and observe her as she sings, her voice is something else because she has the voice of both an angel and a rock star wrapped up in the body of a sexy model.
"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It must have been cold there in my shadow, to never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way. You always walked a step behind. So I was the one with all the glory, while you were the one with all the strength. A beautiful face without a name for so long. A beautiful smile to hide the pain."
She is singing this song for someone, that much I can tell, as she pours her heart into it. She has tears in her eyes too; I only know this because her hand wipes them away as she sings.
"Did you ever know that you're my hero, and everything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings. It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know, I know the truth of course I know it. I would be nothing without you. Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than an eagle, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Did I ever tell you you're my hero? You're everything, everything I wish I could be. Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings. Oh, the wind beneath my wings. You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky. Thank you, thank you, thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings..." I walk towards her as she sobs...
"Ana, what's the matter Baby? Tell me please."
"I sang that at Mom's funeral, she loved Bette Midler and the film Beaches, we spent the summer before she died, at a beach. It was so like the damned film, we played and she got sicker, Gabe was with us too. I cried when she asked that I sang it at her funeral. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I have to sing again for Gabe, he asked that I sing a song that meant something to him and I, and I wasn't sure which one, not until I heard that again, it's strange and I really didn't realise it, but they were both the wind beneath my wings, god I bet you think I am a cry baby?"
"No, far from it Ana and you have a very good voice, you will do them proud. Let me get out of this suit and into my nightwear, then we can wait for room service. I am sorry I didn't meet him, he seemed like such a good man."
"He was, he was very like Ray, in a strange way. They were, and are in Ray's case very hard men to read. To the outsider they were and are very taciturn. They just listen, think on it and then they talk, neither of them saying anything until they have thought it through first. Usually they spoke and speak in Dads case, with words of wisdom and experience. Christian, I miss Gabe, but in a stupid way he lives on with Dad, they often joked that's why Mom fell in love with Dad, because they were so alike, who knew she was picking someone like her daddy?"
"Um, unlike you Baby, because I am nothing like your father." She laughed as I held her tightly.
"No, I can safely say you and my father are nothing alike. Though you are both good men, kind and honest,but yeah you are definitely nothing alike."
"I lived my life with so many secrets before I came here; I hardly think I was honest, in that way Ana. I mean I am honest in business, just not in my private life, or I wasn't."
"You have been honest with me so far, I know telling me the things you have must have been difficult, and so I thank you for trusting me."
"You are and enigma Miss Steele and that is why I love you, because you are like nobody I have ever met before."
"I beg to differ, according to the she troll, I am like all the others."
"In looks perhaps, but not in personality, that is what makes you different Baby, I mean I have never been so open to anyone before and that, this, I mean us, it is so different. No paperwork, no secrets, nothing we do is anything I have done before. This is so damned special Baby, it really is." She has her arms wrapped around my back as I hug her. "Ana, I need to change for dinner, our relaxing dinner."
"Umm, we are not wearing enough clothes to make strip truth or dare fun. How about we eat and then snuggle and watch a DVD or something? We can talk as we watch the film?"
"You pick a film, the television in here or the lounge?"
"The lounge, if we come in here we won't get any talking done. Mr Grey..." I strip from the suit and throw on some lounging pants and a white tee shirt, and we go and sit in the lounge and await our dinner's arrival.
"Can we watch Beaches? It has been such a long time since I have seen it?" I have her on my lap as she flicks through the hotels vast film library.
"If you want, I don't watch a lot of television, nor films, I mean I get forced to watch them with Mia and the Bond films with Elliot are a must. I don't do mushy stuff, so be warned..."
"I like a good murder mystery to be honest with you, I love Hitchcock, and who done it's, I hate spooky horror frighteners, zombie and alien crap, and I am not that great with war films. Though I did like film The Sniper, when it came out, that was a weepy sneaky film too."
"It was? Elliot said it was a cool film, alas I have yet to see it, as I said I worked and then worked some more before a certain outing made me run here and hide out."
"I like that you ran here, is that room service?" I heard the knock on the door and went to answer it. As I opened the door, I was shocked to see a face from my past stood at the door. "Christian, is it our dinner?" Ana walks towards the open door, stands and watches, as Leila Williams is in the sub position in the doorway.
"No Ana it is not. It is someone who should know better. What are you doing here Leila, get up and on your feet?"
"Mistress said you needed to see me Sir..." Her fucking head was now dipped and she was dressed in her usual provocative attire. Ana came closer to the door, and I was stunned as Ana stopped dead in her tracks and looked at Leila. "You have company Sir, so why was I asked to call upon you?" I had texted Taylor and he was coming from the other bedroom in the suite, with Sawyer. Their faces looked as angry as mine. How in the hell had she got to my floor and my door?
"I do not have company as you so callously put it Leila, I am here with my girlfriend and I did not ask you to call upon me. We were over years ago Miss Williams, now leave and do not come back, the contract you signed made it very clear you were not to contact me again."
"Sir, I was told you needed me so here I am, you can send her away and I can be your girlfriend, I am trained in ways to please you Sir."
"Why would I want to do that? Taylor have Miss Williams sent home in a cab and Miss Williams, please do not bother me again, am I clear?" Taylor pointed to the elevator, but she had to speak out some more...
"Yes Sir, I am sorry I have angered you Sir, it was not my intention. I simply thought you had changed your mind. I can change for you, what does she have that I do not?"
"She is nothing like you and the others and you are nothing like her, do not come near me again or anywhere near my girlfriend, am I making myself clear Leila?"
"Sir, perfectly clear, I will keep away from you. She though, will not be as good for you as I was. I wanted to be your girlfriend, why was I not enough?" Taylor grabbed her arm and pulled her away as our room service arrived. "Leave me alone Taylor, I want to know why I am not good enough, he owes me that much."
"I owe you nothing Leila, I suggest you go and see the Mistress who sent you here and have it out with her, because it seems she was using you in her cruel revenge and I am sorry for that Leila. Now please go, I told you long ago we would never have anything more than we had and I never promised you more. Please leave and take this up with Elena. She is your problem..."
"I will be watching you... And her..." I panicked as I saw the flash of the evil in Leila's eyes. God I will have Elena suffer for this.
"Sir, I will deal with this, please eat your meal. I will put Miss Williams in a cab and find out how she got up here." I nodded my head and waved for the meal to be left in the room, the waiter disappeared and I shut the door. What the fuck had just happened, Ana looks in a state of shock, and then snaps out of it just as quickly.
"Wow, we are alike, I mean spookily alike. I gather this is another one of Botox's plans to scupper the love boat?"
"Ana..."
"Christian, she is a desperate woman trying to claw her way back. That poor woman looked horrified to see me here. So, was that a submissive stance then, falling to ones knees and worshiping you?" She smiles as she wraps her arms around my waist.
"It was yes and not one I want to see again Anastasia. I don't know why she was here, she was meant to be happily married, I will have Taylor chase up her file and see to it she gets the help she needs."
"I'm sorry if I annoyed you but I didn't mean to, you called me Anastasia."What the hell does she mean, I am not angry with her, fucking Elena yes, Leila possibly, but not the calm and cool woman hugging me, never her.
"I'm not annoyed at you Baby, Elena yes, but not you."
"Okay then, so can we eat?"
"You still want to eat, I feel sick. Do you not want to ask me things?"
"I know and I love you too. I am sorry you met Leila like that, I was afraid she would do and say more."
"I have a funny feeling we will meet her again and that Botox Barbie has more in her repertoire to use against you and I hardly doubt that will be the last ex sub I get to meet, but if she wants a war she has one. Christian, have you sent those damned photos, if not why not?" I smile and send a text to Barney and Welch.
"It is done, they will get them by courier in the morning and you are right, Leila and Elena will try again. Know this, I love you Ana and you are to stay close to your protection officer, Samantha Prescott."
"I will, but for now eat, then we are watching Beaches and snuggling." We ate, watched the film and talked. It seems this is a dating thing and it is hilarious, she is curious about everything and not shocked about anything. As we share a slice of chocolate cake, the groans of delight as she bites into the chocolate fondant, goes straight to my dick. I watch as she bites the offered up slice from the fork and fuck me, the damned fork crashed to the floor as I threw myself at her, kissing her neck as she oh godded and I wasn't sure if it was because of me or the cake, for a brief moment.
"Baby, did you do that on purpose?"
"What have an orgasm because of the cake Christian? No, I watched you lick your lips as I tasted the chocolate, do you know how hot that was?"
"No, but do you know how fucking desperate I am to fuck you and hard?"
"Gathering from the erection I have in my hand, I would guess really badly?" She is stroking my dick and hard; fuck me she is something else.
"Ana, keep doing that and I won't last long." I begin to strip her from her panties and she hurriedly takes of the silk robe and the very sexy bra that is hugging her breasts, is thrown to the floor and then I am helped remove my lounge pants and as she drops them at my ankles, she picks up the chocolate cake and smears it over her breasts, fuck me...
"Christian, do you think you could help clean me, because I seem to have spilled chocolate on me?"
"Damn, my two favourite things, chocolate cake and Ana." She is lying on the sofa, and is giggling as I start licking the falling fondant from her breasts. "Ana, you taste even sweeter..."
"Watch out for getting chocolate on the sofa."
"Fuck the sofa, I will buy them another one, now shush I am eating dessert and it is so very rude to talk with ones mouth full." I devour her chocolate covered nipples and eat from my woman; she stretches as I lap at her breasts, cleaning her as I eat the chocolate. She groans and I clear the cake in no time; I am a very greedy man it seems. I kiss her mouth as she moans for more, her legs open and I thrust inside her harder than I meant too, she responds by wrapping her legs around me and roughly pulls at my hair and drags my lips to hers.
I pound into her harder and harder, she loses herself, she holds me tighter and scratches at my back. No words are spoken; there are just hard thrusts and groans, I swear this woman beneath me is killing me. I have no control as I thrust harder. She is speaking in tongues as I get close and as she finally gives me her all, I scream her name and release myself into her, never have I come as quickly as I did tonight, I feel so drained, happy and for some strange reason I am in a state of utter calm and euphoria like never before. She is coming around, after she passed out from the ferocity of her release. She lets go of my back and I wince. What the fuck was that?
"That was so... Wow, Christian I am so sorry, I may have scratched your back to shreds, I drew blood." She buries her head in my shoulder, as she notices she has blood under her nails.
"I feel it, but it wasn't a bad feeling when you did it and I have been scared by worse things than these pretty fingers." I kiss her head and smile then I frown as I see the blood on her fingers, crap she did go hard at my back...
"Christian, stay there I will get the cream you got for my lady garden." I smile as she starts to tear up.
"No, let's have a bath. Baby it will be fine I promise you. Don't cry Ana, it did not hurt me, in fact it turned me on."
"Really pain turned you on? Is that normal?"
"Pleasure and pain go hand in hand. Come, let's get you free from chocolate, sweat, sex and shame..."
"Oh god Christian; you may need stitches, I am ashamed, I marked you Christian I am so sorry."
"I hardly doubt it will leave a scar Ana; Baby please do not worry, it feels and felt no different than a few lashes of a cat."
"Umm, I will take it you don't mean a pussy cat, though it does look like you were attacked by a cougar. Oh, crap I mean..." I laugh and hold her close to me as she weeps.
"I know what you mean and a funny girl you are not. So, we know licking chocolate cake from your delectable body turns us both on, into wild animals and that you need to file down your nails. See we learnt something new about each other." As we lay in the bath and I am doused in loving kisses as Ana tends to the scratches, as I am laid against her in the tub, her gentle touch raises the beast again.
"Leila, was she special?" That was out of the blue. "I mean I think she was different to the others. I just don't know why she was so special to you?"
"So, what do you want, do you now want to talk about Leila, Ana?" The beast is instantly deflated.
"No I don't really, it's just I saw the look she gave you. Then there is her actual looks, I mean I was shocked we looked a little alike, well if I am honest she looked like she could have been my sister. Do they all look like her? I know you said I was your type, but I thought you meant general type, not clone like type?"
"Yes, Ana I am so sorry, you fit the criteria for being my perfect girl. She, you they are all the same, girls who look like my mother. Now, you will hate me."
"Why would I hate you, I mean we touched on the touch issues, briefly, is there more to it?"
"Loads more Baby, the burns and the scars, they are what my mother's pimp did to me when I was a boy."
"Oh, the touch issues stemmed from your mother and her pimp abusing you?"
"Not my mother she was too drunk and drugged up to care. Her pimp hated me and I guess when she didn't put out, he took his frustration out on me."
"He abused you in other ways?"
"No, not in that way, though the using me as an ashtray was just as bad. He starved me, some days I never ate and the days I did eat it was things he didn't want to eat, he fed me his leftovers."
"No more, I don't need to know more. Please I can't bear to hear of you as a child being abused." She kissed my back, each of the scars she lovingly kissed. As she did before, she calms as she kisses me. She puts her head over my shoulder and I break down.
"I am so sorry Ana, she ruined tonight and now I have told you why I chose girls like my mother so I could punish her for leaving me with her pimp, you must hate me, I hate me..."
"Why are you sorry, you didn't ask her to come did you? I don't hate you and I don't think I could ever hate you. I know you choose me because I looked like the others, but did you think you saw me as one of those girls, a submissive or a possible sub?" I turn quickly to face her; I am knelt between her legs as her face looks worriedly at me.
"No, I never wanted you in that position, I admit your looks are what drew me to you, but at no time did I ever think of you in a submissive position, god no Ana. I ended it with her a long time ago, it was her and how she was, that made me, made me, no being with her was... God, why is this so hard to talk about and why can I not explain properly my relationship with Leila, I think I did put up with more from her than I did any of the others?"
"Did she fall in love with you, which was the impression I got, but why did she consider what you had as a relationship?"
"I guess she was the longest I kept a submissive, because she was the perfect sub. I should have said business relationship, because it was nothing like what we have. She had no limits hard or soft, anything I wanted she took and I think; no, I know I admired her, and her need to please me. I never wanted anything more from her, I swear I didn't Ana."
"Hey I believe you, I know you won't believe me, but I am fine with your past life and the girls in it, and considering the body thing you have going on, I would have guessed the numbers of women you had slept with would have been far more than the fifteen."
"I wish to reiterate I have only ever slept with one woman..." I laugh.
"Oh, lucky me... I get another first...Keep this up and I want, nay I will demand a diploma, because I want to pass with a first from the Christian Grey University of Life. How did it end, your dealings with Miss Williams?"
"I came home after a shity business trip, to find her sat in my lounge awaiting my arrival, when she leapt to her feet with a drink and asked how my day was, and all whilst she was dressed like my mother. She had set the dining table, and was ordering poor Gail to serve dinner. Apparently, she took Gail's phone from her and forced her to cook for me, back then I only employed Taylor and poor Gail, she was in danger from my life. When I eventually saw the bruise on Gail's cheek, when she served us our starter, I knew Leila had struck her. I made Gail go to her room and I texted Taylor.
I continued to keep Leila talking, during our chat she said she had decided that being my submissive was not enough anymore. She wanted an engagement ring, a big wedding and children. I was shocked, but not surprised, I knew she was troubled, but not the exact extent of her craziness, because when I dismissed her and told Taylor to see her home, she opened her veins at the dinner table, with the streak knife and said life without me was not worth living. That was when I actually thought of how fucked up the girls who did this were. I mean I am fucked up, so why would they not be too?"
"Christian, you were fucked up, you said that already, well fifty shades of fucked up actually. I can't see that side of you; to me you have always been a normal guy. Sorry, strike that, there is nothing normal about you, because you are a seriously good looking, wealthy and a caring guy and you are all those things in over the top proportions Mr Grey. However, I did see the pain when she offered to change for you and yes, from the both of you. I guess you ran or dismissed them before they wanted the more?"
"I did. She was the one who pricked at my conscience, she alone made me stop and think what the fuck am I doing and for what reason? I then only used an older submissive, when and if I needed the occasional session and I haven't had a session in over six months, like I said the urge had long since left me. Elena, she hounded me for years after Leila, you know, to take on one of her younger girls? I said no, but she wasn't for hearing it. In the end I stopped all contact with her in that area of my life, and only continued to see her in a business capacity. Though in the last six months, she noticed I wasn't even keeping the company of the older ladies anymore and Elena began hounding me again, by offering herself up as a replacement, in fact that offer turned my stomach. The party at my mother's was the first time I had been with her in a room alone for six fucking months, she was wasted and she..."
"...Ruined Grace's party and got a vase thrown at her?"
"Yes, I told you all that already. I mean it Ana; Elena is desperate, be careful, don't get too smart around her, walk away if you can Ana."
"I will if I can Christian. I had a thought too, has Elena got access to accounts in our banks, being as she and Grammy Mae were best buddies? I may be leaping on the backs of dust bunnies here and falling flat on my face, but is there a chance she squirreled money away with Granny Mae? Only Philip mentioned the Cayman and Swiss banks, they are private banks are they not? Plus, did she have anything in a safety deposit box in any of our banks too? If so as owner can I get in and have a look see in hers and Granny Mae's boxes?"
"Ha-ha, god you are good, yes she did and don't ask me how we got into her boxes, it was highly illegal, but I have a box there and we had help doing it."
"Don't tell me, I own the bank for a few days anyhow, did you hire a safe cracker and can I have his number, if they do have boxes?"
"If I tell you, it makes you an accomplice to a bank heist, so don't ask and I won't tell." I laugh again.
"Very clever, so do you think Grammy Mae was helping the old ewe Elena? I must check her accounts and see if Granny has boxes there. Oh, I wonder who else has boxes and accounts with WBG? Oh god, I am turning into a town gossip."
"You have a point, now where were we?"
"Umm, getting into bed to sleep, I think...?"
"We were, is that all you want to know?"
"Yes, and yes we were going to sleep, unless you want to fool around some. Mr Grey?"
"I think I like the idea of fooling around with you Ana." As I lift her from the bath, she hugs me tightly.
"One more question and then we fool around?"
"Okay, fire away..."
"Did she get help, Leila, for her psychosis?"
"She did at the best private facility in the country. I am having Barney and Welch see why she is back, as I said I thought she was married and was happy. Elena, if she has ruined the good work of the clinic, she will pay for it." Ana dries me off gently. I know she now sees the scars differently, she never mentioned them, but she kissed them and made me feel good, but telling her why they were there was very cathartic.
"Okay, I believe you. Turn around and let me dry your back and then put some cream on it, it isn't as bad as I thought."
"I have had worse Baby."
"I can see, but these small scars are they from him, the man who abused you and your mother? The long thin ones are they from her, Mrs Robinson?"
"They are and they have faded to almost nothing, and the memory's are getting easier to handle too, thanks to you. Elena when she punished me, she drew blood and so too did her friends."
"I wish she had these scars on her face, because it seems she loves herself and that drum tight face of hers, if she had and could see these, it would remind her daily of what she did. Christian I didn't do anything special; I guess you don't see me as a threat. Just as I trusted you, you trusted me. You have shown me your secrets; the scars and the room, gosh that room was something else."
"Ana, the playroom we went in earlier at Escala, you weren't as shocked as I thought you would be why was that?"
"I saw it as a thing of beauty in the most part, but some of it shocked me, the restraints and larger shackles and those horrid whips with studs on, they looked barbaric almost, but there was beauty there too. I mean the bed, wow that was spectacular and those ornate crosses and well the heavier pieces, the carving and the leather, it made it feel like a museum almost. I wasn't afraid, but neither do I want to be whipped or flogged, I told you my mind is not for changing."
"Okay, I am not asking for you to try it either, besides it will be stripped bare tomorrow when we fly back. The man buying it all has asked for immediate delivery."
"A very impatient Kinky fucker..."
"Ana, you kill me."
"I may do if I go deeper with the scratches, can we sleep?"
"Umm, after I dry my little nurse off, I have to work a little; do you want to watch the end of your film?"
"No, she dies in the end..." She moans as I dry her body. Fuck work, instead we make love all night long...
Ana's POV:
I am woken by the gentle knocking on the bedroom door, I look at my phone and it is gone ten in the morning, fuck Christian has a meeting in an hour...
"Thanks Taylor, can we get breakfast to go?" I shout through the door.
"Yes Ma'am... I mean Ana."
"Christian, wake up its gone ten."
"No, for fucks sake I never sleep in, fuck Ana please get changed quickly, fuck why did the alarm not go off?"
"It did, you threw your phone at the wall there. I tried to stop you."
"Oh I thought I dreamt that, sorry please change I told you it was a good thing to shower last night."
"Err, it was a necessity, you covered me in your stuff."
"Don't remind me Baby or we won't make it in time, can you get ready in like twenty minutes?"
"I can get ready, but I can't pack in ten minutes Christian."
"Prescott and Sawyer can get the things in the cars, we just need to get our asses out of this bed, dressed and at GEH, in half an hour and I will order breakfast for you there." We rushed around, washed brushed our teeth and dressed. I grabbed a pair of navy trousers and pale blue shirt and a matching jacket, a pair of nude pumps and then I brushed my hair into a tight pony tail and applied a minimum amount of makeup. I had ten minutes of the twenty to spare.
"Wow, you beat me to it. You look amazing, I mean it Ana and you only took ten minutes and look stunning."
"You got out of bed looking stunning, how do you do it?"
"I don't know good luck I guess. We match..."
"Oh should I change, I mean we look a little odd?" I say as he fastens the buttons on his blue shirt.
"Why would you change, we look cute..."
"That does it..." I change into the beige dress, as he stands and laughs at me. "We are not going as Ken and Barbie; I swear that is puke worthy turning out dressed like each other."
"We were fine, like anyone else would notice. You look equally gorgeous in both. Are we okay to go now?"
"Men, you just don't get these things."
"Here your watch..."
"I don't have a... Fuck a duck... I mean Christian, thank you but why?"
"Because I can, here let me fasten it." He smiles as he fastens it and kisses the pulse point on my wrist as he does; wowsers...
"You do remember I lose jewellery, this is like my gazzilienth watch?" I admire the rose gold watch and smile then I realise the make and gulp, this is a real gold watch, fuck a duck for real, he then wraps a necklace around my damned neck too; if ever I felt loved it was right now...
"Well, I am sure I can get you another if you do, Rolex do some really nice ladies watches and this looks lovely around your neck."He kisses my neck and I shiver...
"You are unbelievable, thank you, but I told you too that I do not do the gift thing well, this is a pretty necklace too, but please no more expensive stuff." I lean in and kiss him; apparently, he is deaf as well as handsome... We head out with a cup of coffee and a bagel each. Taylor is ushering us out of the door.
"Thanks for the wakeup call Taylor; Christian needs a new phone his other one is in bits."
"I will have one waiting for you Mr Grey." Christian smiles as he eats his bagel.
"Thank you, I have never slept in before. Why did you wait so long to wake us Taylor?"
"I tried knocking and calling your phone, obviously you both needed your sleep. I left you an hour in which to ready yourselves Sir..." Christian ate his bagel and smiled at me as he did, why did I feel like a naughty schoolgirl?
"Thanks, can you have Sawyer and Prescott empty the rooms and each drive a car down, have Reynolds bring down the Spyder and would you please chase up Miss Williams file?"
"I have done Sir; it will be waiting on your desk when you arrive. Will we still be flying home after the meeting?"
"Yes, Ana has things she has to do for tomorrow."
"Don't remind me..." I say under my breath.
I watch as the doors to the elevator opens and Taylor steps out, he inspects the car and opens the door, Christian and I sit in the back and Taylor gets in the front and drives us to Christian's empire. I am a little nervous. I stare out of the window and watch as the buildings rush by. We are there in what seems like no time at all and we are parked in Christian's spot. I take a deep breath and I take Christian's offered hand.
"Cheer up it is only a short meeting, and then we fly home. Do you want to sit in on the meeting?"
"Why is it about veterinary stuff, anything else is just way over my head."
"No, my company is buying a gaming company."
"You should have asked for Ash, he's the guy in the know. I can't even get my character to run and jump, I spin in continuing circles and look like a eighty's break dance nerd spinning around like my head is gonna puke pea soup, and forget about me shooting anyone, it is not like real shooting at all, I couldn't even hit a barn door on any game I played on; I am useless at game play on either or any game platform thingy ma bob, but heck I am though, shit hot at farming games and building cities, I rock at those games." He laughs as we head in.
I am a little more relaxed as he holds me close as we are snapped by a lone photographer. I look towards Taylor, who ushers us into the enormous building in front of me. It is huge, with its grey stark facade of steel, marble, glass and the name Grey House above the massive entrance, wow he wasn't kidding he is successful. My heels make a clacking sound on the polished marble floor in the extensive foyer, it seems to stretch all the way upwards to the sky and the one piece of artwork fills a massive wall.
"It's a Banksy..."
"I figured as much. It is very large..."
"It is, and my favourite piece. It's called Nola Grey Rain. Mia saw it and decide it would look good if it filled the wall and it did."
"Okay then, you go big on everything including buildings, art work and gifts?"
"It seems I do and having the best girlfriend too, don't forget me having the best girlfriend..."
I smile as he kisses me much to the shock of his employees gawking at their boss as he kisses his girl in their place of work. He pulled me to his side and held my hand. We head to the reception desk, where the woman who attends to us, is in awe of my man and is drooling. Did she not see the kiss that her damned boss gave me? I give Christian the look and he smiles and shrugs his shoulders.
"Whatever you do, do not let go of my arm, I am really clumsy in heels on shiny surfaces and if she keeps unbuttoning her top, her boobs will be out soon and flapping in your face."
He smiles and texts someone, the other blonde dressed in what seems like a matching gray suit and who sports the blonde up do, which all his female minions seem to have, she comes across moments later and takes over, she whispers something in her ear and her blouse is fastened. I gain a small victory in my claiming of the title of big shots girlfriend. I smile as Christian looks at his phone and I sigh, because it is me who he is texting...
CTG: Is she dressed accordingly now? I wouldn't want my girlfriend killing the receptionist... I read it and laugh.
"Funny, I was just about to say something too."
"I had noticed the steam from your ears and the foot stomping. You have nothing to worry about."
"How come they all look the same is it a prerequisite to work here good looking, blonde and able to stand in Christian Louboutin's all day long?"
"It seems so, I do think there are other ladies with varying colours of their hair, but it just seems that once they get here they go blonde? I do not understand it, ask my secretary Andrea and her assistant, both are blonde and perhaps they simply presume I prefer blondes. That was until today..."
"Okay, so none of them have come here?"
"One or two came for their interviews here."
"As in...I mean, what sort of interview?"
"Ana, not here and it was a simple job interview. Nothing more, here is your pass." Christian places the lanyard around my neck, when did they get my photo?
"Where does this get me?" I ask with a grin.
"You get entry to all area and at anytime." He bites his lip after he says it and smiles back. I have my finger and my eyeball scanned, after I am assured it doesn't hurt.
"Umm, sounds like a VIP package. Why did I have to have that done?"
"We upped security to a higher level before I left for Montesano. It stops people from getting to the twentieth floor. They need a retinal scan to get to my floor and a security guard with them."
"Very supper spy, so I can get to your floor then?"
"Yes Ana your pass says so." I am watching the foyer as we wait for the elevator to arrive and everyone is looking at him with a certain look. "It is very Bond like; now Taylor is ordering breakfast what do you want?"
"I don't need to eat Christian; I had the bagel, but thank you."
"I am having pancakes, will you join me?" I remember his talk about not eating and I see his pained face, he is worried I am starving myself?
"Okay, blueberry pancakes please Taylor and a strawberry milk shake or smoothie. Is that okay?"
"Perfect, I am having the same, but with coffee."
"Sir..." He disappears.
"Does he do all your bidding?"
"Yes, he and Gail between them do everything for me. I plan on doing more when we are settled back home. Here take this elevator Baby." I am ushered into the car, and he presses the button for the tenth floor and I smile. "We have to take another elevator to the twentieth floor. How are you feeling this morning?"
"Loved, and in love."
"You too, it must be catching. Can we make more time for each other after the funeral?"
"As in how much more, we are virtually joined at the hip as it is Christian?"
"I don't know, how about an alternate night sleepover, I sleep soundly with you by my side, don't ask me why, I just do."
"Don't laugh, but so do I, I wake every night either screaming or having a hot sweat. Dad had to soundproof my room, because the boys couldn't sleep. I closed my eyes and as soon as I was in a deep sleep, I would be in one of my nightmares. You being there, it is like you are my own personal dream catcher."
"As are you, I have never slept in as long as I did today and even the other nights we have slept together have been comforting and way more than the four hours I usually mange, you are my dream catcher too."
"Dad won't be happy he is a little, old fashioned about it, Adam cannot have Georgia over on a sleepover and they have been together forever."
"I will ask his permission to see you."
"It will be fine, as long as it is under your roof and not his. It is a dad thing."
"Okay, is that a yes then?"
"Sleepovers when I am not on call vet."
"No especially when you are on call vet, Prescott will have to go with you."
"Shit I forgot about her." The elevator stopped and we headed across to another elevator. Christian had me scan my eye and as it scanned, I laughed loudly. "Very James Bond like." Christian pressed the number twenty and we headed up as soon as the doors closed.
"If I had the time I would fuck you against the wall here."
"What is it with you and elevators?"
"I don't know; it only happens when I get in them with you."
"Kiss me then..." He smiled as he laid a chased kiss on my cheek.
"There are security cameras Baby or I would stop the damned thing and fuck you hard..." I kissed him back as the doors opened. I am walked to yet another reception desk.
"Olivia, this is Anastasia Steele, should I get a call or a visit from Miss Steele, no matter where I am or who I am with it is to be placed straight through to me."
"Yes Sir, your eleven thirty is not yet here, would you like a drink Mr Grey, Miss Steele?"
"No thank you Olivia, Taylor is bringing my girlfriend and I our breakfast, until we have eaten hold my calls. Is Andrea at her desk?"
"No Sir, she was called down to the front desk, there is a parcel for you to be signed for."
"Really, has it been passed by security?"
"No, so she is having them scan it in the reception area. I don't know anything else Sir."
"Okay, have her come to my office when she has it. Thanks again Olivia."
"Sir... Miss Steele..." She looks like she is afraid of Christian.
"Wow, you do put the fear of Christ in your employees Christian, is it to be renamed the fear of Christian?"
"Funny, it has been said before, I wonder why the delivery guy didn't take it straight to the security office they know the drill..." I am about to say something when we hear a god awful racket...
"Quick, hold my hand; we are going down my emergency exit, Olivia you come too. Now... Leave your bags."She grabs it anyway, we follow Christian to his office, he opens a door and we head down.
"Take off your heels both of you..." We hear a loud boom and it throws me against poor Olivia, we are both held tightly by Christian as the damned water jets start and the loud racket continues loud enough to bust my ear drums. What the fuck has happened, we are in the dark heading down? My phone goes...
"Hello Ana are you and Christian okay?"
"Taylor, yes, we are in a stairwell, Christian is here." I pass my phone to him and we continue to go down. What the fucking hell is happening and why is it happening now...?
So, who is the bad man or woman who wants to blow up Grey House?
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