Chapter 21: Evidence

"What do you mean we can't use all the evidence dad"

Christian is pacing his fathers home office. He is pulling his hair. This shit is incredible. Last night with Ana was amazing. She arrived after him at Escala, having to pack an overnight bag. Maybe I should suggest she leave some clothes at my place so she doesn´t have to pack a bag all the time. They had spent hours in the bedroom. Their playtime was fun, exhilarating.

Later they had dinner on the floor of the living room in their bathrobes while playing chess. Ana is challenging, in a good way. Last night was amazing, today is a disaster. Christian had woken up after a whole nights sleep draped around Ana to several emails and messages from his father. He called Andrea to let her know he would not be coming in today. He had shit load to do, but this Elena issue had to be over with and soon so he prioritized it. He needed to get her out of his life forever.

Christian had kissed Ana goodbye after breakfast, she took a cab today too. He ordered Taylor to put Sawyer as her covert CPO from today. He had to make sure she was safe. Him buying SIP, this shit with Elena, him being who he is was dangerous for her. People would eventually find out about their relationship or whatever this was, and when they did they would come after her.

"Christian, son. Calm down. We can use some of it, but not everything. Not everything was obtained legally"

"How"

"Well you move too fast"

"She stole from MY company. I used MY people to investigate. I used MY accounts and MY documents to investigate"

"Christian calm down"

Carrick says and stands up. He walks over to his son, putting his hands on his shoulder and lightly shaking him.

"Not every peace of information, evidence, came from your company. Christian they had to dig deeper to find out more. Barney had to hack into accounts you do not own"

He lets go of Christian and walks back to his desk. He leans on the edge, looking warily at his son. Christian motions for him to continue.

"We can use enough to get her convicted for attempted murder on Ros. We can also use enough to prove fraud. Don´t worry, it will take longer than expected but we will get there in the end"

Christian nods and sits down on one the leather chairs opposite his fathers desk.

"Hows mom"

"Good. So, I met Ros´assistent. Beautiful woman"

"Yes, she is"

"Christian, your mother told me about the looks you were giving each other at the hospital when Ros was admitted. Now it´s none of my business, but is she your submissive"

"NO"

Christian screams and jumps out of the chair, startling his father. He is raging. Carrick looks at his son, shaking his head he walks over to him.

"Son, I did not mean to offend nor upset you. I had to ask"

"I don´t know what we are dad, but she is definitely not my submissive. I don´t want that, and even if I wasn´t done with the lifestyle by now I would have given it up for her. Just the thought of hurting her makes me sick"

Carrick nods and smiles. His son is changing. This is good. Finally he will become the man we all know he is. The one that loves infinitely. He just had to meet the right girl.

Christian spent hours at his fathers office. Elliott arrived during lunch and they spent some time together. It was good. Being around his dad and brother. Christian finally felt close to his family now. He had always believed his family would reject him after learning the truth about his lifestyle, but the fact that he used to be into BDSM did not bother them. It was the whole thing with Elena. Christian understands now why. Fifteen year old boy introduced to BDSM. That's fucked up.

He had asked Taylor to take the rest of the day off as he was heading for a session with Bastille and would stay in for the rest of the night working from his home office. Hesitantly Taylor had accepted and retreated to the staff quarters with Gail.

"You look distracted man, must be a good girl or a guy"

Bastille wiggles his eyebrows and grins. He is a tall muscular dark skinned man. His eyes light brown and piercing through your soul when he looks at you. Bastille was the only one, besides his brother, who could joke around with him without getting into trouble. Christian huffed. Bastille, you have no idea.

"So, you gonna tell me which one it is?"

Bastille says pushing his long dreads away from his face.

"No"

Christian says and turns away from Bastille. He puts on his shirt and sits down on a bench grabbing a water bottle. Bastille sits on the bench opposite him.

"Listen man, you may lack experience with woman but all you have to do is try. Besides, if you need some pointers I am happy to give it to you"

Christian laughs. Bastille has no idea about his old lifestyle, as the rest of the world. The only rumour he did not believe was that Christian was gay.

Christian had worked in his home office for a few hours. Constantly getting distracted by his thoughts of Ana. He had secretly taken a photo of her during the meeting in New York. Her skin was glowing in the photo. She was smiling sweetly. He kept looking at it throughout his day. Believing he would never get the chance to be with her he had taken the photo as a reminder of his angel. The one that made his heart, the one he thought he did not have, beat from the first time they had met. He walked out of his office and to the floor to ceiling windows surrounding his living area. He looked out at a dark Seattle. Only a few windows had theire lights on. He was alone. He felt lonely. He contemplated calling Ana, but remembered their conversation during breakfast. She told him she couldn´t stay over every night though she wanted to be with him. They had to take it slow. Christian felt deflated, but after talking to his dad and brother understood that he should move slow as it was a new type of relationship for them both. He decided to call her. At least her voice would soothe him before he went to sleep. He heard the elevator door open and walked over to the foyer. Hoping Ana changed her mind and came over to surprise him. Who else could it possibly be at this hour.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE"

Christian is screaming at the young man standing in front of him with a baseball bat in his hands. Behind him Elena appears, laughing.

"Christian, darling. Meet Isaac. My sub"

Before he can react the young boy attacks him with a single blow to the head. Christian falls over and lifts his arms above his head as the young boy is beating him relentlessly. He is hitting him all over his body. Every blow harsher than the previous. His head is pounding. He tries to move to get up, but the attack is vicious. He tries to scream for Taylor, but can't. Christian can hear Elena talking, but can´t make out any of the words. His eyes close.

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