Christian's POV:

Despite my protests, Anastasia insisted on going into work today. I wanted to play hooky again today, but Ana was adamant. With being pregnant and soon to be married she says she can't miss any work. As a boss, I understand her motivation, but as her fiance, I want her all to myself. I am just getting out of a meeting with Ros that went fantastically. She's the best number two I could ask for. With the baby on the way and our honeymoon, I know I'm safe keeping my company in her command. I sit down and my computer and see that I have a message from my fiance I can't wait until I can say, wife.

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Bondage Magazine Interview Tonight

Date: October, 25th, 2012

To: Christian Grey

Everything is set up for the interview tonight. They want to take photographs, but they have to be cleared by both of us first. I will be by your side the entire time. This is the best way for it to come out.

Love,

Anastasia Grey

Editor, Grey-Steele Publishing


Anastasia Grey has a wonderful ring to it. I don't think I will ever get tired of seeing or hearing that. It turns out that when one of America's most well-known businessman asks to do an interview for your magazine things happen very fast. I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried about this interview, but I think that Katherine is right. It is best if it comes out this way.

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Bondage & Mrs Grey

Date: September, 17th, 2012

To: Anastasia Steele

That is fine. I hope all goes well tonight. Gail is making steak for dinner. I know you keep craving red meat. As for your name I can't wait for you to be Anastasia Grey permanently. You will legally be MINE.

BTW I like that subject line ;)

Christian Grey,

CEO, Grey Enterprise Holdings, Inc.


I get a response almost immediately.

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Clarification

Date: September, 17th, 2012

To: Christian Grey

You are aware that I am not property?

Love,

Anastasia Steele

Editor, SIP


From: Christian Grey

Subject: Matters of Your Heart

Date: September, 17th, 2012

To: Anastasia Steele

I do not mean that I am going to possess you. That would be an impossible task since you are so stubborn and strong headed. I merely mean that you are giving you my heart. It will be mine and mine is yours.

Christian Grey,

CEO, Grey Enterprise Holdings, Inc.


Again her response is quick.

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Hearts and Flowers, Mr Grey.

Date: September, 17th, 2012

To: Christian Grey

I like this side of you. You have my heart already Christian. I love you, but I am about to go into a meeting. I'll see you tonight.

Yours Forever,

Anastasia Grey.

Editor, SIP.


I smile again at her name. I convinced her after a long talk that she would go only by Grey as long as our children are Steele-Grey. I know Ray doesn't have any children other than Anastasia and she is determined to keep his name going. I meet her right outside SIP at precisely five o'clock. As usual, I step out of the car to greet her. She smiles, and I'm rewarded with a kiss. I love how she has to stand on her tiptoes to kiss me when she's wearing flats.

"What are you smiling about, Mr Grey?" She says in a sweet voice looking up at you.

"I'm just admiring my soon to be wife."

"How sweet." She smiles, and I lead her into the car. Once we're both inside Taylor pulls into traffic, and we head back to Escala. We only have a few minutes to relax before the journalist arrives with a photographer. She's a tall woman with long shiny flaxen blonde hair and piercing emerald eyes. She is dressed in a sleek skin tight dress that falls below her knees and shows more than enough cleavage. She seems to be having difficulty walking in her Louboutin pumps, which leads me they're either new, or she's not used to walking in heels.

"Mr Grey, My name is Clarisse Brennen. We talked on the phone earlier this week."

"Yes, I remember, thank you for agreeing to do this interview. This is my fiance Anastasia Steele. You dealt with her several times over the phone if I'm not mistaken."

"Yes, I remember. It's lovely to meet you in person finally."

"It's nice to meet you too Miss Brennen."

"Please call me Clarisse."

"Alright, Clarisse. Where should we start?"

"I would like to start by asking you some questions then move along to the photo shoot. I want to two of you in the photos so my hair and makeup team will be here any minute with a wardrobe for the two of you."

"Sounds good, but Anastasia will not be leaving my side."

"I completely understand Anastasia shared some information with me and I know this must be hard for you, but it's also courageous." I don't say anything, but I signal for them to follow me to the couch. Anastasia practically sits on my lap, and I can't help, but think it's so I won't run away, but I don't think that's the case. I never really considered how this must be on her. I have known this lifestyle since I was fifteen, but I introduced Anastasia to this, and it's going to be public knowledge soon. I lean over and kiss her, and both of us relax, and Clarisse looks on with a smile.

"Where did the two of you meet?"

"She came to interview me for the WSU paper. He best friend Katherine Kavanagh is the editor and had gotten sick. I am so lucky that it was she who fell through my office door."

"So was it love at first sight?" Anastasia laughs, and I do too.

"Yes," I say, and Anastasia blushes.

"Not for you, though?" She looks at Ana.

"Well no. Quite frankly, I thought he was a pompous ass. I was fascinated by him, but not all of my feelings about him were good."

"When did you start to fall for him?"

We are interrupted by the arrival of the stylists who immediately begin to work on Anastasia. Since I want to stay here, they linger around while we continue the interview which makes me a bit uncomfortable.

"When we went to get funnel cakes together after dinner. He was so sweet and funny, but he panicked at the end and ran away. Our next date was when I know for sure. He got my favourite food and beer. He got so much food and was made a bet-" Anastasia looks at me, and I remember to bet. God dammit. "I won, and Christian has to wear whatever I pick out for him."

"What did he end up wearing?"

"Well, to be honest, the shocking events that followed our dinner put it out of my mind, but I'm glad I remembered." She gives me a wicked smile that scares me a little bit.

"So what were the shocking events?"

"I showed her my playroom, so that was a shock for her. The shock for me was finding out she was a virgin."

"You were a virgin?" She smiles imagining what a scene that must have been.

"Yes, when I walked into that room I was mentally lacing up my running shoes." Ana looks at me. "Christian is going to have to share something extremely personal, so it's only fair that I do too. Technically I wasn't a virgin. I had been raped, but for me, that didn't count. I never willingly gave myself to someone. Some people might agree with me and some won't."

"Well if it makes you feel better I do agree with you. I am very sorry that you had to go through something like that and it's even more amazing how much you have accomplished in your life." Anastasia smiles, but I know she's in her head thinking about her past.

"She's an amazing woman isn't she?" I kiss her on the cheek bringing her back to the present.

"If you don't mind Mr Grey I would like to talk a little bit about your past. If it becomes too much, we can take a break, but I don't want this article to be too much about your past. This is about getting your story out before the trial."

"Please continue."

"Do you remember much about your childhood before you were adopted?"

"Yes, I remember a lot about my past before I was a Grey. My mother was sweet, but a drug addict and a prostitute. When she wasn't coherent, he pimp would beat me and extinguish his cigarettes on me. I never understood what full was until my mother passed away. I was alone when she died, and her pimp found us after a few days and called the police. Grace my mother was the doctor on call and decided to adopt me."

"What about your childhood with the Grey's?"

"It took me a while to come out of my shell. I didn't speak until my parent brought Mia home. Once I was a teenager, I started to get into trouble. I was fighting and drinking, and that's how I found myself in Elena's hands."

"How so?"

"Well, my parents thought working for her clearing out garbage from her construction project would help me out. Little did they know I was just her prey. For a long time, I thought she had all the answers. I was fifteen years only, and this attractive older woman came on to me. I will admit she did help straighten me out, but there are better ways it could have happened. She convinced me love wasn't real and BDSM was the only thing that mattered."

"Obviously, things have changed, though."

"Yes, Anastasia changed my life. Elena didn't like it, though. She wanted me to be that fifteen years old again who she had control over. The sight of my in love made her crazy."

"Do you think this abuse is the only reason you are a dominant?"

"No," I say matter of factly. "I mean I came into the lifestyle because of abuse, but I think that no matter what Elena or not I would have been a dominant. I need control. I don't think the BSDM community is abuse nor the people who practice it, abusers. They are consenting adults."

"What about you Anastasia?"

"I think that it's a simple matter of wanting to be in control or relinquish control. I think some people would be surprised that even the most normal person they know could be part of the BDSM community."

"So you two will keep practising BDSM?"

"Absolutely," Anastasia says with a giggle. "Sex is a way to show your passion and love for a person. That's why it's called lovemaking, and it's not just vanilla. There are 31 flavours to try."

"I would also like to add that not all BDSM relationships are like ours. Some people aren't in love they are just looking for discipline or control. I feel like people see it as the harsh cold world where people are running wild, but it's not. Just like a regular relationship all BDSM relationships are different." We continue to talk for some time about BDSM relationships and I explain all about past relationships the good and the bad and Clarisse seems very happy. She wants to tell my story, but she doesn't want the BDSM community shamed and neither do I.

"Our photographer is on his way up right now, so I think we should get you two dressed. Christian, you can change in the playroom where we will take the photographs, and we've set up Anastasia's clothes in the bedroom next door." The door bursts open and I jump to my feet pushing Anastasia behind me.

"The photographer is in the house." Jose pulls off his sunglasses and smiles. "Dios mio Ana you are a fucking knockout."

"Jose!" Anastasia screams and runs to him almost knocking him over in the process. "What are you doing here?"

"Christian insisted I take the photos." Anastasia looks at me like she about to cry.

"I thought you would be more comfortable." She runs back to me and gives me a hug.

"Thank you." We are quickly bustled upstairs, and in just a few minutes we are both changed. Anastasia completely knocked me off my feet walking in dressed in a black skin-tight Agent Provocateur dress with a leather collar around her neck. I am dressed just in my regular playroom jeans unbuttoned at the top without a shirt. All I can think about is fucking her bound while they direct us into positions. We take a few photos of Ana in different locations with me holding the leash than a few of just Anastasia. They are snapping their solo photos of me holding a riding crop when I see Anastasia slip out of the room.

"That's a wrap." Clarisse calls and people flood out of the room. I see no sign of Anastasia, so I assume she's just gone to take off her makeup. I see everyone to the door to say goodbye.

"Jose will be sending you the pictures to be cleared before we print, which should be soon."

"Well thank you for your time." We shake hands, and they turn away. I head into our bedroom expecting to find Ana, but nothing. I head upstairs and check the guestroom and am surprised not to see her there either. I am about to head back downstairs when I hear a whistle from the playroom. I turn back curious and find a beautiful sight inside. Anastasia is bound to the large cross wearing a black corset, a collar and a lace mask over her eyes.

"If you could untie me Mr Grey that would be great." I head over and unbuckled the cuffs and pull her into me giving her a rough kiss.


"I thought I would give you an early wedding present, Mr Grey." I look her over, and I am not disappointed. My cock twitches and Jose fans himself dramatically. "I thought you might like some sexy photos of us." I don't know what to say, so I grab her and lean her back in my arms. I stare into her eyes, and she smiles before I kiss her. My hand bunched up in her hair. I almost forget that Jose is there until he clears his throat.

"As much as you two seem to be enjoying yourself this-" He waves his hands dramatically. "is uncomfortable."

"It's not like I've never seen you sticking your tongue in someone else's mouth," Anastasia responds quickly.

"MEEOW, this kittens grown some claws." Anastasia makes a clawing motion at Jose, and we all laugh. Jose and Ana take all the awkwardness out of the air bickering with each other throughout the photoshoot. We walk Jose to the door, and as much as I want to run back upstairs with Anastasia, we are both exhausted mentally and physically.