I KNOW MANY OF YOU WISHES FOR LONGER CHAPTERS, AND I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU THAT, I REALLY DO. BUT I WILL NOT FILL IN A PAGE WITH RUBBISH JUST BECAUSE YOU GUYS WANT LONGER CHAPTERS. I HATE WHEN OTHER WRITERS DOES THAT, SO I'M NOT DOING IT. SORRY.

CHRISTIAN

''Grey'' I snap at my phone, after I grab it from the nightstand.

''Hi, it's me'' I let out a groan ''yeah, yeah, love you too bro, thanks. Anyway, you know how I'm joining Kate and her family on their vacation in Barbados? Well, I am planning on getting her to stay there a little longer, after her family leaves, so we can-''

''I get the picture,'' I say.

''But Kate would really miss Ana if we are gone for so long, so, I was wondering if you would mind coming to my place Friday? Maybe stay to Saturday, letting the girls say a proper goodbye and all that.'' I look down at Ana who is asleep on my chest, and my fingers are stroking patterns on her back.

''I would have to ask her, but I'm not sure about staying the night. I'll talk to her though.''

''Is she there? Maybe I can persuade her,'' he says with a chuckle and a teasing voice.

''She's asleep, she didn't feel well and I'm not waking her up. But I'll talk to her. Was there anything else Elliot?'' I ask, he says no and I hang up, laying my phone back down on the nightstand. I lie back on my pillow and continue watching Ana sleep; she looks so peaceful right now. I love watching her like this.

As soon as Ana fell asleep, I sent an email to Welch asking for a background check on Stephen Morton. There's no way I'm letting him off the hook on this one, no one treats my Ana like that and gets away with it. If I could, I would leave right this moment to track him down and kill him. But it's not that easy. I need to approach this carefully, and without letting Ana in on what's going on.

First I will look through the background check I'm expecting. I will look through his records and see what he's been up to the past 5 years. Then, I'll have a private investigator to follow him for a couple months, documenting the stuff he does and people he sees. If he's done this to Ana, in all likelihood, he's probably done it towards someone else, it's a psychopathic pattern. I'm sure after some investigation we can find something to get him locked away for, and if not, he'll never see the sun rise ever again.

Ana shifts on me, clutching her hand around my waist and with a sigh her breathing evens out again. I lean down and kiss the top of her head, letting my lips linger there. I love that she wanted to deepen our kiss earlier, but I couldn't do that to her; not after everything she just told me. I didn't want her to think that I took advantage of her in her moment of weakness. Plus I was burning with anger and if I had started to kiss her, at least the way I wanted to kiss her, I'm not sure if I would have been able to stop.

When she fainted in my arms, I had no idea it was because of what I had called her. I was so afraid that it was my closeness that did that to her, that she really didn't like having me that close to her, that she was in fact disgusted with me after everything she learned. I had no idea that when she woke up, she would share that horrific story with me. When her father told me she had it bad enough as it is, I thought that maybe she had been bullied in school or something, but absolutely nothing like the sick things that actually happened to her.

Ana starts to stir again, and her gorgeous blue eyes begin to blink, adjusting to the light in the room, and I can't help but smile down at her as she looks up at me. ''Sleep well?''

''Did you watch me sleep?'' She asks, returning my smile. I nod my head as I lean down to kiss her head again. ''Do I snore?''

With a laugh, I shake my head ''no, but you do make adorable grunts and soft sighs.'' She blushes and hides her head in the t shirt I'm wearing. ''You okay?'' I ask, as I lift her chin to look at her. She nods but smiles sadly.

''Can I ask you something?''

''Of course, anything'' I say and my fingers goes back to stroking her back up and down.

''When did you get into that lifestyle?'' She asks, biting her lip. With a sigh I answer her question.

''I was 15 when it started,'' her head shoots up and she looks at me with wide eyes filled with horror, her mouthing agape as tears start to glistening in her eyes.

''That's… illegal, what a pedophilic monster–''

''Stop Ana, it wasn't like that.''

''Did you lose your virginity to her?'' She asks, and I nod ''was she at least… gentle?'' I give her humorless smile as I shake my head. ''She's just like him, and you're still 'friends' with her, why would you do that?''

''No, that's where you are wrong Ana. What happened to you was not consensual, what Elena and I did was, I had agreed to it all.''

''You were 15, Christian! You couldn't… you weren't… she's an adult who took advantage of a young boy. Does your mother know?''

''Of course not! Ana… let's not talk about this right now, you should eat something.'' I say trying to change the subject, but also because she needs to eat. It's nearly noon and we haven't even had breakfast.

''I don't ever want to see that woman ever again Christian. I realize that she may still be a part of your life, although I don't like it, I want to have nothing to do with her. Keep that woman away from me.'' She says sitting up looking intensely into my eyes, and I can see that she's absolutely serious. I look sadly into her eyes, as I stroke her cheek lightly.

''She's a family friend, I can't promise you that you won't ever see her.''

''You should tell your mom, she deserves to know what the woman, who she believes is her friend, did to her son. It's disgusting'' she says and gets out of the bed to walk into the bathroom.

ANA

I walk into Christian's bathroom, without really having to go to the bathroom, but I needed to get away and think for a little while. I don't understand. I really don't understand how he can think and feel that this Elena, is a good human being, that they' are honestly friends.

She's a grown woman who seduced and repeatedly slept with a 15 year old boy. She's a pedophile, plain and simple. Why doesn't he see it? I wonder what lies she has told him to make him believe that it was okay for them to do that. What sort of lies is his head filled with because of her?

''Ana?''Christian says as he softly knocks on the door to the bathroom, and then soon after his head appears in the doorway. ''Everything okay?'' I nod my head, and start to walk past him when he wraps his arms around my waist, putting his finger under my chin and lifting it up. ''What's wrong?'' he asks holding my chin is place, looking with concern at me.

''It doesn't matter what I say to you, she'll just tell you the opposite. You won't listen to me,'' I say trying to get out of his grip, but he holds me tight.

''That's not true, I listen to you Ana.''

''You don't!'' He let's go of my waist and I walk out of his room. I go towards the kitchen, where I see that the kitchen isle full of food. I don't see Gail anywhere, and when I turn around I see Christian walking towards me. He keeps his eyes on mine as he sits down and starts putting food on a plate.

I sit down too and then start making my tea the way I like it. When the plate he's preparing is full of food, he hands it over to me. ''You didn't eat breakfast yet, eat.'' I take the plate from him and start eating.

''Tell me'' I say looking at him, and his eyebrows shoot up as he gives me a questioningly look. ''You said I shouldn't talk about stuff I don't know, or understand. Make me understand, then I will give you my honest opinion on her.''

''I think your opinion is pretty clear.''

''I told you all about Husband Number Three! Do you know how uncomfortable that was for me? I haven't told anyone about it, not even Ray or Kate and I sure as hell didn't tell the psychiatrist you made me see. You are the only one who knows that much about what happened. So please tell me something about yourself in return.''

''Not now Ana, I'll tell you, but not now'' he says and goes back to reading his paper.

''Don't you think that what you were doing was wrong?'' I ask, and he sighs and shakes his hand. ''Then why haven't you told your parents? If what you were doing wasn't wrong, you could have told them, your mom would understand right? After all it was consensual.'' He looks up and narrows his eyes at me, looking pissed.

''Leave it alone, Anastasia.''

''It's important for her to know that you believe that what you two did was right. Because when you stop believing that and come to your senses realizing that what she did to you was wrong on so many levels, then she will go to jail. You probably weren't the only one. She probably has seduced many adolescent boys, as that is a pedophiles-''

''Stop'' he says harshly before standing up and leaving the kitchen with his plate of food in his hands.

After sitting alone eating my breakfast or rather lunch, considering the time of day, Gail comes in and starts clearing the table. She didn't try making small talk, as she probably heard what we were fighting about. I wonder how much his staff knows about him, or his lifestyle. They probably know quite a bit, as he's had submissive after submissive in this apartment.

I walk out of the kitchen and towards Christian's study. I open the door carefully and see that he's sitting hunched in his chair, his head resting on his arms in front of him. He looks up annoyed, but his expression softens when he sees that it's me. He sits up straight, and I close the door behind me.

He rolls his chair backward and motions for me to sit on his lap. I hesitate, but I walk towards him and sit down on his lap. ''I'm sorry'' I whisper and he closes his eyes ''I shouldn't have probed so much.''

''No,'' he says shaking his head, opening his eyes to look at me. ''I'm sorry I barked at you, you didn't deserve that.'' He stretches his arms around me, and holds onto me tightly.

''I just want to understand Christian. I want to know you, but you're holding back.''

''I know. You're just asking me questions and I have never had anyone else do that. No one has ever asked, more like demanded, the questions that you do,'' he says with a chuckle. ''You opened up to me, and I'm grateful for that, you are so strong'' he says stroking my cheek with his index finger. ''I need time, I'm sorry but I'm not ready to share that part of my life yet.''

ALSO I KNOW THAT I'M PUSHING IT REALLY FAR BETWEEN POSTING NEW CHAPTERS, BUT SOMETIMES IT JUST HAPPENS. I WAKE UP EVERY MORNING, GET READY, GO TO WORK, FINISHES WORK, GO HOME, HELP / MAKE DINNER, EAT, CLEAN, THEN I HAVE A FEW HOURS FOR MYSELF BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP AGAIN. SO THE FEW HOURS I HAVE IS THE ONLY TIME I HAVE TO WRITE, AND ALSO I'M BOOK CRAZY SO I NEED TO FIT IT ALL IN, WRITING, READING, SLEEPING, SO SOME DAYS I HAVE TO CHOSE WHAT I'M GOING TO DO.

I THINK MOST OF YOU CAN RELATE TO THAT, AND I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND.