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WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS...

Chapter 21: Gone and Forgotten:

Ana's POV:

After the best day ever suddenly turned into the night from hell, I suddenly am at a loss as to how I should be feeling? I'm quite simply emotionless as far as Carla is concerned, I am not sad for the loss of my mother, but I am however grieving loss of the mother I might have had. Christian assures me he will sort everything out and I am blessed that he is so darned calm and controlled. We are having a quiet night in, though I am pretty sure he had something spectacular planned, he says it was a simple boat trip down the Seine and a meal on board. Knowing him as I do already, I bet he quite literally pushed the boat out.

"Christian, how come I cannot cry over her death?"

"Perhaps the tears will come later? I am hardly the one to advise you on that matter. I have never experienced death, and my birth mothers I do not remember much about."

"I guess I have distanced myself from her for so long, that perhaps she is nothing to me anymore? I sound hard and harsh, but she only ever did two things which I am thankful for, she birthed me and she brought Ray into my life, other than that I have nothing in common with her." Christians phone rings. I sit in the car and watch as Paris at night passes me by. He holds my hand and I grab hold of it as though it is my lifeline to sanity.

"Thank you for informing us about the positive identification Detective, yes if anything comes to mind I will let you know, good evening." I look towards Christian. "The dental work matches Carla's; she had a new crown fitted three days ago. They want to know if you know if she had a lawyer."

"Well, the only ones I know of, you know of too, the ones they used for their application to get green cards for the son's of Andre?"

"Good thinking, if she has property here they, the Vasin's, could want it back, especially if it was done to hide his assets? She could have left them to you thought Ana?" I laugh, before I realise he's serious.

"Umm, do you see that?" I point to the sky and Christian follows my finger. "That is a pig flying, and we all know I have about as much chance of inheriting anything from Carla, as I have at actually seeing flying bacon. Now, what did you have planned for tonight, and have you cancelled it? I would love to be romanced Christian?"

"I've put it off until Tuesday, how about we have a date night at home, perhaps have a meal on the terrace and sip champagne in the moonlight?"

"You do romance very well, that sounds nice. Tonight I want to forget I ever had a mother called Carla..."

"I will try my darndest to make that happen. Do you want me to cancel the authors meetings tomorrow?"

"No, I think it would be rude not to go. Besides they will be a distraction. You can help me read the darned manuscripts though?"

"I want to do rude things to you Baby, not read a book..."

"Oh, I think that's an idea and a half. Now, if I read these rabbit warrens correctly, this is home is it not?" He looks out of the window and smiles.

"Ana, you called it home."

"Okay then The Grey Hotel of Hotness..."

"I prefer home Baby, besides my hotels are under Grey Leisure..."

"Is there anything your fingers have not got in a pie?"

"No, and at present they are awaiting some time with my girlfriend..."

"Oh god, I am in for a very nice time, with your attempts at brainwashing her out of my head aren't I Christian?"

"Amongst other things, amongst many other things Ana, yes..." He says yes with the prolonged sound of the 'S' sounding like a rattle snake shaking his tail, oh me oh my... I feel the moisture rising already... When we get in, Madaline is waiting in the kitchen and the smell of the most delicious chicken roasting hits my nostrils, I love that smell. She is such a happy person and has welcoming arms for me to fall in, bless her she does not know how little I thought of Carla.

"Are you okay Ana, it is never good losing a parent."

"Thank you Madaline, I just need a little time to get my head around it. Please do not worry about me; we were not close, not close at all. My grandmother brought me up with my father Ray. I will not cry tears over someone who thought me an inconvenience and used me as a means to get more money from her killer husband. I did need a hug though, a hug like my Nene used to give me. Thank you, thank you very much, dinner smells amazing."

"You are welcome; it is just a simple roast chicken dinner, as I was not expecting you to be in for dinner."

"It will be more than fine; I have eaten posh once today, normal food is what's needed to cheer me up. I need to change. Christian, are you coming up or do you have issues to deal with?"

"I have many new issues to deal with, especially if the Vasin's want back their property, I will have the team look for holdings owned by Carla."

"Thanks, if they want them back let them have them."

"Anastasia Steele, they could be worth millions."

"Christian Grey, they could be worth billions and I still would not want them. She got them by lying on her back, I do not want to profit from it, and remember those pigs flying? Yes, well we know she was too self-centred to leave me a dime... I need to wash away this hospital smell. Join me when you are ready."

"Ana..."

"Christian, I am fine." I head off to take a bath and drown myself in Lavender and Camomile bath bombs to calm me... Damn that woman and damn her life of crime and prostitution and running the long con, then I hit a wall, is that what this is and she is not in fact dead? Tattoos can be copied, birthmarks can be tattooed on and dental work can be faked, shit my head hurts. She better be dead or I will kill her for sure.

Christian's POV:

As Ana walks the stairs to our room, I can't help but think Carla's death has brought many more problems to our door. I head into my office and place the conference call to Taylor, Barney and Welch, my affectionately named Flintstone crew; I can only imagine Taylor is Bam-Bam! I should not laugh imagining how he got the name, I would guess from the one punch and you're out thing he has going on, I re-group my wayward thoughts to think about the ensuing dark times ahead of us, which are bound to be a little fraught.

"Taylor, it's bad..."

"Mr Grey, I know. Whilst you were at the hospital we made the enquiries you asked of us, the properties Carla Vasin owned were hers and hers alone, they were left to her by her former husband Yuri Brusilov, the one-time boss of Andre Vasin, he and Carla were married for a year before he died, in a drowning accident, his boat blew up and he died..."

"For fucks sake as in boom there's a bomb or did he leave the gas on too?"

"It is one of the leads we are chasing, that Carla had in fact had something to do with her grandparent's deaths too, because she tried to claim the inheritance too quickly, that much we do know."

"It doesn't just rain, it fucking seems to pour. So how much is she worth and why did you lot not know this?" Barney takes over and I listen.

"Boss Man, the fortune and properties she has sorry she had, is in her married name and it is in her original Russian name she is now called Vladlena Kirlian, she of VK Holdings. Yes, that's her true name, did Ana not tell you her mother was born in Russia to the then single Anastasia Kirlian, daughter of a General Kirlian, who according to their application forms had disowned his daughter for having a child by an American enemy. I looked up their entry applications, on the papers they had to fill in as an engaged partner of a serving Marine, they had to reapply for Anastasia and Vladlena, to come into the country, they then married when they got here, after it was proved the child was his.

They also changed her name to Carla Mae, if you believe the story told to immigration, Carla Mae was a young nurse on the boat they took to America, anyhow she changed her name back to Vladlena, when 'Carla Mae' tried and failed to get her inheritance back, she had to leave the country because she got into trouble, Carla Mae was wanted for fraud, prostitution and blackmail to name but a few of the charges she ran away from. She then reverted back to her Russian name and got a Russian passport, since then she's spent most of her time in Russia. She has been back a lot to America, using both her American and Russian passport too. Did they find her Russian Passport?" Wow, that was a lot of Russian's Barney...

"No, no they referred to her as Carla and not this Vladlena, wow my girls mother it seems was a piece of work. What more is there on Vladlena Holdings, some of them must be in the name Carla Mae Vasin, because the detective said so?"

"She has a few in her American name, but more in her Russian name. Her other company name is Anastasia Rose Enterprises, and is very large, the reason I think Andre Vasin married her was to get his hands on her property empire and money."

"Fuck, Ana's mother was rich?"

"Not as rich as you Boss Man and nowhere near as loaded as Ana of the Book! But it seems as her mother's only child then possibly yes, yes she may be entitled to her mother's assets, I will track down her attorney, perhaps he knows more? She had a few properties here in America, there in Paris one in London and several in Russia. The late husband was an art dealer, and a well known art dealer too, Vasin was ex security for the man and has friends in high places too, so beware. There is no marriage licence on record anywhere; the ones she gave to immigration here were faked." Interesting, so she was possibly not married to the thug who possibly killed her?

"Check with our Russian friends, she can't have been stupid enough to apply with fake documents, or can she?"

"Perhaps she wasn't aware they were fake, Boss Man perhaps she thought she was actually married to this Andre Vasin?"

"Who knows, the one person we could have asked is dead and the other is back in Russia. It seems there is more to the eye than Carla Mae or this Vladlena. Get as much info from where ever you can; ask Ray for more background, I am damned sure Ana would have known her mother's real name was Vladlena, and said something if she knew, but I doubt it because she hasn't had much contact with her mother?"

"Ana might not have know, because her mother was registered here in America under the name Carla Mae, it is all legal too Boss Man, her father signed the paperwork when he registered her here in America as his daughter Carla Mae Brooks, she was for all intents and purpose an American citizen, who happened to be born in Russia."

"Still call him please? It seems that there are a lot of similarities between Elena and Carla's past too, prostitution, blackmail and fraud, look into those please too. I am sure they know each other; I am damned sure in fact. Have a team go into the New York apartment, and see who is hauled up there."

"Mr Grey, Sir, do you need extra cover, there?"

"No Taylor, the team here is excellent. They pulled together today and really did a first rate job of it too. I want word as soon as Leila's plane lands too."

"It will land after midnight Sir..."

"Wake me whenever it fucking lands, she is just crazy enough to kill Ana."

"Sir..."

"I am sorry I was a little terse with you Jason, but right now Ana needs us to be on the ball. Can you also call my man at Cartier here in Paris; I need to have a meeting with him, after my meeting with the French finishes tomorrow."

"Knee drop?" He went there again, he fucking went there, if I didn't owe him my life I'd fire his ass and his wheelchair...

"No, no Ana needs jewels for the White Ball on Friday..." I see Jason Taylor grin. Okay, even I know a knee drop is too much and too soon. "If that's all, then I need to see to Ana, she is more cut up about this than she knows. Call me with anything you find." I end the call and go in search of Ana. I wonder if she does know of this Vladlena woman... I laugh at her name; it really is a strange name to give a child. It sounds like a vampire's name, and then I wonder was she named by her Russian General of a grandfather as it is a tad Russian? Then I wonder if the General is still around? No, no he would be a centurion at least by now, because Nene would have been an octogenarian... My fucking head is spinning, so how must Ana be feeling? I run the stairs to see just how she is coping... I get to the room and she is sobbing loudly in the bathtub. The sound cuts through to my heart. I take in a deep breath and head in, she is in cold water shivering, fuck she's in a bad way.

"Ana, Ana Baby," I grab a towel and head towards her, I pull the plug as she sobs into her knees, "Ana, these tears, are they for your mother?"

"Nope, they are because I have brought all this crap with me, you don't need this or me messing with your life. I will head home tomorrow, don't worry I won't say anything, I signed the paperwork. I just don't need you to be worrying about me blackening your name and hard work."

"Okay, where the hell did that come from Baby, have I said you are a problem? Or that I want you to leave me? Ana, there is some major crap happening right here and right now, both with us and your mother. Ana if you want to go home we can, note I said we, because wherever you go I go too."

"I was giving you the out if you needed it. I need you Christian because I don't know my butt from my elbow at the moment."

"Your elbow is digging me in the ribs and I am holding your butt, don't worry I got you covered Baby."

"Funny man you are not, despite your trying it. Stick to being the business savant you are. Are you sure I am not hurting you or your company Christian?"

"Never Baby, I want to look out for my girlfriend, because I love her and need her here with me. We do have things to discuss Ana, serious things, so how about you get your lounging stuff on and I will pour is a stiff drink?"

"Umm, can I have a stiff orange juice please, two cubes of ice and can you hold off on the garnish? Thank you, I have to be sober to greet Gray Independent Publisher's new clients in Europe tomorrow. I am looking forward to work related things now. Give me a minute to change and then we do the talk thing you seem to need?" She jumps off my knee and enters my walk in wardrobe, her clothes were unpacked by Madaline earlier; she seems to be too quiet until I hear her swear, so I make a quick exit. I pour the lady her drink and place in the two cubes of ice and grab a beer from the cooler. I am sure tonight will be fine.

"Mr Grey, Christian, sorry he name it will take me a while to you know get used to, your dinner. Shall I set the table here for you and Ana?"

"No, no. In fact give me the tray please? Ana and I will set the table, please go and enjoy the evening off you were promised, and thank you for today Ana needed the hug you gave her, she misses her grandmother and today I think was a day she could have done with her here to help her through this."

"If she needs me, call and I will come and see to her needs, I have a strong pair of arms should she need them, have a good evening Sir, I mean Christian."

"Good night and thank you Madaline." My housekeepers are the best, as I am placing the plates in the oven here to keep warm When Ana comes out, in what can only be described as wow...

"Oh good I'm starving. What is the matter, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Ana, you look amazing. That, that looks like, well it looks fantastic."

"What this thing? I think that the Fab Two dressers have decided that you need to be kept in line, I swear this is so sheer, that you can see my nipples, can you Christian?"

"And more, plenty more..."

"Okay then, lounge pants it is..."

"I think not young lady, get that outfit and your body over here and eat, then I think we need to see what else they packed for you, I know Caroline did not pick that, did you?"

"No this is from Kate's 'leave em weeping collection' she gives them a show before she sends them on their way. I think this is a new one though. I think I should have put on the underwear too, what do you think?" Her tits are just there and nothing is hidden and my tent is fucking pitching again.

"I like seeing your wares Ana, very much so, now eat Baby, you will need to eat to keep your strength up for later. I am going to fuck you hard Baby!"

"Are we sexing alfresco again?" And more Baby! I grin as she flaunts her tits at me, she knew what she was doing putting that on, my little minx is learning quickly.

"I thought we could use the Jacuzzi and enjoy each other's company Ana, after the talk I think you will need some hugs." Then we fuck and hard...

"Is it bad? Oh crap let me eat first. Then kill me with what she's been up to." She grabs a plate and sits at the kitchen dining table, and I slide in next to her. She picks at her food and I gently get her to eat. She smiles and eats. I am not in the mood for food either not seeing her in lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination. We eat the dinner in silence, is this right, do couples not talk at the dining table. Her hand rests on my lap and she sighs.

"Thank you for the silence I think needed it. Now tell me what she's done?"

"What do you know of a Vladlena Kirlian?"

"Nene was called Kirlian, before she married my grandfather why, who is she her sister?"

"She is your mother!"

"Fuck, I mean damn, was Carla not my real mother, thank god for that, oh hell to think I thought she was, where is she, this Vladlena Kirlian?"

"Ana, she was Carla; they are one in the same. Carla was born Vladlena Kirlian, in Moscow, your Nene changed her name when she got here and she married your grandfather. Your mother, is sorry was rich too."

"And..."

"And Ana, the money you thought was this Andre Vasin's, was in fact hers, it seems she is a very good or was a good business woman."

"Well prostitution is the oldest profession in the world, there's a few in the old bible too. So, how did she make her money? Am I right and it was in the sex trade?"

"Actually no, she is a property entrepreneur, and she inherited her last husband's art business, he was very rich."

"So if Andre is not the rich one, why did she make me think he was? I mean she gushed about how much her ring cost and the property he bought her as a wedding present?"

"They were what she inherited from husband number four we think, he was a Russian billionaire art dealer called Yuri Brusilov?"

"Nope, not heard that name before, what else don't I know about the whore that birthed me? She was married twice after Ray, that's all I know about her, until she rolled up when she'd married Andre. Why do I think she is some sort of Black Widow?"

"Was Ana, was a Black Widow."

"Ouch grumpy pants, she's dead so can we just forget about correcting this is/was thing?"

"Okay Ana, but there is going to be a many questions needing answers."

"I suppose Daddy had Carla checked out, I should ask him tomorrow, when I tell him the witch is dead?"

"Ana as her only daughter, you will be entitled to everything, it turns out she was not legally married to Vasin either."

"Again the price of bacon is sky high! Christian, my mother would not give me the steam from her coffee, so I hardly think I am going to benefit now am I?"

"You are her next of kin, so yes."

"Did she get all this old man's art money or did he have another family?"

"I don't know yet, why?"

"Well they can have his estate back. She doesn't need it and I do not want it."

"Okay... I guess..."

"There is no guessing to be had, it's not mine and I don't want her money or property, unless she has my grandmothers jewels, they are all I want back."

"You're sure Ana, just think what you could do with the money?"

"What could I do Christian, rebuild Montesano? I don't think so! No, it's going back to the people she stole it from. My life is fine as it is and I do not need money and unlike book Ana, this Ana isn't doing anything noble with the money, if in fact there is any money. Vasin will make a play for the money and property that much I do know. Now, I need that Jacuzzi experience please, because until we know what's what and who is who, there is nothing to gain by setting my stall out with any stolen mans property. I hated her when she was alive if she is dead, then I still hate her."

"If... What do you mean by that Ana?"

"I mean tattoos, birthmarks and dental records can all be faked, she is good at the chameleon thing she does. She has had a lot of experience changing her appearance. She had to after the families of two of her 'victims' chased her for their property back. One of them was the victim of one of her long cons she pulled, he was the husband after Ray, she slowly conned him out of all his money and his fourth generation owned farm house was lost because of it, she took him for over a hundred grand, and she was married to him a whole six months before she ran out after she had ruined his life and family. The next was a realtor and builder, who died three months into their marriage, so perhaps that's where the buildings in America come from? She span her web to catch the flies and then devoured them leaving them with nothing, so she hasn't changed at all, she robbed Ray and did it time and again. I know one thing that will confirm that it's her when they do the post-mortem, they can check out if she's all there down there, after having me she told Nene, that she had to have hysterectomy, because she ran out of the hospital after having me, she bled out a lot and she couldn't be saved, unless they took it all away, which is the only reason I am an only child. Thank god, can you imagine her running out on more children?"

"Okay, that's good, as you say the other things can be copied, and that detail is kind of hard I would imagine to have duplicated, I will let the detective know?"

"Thank you, kind Sir, now, what about the tub?" I lean across kiss her and drag her kicking and screaming to the roof top Jacuzzi, for some hot tub fun...

Ana's POV:

I smile as he pulled me towards him. His fingers are moving slowly down my back, and through the gossamer silks I barely had on, I could feel his erection and shivered. He raised me up to meet his lips, his tongue opened my mouth gently and he kissed me. "Now, let's get these off, as lovely as they are, they are stopping me from ogling my woman's birthday suit. I need to get you in the tub." I was carried to the outside patio were the Jacuzzi was bubbling and steaming, there were candles and music playing, champagne chilling and a platter of chocolate covered strawberries, this was an upchuck of romance and love, it was overdone and opulent the tub had now been shielded from the neighbours with sways of muslin curtains and it looked amazing, who the hell had done this? His hands are running over the silks and the lace panels. The negligee was the first to go, and as he kissed my shoulder he turned me to face him, he slipped the lace straps down my arms.

He watched as the silk fell down my body, his eyes are now on my breasts, he then began cupping them softly in his hands, caressing them and kissing them. He then knelt before me kissing my belly, and edged his way slowly to my sex, when he got there, he slipped in his tongue, he played with my sex until I mewed like a cat, god forbid I made a Pussy Joke right now! I had put my hands in his hair to stop myself falling over. He kissed my belly again and worked up to my breasts again, suckling on one and then he smiled as he moved on to the other, which was all ready hardened and waiting for the same attention. Then he scooped me up and put me in the water of the massive Jacuzzi tub. This was nice, sensual even, the water splashed over the top, as he stripped and got in too, he popped the cork on the champagne pouring it into our glasses and taking a mouthful, he kissed me allowing it to trickle from his mouth to mine, then he grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me sending the water everywhere.

Taking the glass from me, he gently pulled me to him. He began touching me gently, touching me all over, his fingers slipped inside me as he played with my sex. Turning my back to him he then continued to play with me, my feet are braced against the floor and my hand is clasping at the side of the tub, whilst his other hand was playing with my hardened nipples, he then kissed my neck, he was so gentle that it felt wonderful and different. He carried on playing with me, with his fingers going deeper and his is thumb stroking the sensitive spot. I couldn't hold back anymore and quivered as I came, my legs stiffened as he did it over and over again, all the time kissing my neck.

"Turn around Baby, I want you." I happily did just that. I'm now hovering over his shaft, excited and near on rampant as hell, my sex and I are so sensitive after his wonderful finger work that I need to pond my self hard on my ma's manhood, I sound crude, but this is what he does to me! Add in the atmosphere out here too, then my need for him and it are heightened, the way we were acting we are feeling the same way, my sex is now painfully throbbing and I need more, so I lowered myself on to him, and as I did I cried out as he entered me! God, it felt sensual and erotic out here, as the candles flickered, we played, and he drank the champagne, which he then shared through our kisses. I was so giddy on the champagne and being his girlfriend, in fact I was still in shock that he wanted me to me more than someone he fucked and I was. I knew I was more to him than just sex. The love he had shown me in the short time we'd had together was mind blowing and I was happy, happy like I'd never been before. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began slowly rising and falling on him, our tongues and mouths are frantic as we kiss. He bit my lip letting it fall. I then kissed his neck as he held my backside, his fingers wandering again.

He kissed my neck hard and placed a finger inside me; wow, the feelings were enhanced, but this time in the water, it felt different and so nice. As he moved me up and down his shaft, he began groaning and crying out my name, his pleasure I felt as he held me tightly, his breathing is laboured and hard, as are the kisses and thrusts, the screams and murmurs, the splashes and tears, Everything began filling my senses, my brain and sex were sent into a frantic overload. We built up to a heavenly, painful, pleasurable, earth shattering finish, the water was everywhere and as we came together, it was frantic as we each shook to a slow and heady climax, we collapsed into each other crying and hugging. Wow I am with a sex god...

"Ana that was wonderful, open air sex is the best sex, and so pleasurable Baby." I was so exhausted; I just nestled against his chest, umming. He stood up carrying me to the bed; he'd grabbed a towel and made me stand as he dried me. That was just as nice as the sex we'd just had. I dried him too and he laughed as I did his pride and joy, boy it was bloody ready again. "I swear Baby only you ever done this to me before, it's like I have a permanent hard on and a grin on my face since meeting you." I just laughed as he put me to bed. He climbed in at the side of me and we rid him of his hard on several times more, he didn't disappoint me either, but I was so tired and sore when we finished, that I lay in his arms, spent.

"You killed me again Christian Grey, seeing stars here and God too, I love you but I need sleep, need rest, need you later too, but I need sleep Christian." He kissed my head and I slept nestled into his chest.

"Sleep Ana, you looked wonderful today, today was wonderful everything is wonderful, but then you are my kind of wonderful." He put his arms around me and we slept...

Try the pintrest thing, PLEASE? It sort of gives you a small inkling to the story detail, well a little anyhow... Now thank you for all your comments, reviews and being great readers of my stories. I have to point out some sex scenes are similar to others stories I have written, I don't actually like writing them, believe it or not, lol... Coming next Ana's first day at work, and a meeting that blows Ana's mind...