A/N: Thank you as always for the reviews.

Before you read this chapter and hate me afterwards, think of the absolute worst thing that could possibly happen in Christian's life… enemies knows your weakest spot…

Important: I do not own the Fifty Shades Trilogy or the characters. They belong to the very talented E.L. James.


Christian POV:

Just before we reach Grey House I get the text from my dad that he is waiting in my office, but he can wait for a while as I have something to do first. As I get out of the car, I take Ana's hand and walk her to her office where I close and lock the door. I'm not planning on leaving here until I'm certain that we are okay as this silence she has fallen into is killing me. She puts her briefcase and purse on her desk before she turns around to look into my eyes.

"I don't know what to do here to make this better. Tell me what I can do. It feels as if you are withdrawing from me and I'm helpless to stop it. It's killing me and I hate it." I tell her honestly and I'm floored when she smiles and walks over to lock her hands behind my neck. My arms instantly go around her waist, but I don't bury my face in her neck because she is kissing me. Like really kissing me while I struggle to remember what we were even discussing before. I feel her smile before she pull away.

"Does that feel like I'm withdrawing from you?" she asks and then move her lips to my neck.

"No, but… baby… I'm trying to have a conversation," hell, I'm torn between wanting to sort this out and taking her on her desk. The kisses and lick to my ear is not helping either.

"And I'm trying to show you that we are okay," she responds. She moves her hands to cup my face and the distant look from earlier is nowhere to be found in the soft blue eyes staring at me. "Just because I'm quiet, does not mean that I'm mad at you or withdrawing from you. I was just trying to work things out on my own."

"And did you?" I ask.

"I decided long ago that your past won't get between us and it won't. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. I chose to love you and to spend the rest of my life with you after I already knew all there was to know about you and letting this get to me now is a waste of time and energy. It is just sometimes hard to find the man I love capable of doing something like this. I think that my reaction is because you weren't here to take my anger out on when I found the pictures and that on some subconscious level, I maybe feel like punishing you now for it. I don't know, but I won't let it affect me anymore and punishing you for something you did long before you even met me is unfair. You are not that man anymore."

"Okay?" I'm not really sure as to the appropriate response here as pumping my hand in the air would surely not go down well. I'm am relieved to say the least and I know I have to learn to accept the fact that Ana is here to stay and stop thinking she will run for the hills with every disagreement. She loves me and she will never leave me, that much I know.

"So, kiss me and go see your dad. I have work to do if I want to finish it before taking you out for lunch." I let the kiss tell her how much I love and cherish her before I turn to leave with a smile on my face.

"Are we going out for lunch?" I ask. I wasn't aware we had plans for lunch.

"Yes, but I'm not telling you anything more. I will give the arrangements to Taylor when it's confirmed. Now go, it's rude to keep your dad waiting."

"I love you, Ana."

"And I love you."

Feeling much better than twenty minutes ago, I walk to my office smiling all the way. I don't miss the stares I get from the staff. I wonder what they are thinking when they see me like this. When I enter my office however, my mood drops when I remember why my dad is there in the first place. After the normal greeting, an apology for making him wait so long and a quick chat about the event last night, we sit down on the couches and he gets right to the point.

"Son, don't look so worried. I just wanted to tell you that we have sent the letters reminding the ladies that their NDA's they signed are still in force and even though it is now public knowledge that you were involved in BDSM relationships before your marriage to Anastasia; that they are under no circumstances allowed to reveal that they had a relationship with you. I also took the liberty to inform them that this was the last communication you will ever have with them and they are still not allowed to contact you under any circumstances." He says as he takes copies of the letters out of his briefcase and hand them to me. I don't even look through them and walk over to put them in my safe. That part of my life is now truly behind me and since Ana put it behind her as well, maybe we can try and forget it ever existed.

"Thank you, dad. It is embarrassing to have you do this for me and I know it wasn't easy for you either, but I appreciate that you did this for me." When I go to sit back down, I hear Andrea announce Elliot's arrival just as my office door burst open.

"Don't worry, Andrea. He won't kick me out." He tells her before closing the door behind him. "Hey dad, Christian. Good to see you both. Hope I'm not interrupting." He shakes our hands briefly before he sits down on my $12k couch with his working clothes. The cost of the couch is irrelevant though, it's the fact that Ana chose it that makes it valuable for me. You would think that he would at least dress better if he want to visit me at the office.

"Not at all. We were just finishing up as I have a meeting at ten at my office. I should be going anyway." Dad gets up to leave and I scowl at Elliot for interrupting when I was having a private conversation with my dad. "You boys be good now. Tell the girls I said 'hi'." After I close the door behind him, I walk back to Elliot.

"What was so damn important that you had to come here in person?" I sit down and force a smile on my face as part of my ongoing effort to be a better brother to Elliot.

"I came to see my smoking hot brother for some brotherly advise," he is trying to make light of whatever he needs, but the nervousness in his tone cannot be disguised. "You see, the two of you got my wife started on this shit and now she wants to… experiment. Honestly, what the hell is wrong with good old fashioned sex?" He is waiting for an answer, but I'm blown away. I couldn't think of a response if I my life depended on it. We have never discussed our private lives with each other and now he wants to talk about sex… with his wife…

"Elliot, I… well I…" I close my mouth since I'm unable to formulate a response.

"I know, right? That was my reaction too last night. Do I look like the type of guy that's into kinky shit? I'm in construction for crying out loud. Not that you look like the type of guy that's into kinky shit, either." I was not aware that there was a type. "And Ana… she is shy, naïve, comes across as innocent and read books for a living… makes you think, what the hell is she reading? I'm looking at everyone I meet thinking that maybe they are into that shit too. This thing is really starting to mess with my head and now Kate… what the hell?" Both his hands are running through his hair and he started pacing.

"Elliot, what do you want to know?" I ask in an attempt to cut this uncomfortable conversation short. My discussion with the in-laws was not even this bad, but then again, they didn't ask for pointers.

"What do I do? You know Kate. She will kick my ass if I try to spank her. I'm all for experimenting, but what the hell do I experiment with?" I close my eyes and try to focus on the topic at hand and forget that it's Elliot I'm speaking to. It's not something new to me after all.

"I will forward you a website address. Get a pair of cuffs, a flogger and a blindfold to start with. The flogger will come with instructions as I don't want to tell you what to do and have that picture in my mind the rest of the day. Order a pair of soft cuffs as steel cuffs will leave bruises on her wrists. Blindfold her while you are busy with foreplay. If that doesn't work, why don't you just ask her what she wants to do?" This is the very last conversation I ever thought I would have with my brother so I'm thankful when we are interrupted.

Before Andrea can even finish her sentence, Taylor and Sawyer bursts into my office and judging by the look on their faces, this is serious and Elliot will just have to figure his shit out on his own.

"Elliot, I'm sorry to cut this short but as you can see there is something that urgently needs my attention." I point my hand in Taylor's direction and Elliot starts to get up.

"Sir, my apologies, but I think that it might be best to discuss this with Mr. Grey present." Okay? This is new.

"What is it Taylor?" I ask as I sit back down.

Instead of giving me an answer, he walks over to me and hands me his iPad. I swipe the screen to unlock it and nearly let it drop.

"Who have you shown this to?" I ask.

"Just you, Sir. The actual picture and envelope has been sent for analysis already, but I thought you would want to know immediately." He glances towards Sawyer, "I have not even shown Sawyer yet."

The interest of Sawyer and Elliot is immediately sparked and they step closer in an attempt to see what we are talking about. Knowing what is about to come, I sit back and flip the screen for them to see the picture of Ana with Mia and Kate when they had lunch last week. As predicted, they immediately begin rambling and I feel a headache starting to form.

"Christian, what the fuck is this?" Elliot asks as he grabs the iPad out of my hand with Sawyer looking over his shoulder.

"That is another threat. We are still trying to catch the guy, but there is no trace evidence on any of the one's we received thus far. With this one though, I'm not sure if it is against Ana, Mia or Kate. All the other ones have been against Ana only." I brace myself and put my fingers against my temples when they start up at the same time.

"Sir, I would appreciate if we could arrange protection for Mia." Sawyer begins.

"What about Kate? She's pregnant, Christian." Elliot practically screams.

"Elliot, I'm fully aware of that. If you can all sit down, we can discuss this quietly or the two of you can leave, and I will discuss this with Taylor in private."

That gets them to simmer down and they sit down on the opposite couch while Taylor prefers to stand. I look at him as he is the most rational one here at the moment.

"Any suggestions?"

"We will need to assign a CPO to both Kate and Mia as soon as possible. Since I still believe the main threat is against Ana, I would suggest we take two of the new CPO's that started last month." He barely stops before Sawyer starts to argue.

"T, they are new. Mia hates CPO's and Kate never had a CPO. We cannot put new guys on them that will irritate them as they will make the CPO's life impossible if they don't co-operate."

"Luke, I understand that this is difficult, but we just don't have anyone else. Our jobs are to first protect Mr. and Mrs. Grey and I'm not moving anyone that is currently assigned to them." Taylor answers, but Sawyer does not look to happy.

"Christian, I agree with Luke. They will try to lose their protection if they are not trained properly."

"Elliot, first of all, all our CPO's are trained properly and selected very carefully. Secondly, Kate will not be happy even if Taylor himself is assigned to her. You are her husband and you will have to put your foot down and tell her that until we catch this guy, she will just have to live with it. The same goes for you Sawyer. Tell Mia that she really has no choice here. She is your responsibility now. I will provide the resources, but they will have to co-operate." I sit back and close my eyes. "Taylor, what if we move two CPO's from executives and replace them with the new CPO's? Their CPO's change all the time and they won't even notice the difference." When I don't get an answer, I open my eyes to see Taylor looking at his iPad while Elliot and Sawyer both look at him.

"That could work. I'll arrange that immediately. We have located Kate and Mia and will send the CPO's over to meet up with them as soon as they have been informed." He says looking at Elliot and Sawyer again.

I'm expecting them to take out their phones and contact the ladies, but the two idiots turn to look at me. Oh fuck no!

"Really? You want me to phone them?" I ask.

"Sir, Mia can be… difficult." Sawyer replies, but he will just have to man up.

"I'm aware of that, but as her soon-to-be husband, you will have to learn to deal with her regarding things like this. This is not the first time she is getting a CPO and I can assure you it won't be the last time either. I know it is difficult trusting someone else with the safety of the woman you love, I do it every day. All CPO's are selected by Taylor and I trust him to select the correct people. Phone Mia and tell her that she will be getting one today and that it's not up for discussion. She will probably phone me to complain and I will tell her to discuss it with you." I explain as I will definitely not get involved in anything involving the relationship between the two of them. She is getting married to Luke and I will step back unless I feel that my intervention is really needed.

"Thank you, Sir. If you will excuse me." I nod and he leaves to have one hell of a conversation with his fiancée. Since I've had the same conversation with her before, I really do feel sorry for him right now. Mia Grey absolutely hates CPO's.

"Kate's never had one before, any suggestions for me." Elliot asks as Sawyer and Taylor leave my office to make the arrangements.

"Yes, be her husband and tell her that she is getting one, but also explain that she is pregnant and she needs to ensure the safety of both of them and not give her CPO a hard time. Your wife is not unreasonable, just approach her with caution. Now, if you will excuse me, I have people waiting for me in the boardroom." We get up to leave, but at the door, I put a hand on Elliot's shoulder to keep him back.

"Elliot, I'm truly sorry about this. We will find this guy and I hope it's before something bad happens. Believe me, I know how difficult the thought is that your wife might be in danger and I will do everything I can to provide protection for her. She will need to give us her full co-operation until this is over."

"Thank you, Christian. I will talk to you soon."

Ana POV:

Apart from the media frenzy that followed the opening on Tuesday and the release of the article on Wednesday, the rest of the week has been relatively drama free as far as I know. The interview with Kate will be on Monday and then Christian is planning a two week holiday for the crap to blow over. Christian mentioned that he is going to see Jack today, but he did not elaborate on why and since everything he does has a purpose, I suppose he will fill me in when he gets back.

Kate and Mia are phoning me several times a day to get Christian to pull the CPO's from them, but after seeing the photo; I agree that they need them at the moment. Kate was easier to convince since she is pregnant and can't take chances, but Mia is hell bend on getting rid of her CPO. Luke is refusing to discuss this any further with her and Christian keeps telling her to talk to Luke. So since they won't listen, she is trying to get me to go over Christian's head and tell Luke to pull her CPO. Like that will ever happen.

For now, I have several meeting to get to and that will take the most of the morning. Christian came down briefly to inform me that he is leaving before I attended my last morning meeting. The rest of my day has been kept open as I want to have lunch with Mia to catch up on her wedding arrangements. She has been spending more time at home with packing her stuff and working with Grace on the wedding planning. As the last Grey, and the only daughter, to get married, it sounds like it will be quite the affair.

"Ana, Mr. Lincoln is in the lobby wanting to see you. He doesn't have an appointment." Hanna's voice came over the intercom and I get a shiver down my spine… and not in a good way. Why would Linc come to see me so unexpectedly? I bet it has something to do with the opening of Safe Harbour and the article that let the cat out of the bag before his book could.

"It's okay. Tell security to let him up." I might as well listen to what he has to say. Maybe… just maybe, the guy is growing a conscience. "Uhm, Hanna. I will see him in my office."

I don't know what it is, but I have a very, very bad feeling about this. I might have been naïve last year and blown it off, but not now. I trust my instincts. So while I wait, I put my Blackberry safely on the desk, within reach to call Christian at a moment's notice and drop the 911 phone in my jacket pocket after ensuring it is fully charged and on silent. When Taylor and Christian came up with this system, I went along to please them. It is an emergency phone to be kept with us. The purpose of the phone is not to receive calls, but for me to get into contact with Taylor when there is a problem.

"Anastasia, thank you for seeing me." And there is the shiver again. Something in the tone of his voice is telling me that this is one meeting I should rather have declined. He steps into the office and close the door before unbuttoning his jacket and sitting in front of me.

"Mr. Lincoln, this is a surprise. What can I do for you today? Is this regarding the manuscript?" He responds with a sinister laugh and my subconscious is holding up a red board with 911 written on it. I tend to agree and automatically reach for my Blackberry lying beside my folded hands.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I look at him like he's lost his mind. I'm at Grey House and there is no way that he can do anything to me here. But at the same time, I get the feeling that that big obstacle won't help me right now. And my suspicion in confirmed when he leans forward and his eyes harden before he continues.

"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that you are safe in here and I can't do anything to you." He pauses for effect and I have to give him credit, it worked. I can feel my heart wanting to jump out of my chest. "You see, Anastasia, I never intended to have that manuscript published. There were a couple of purposes to that manuscript, but publication was never one of them." He sits back and hold up his hand to count down, "One, I wanted to piss Christian off, which worked. Two, I wanted to have him live in anguish, never knowing what to expect, waiting for the news to break that will ruin his reputation and his perfect life. With the reports I got back over the days that followed my first visit that worked as well. Three, I wanted him to be ashamed of his past actions. I wanted him to feel as if you are also ashamed of his past actions. Knowing him, that worked as well. You have the perfect past, the model citizen and him… well, let's just say that fucked up is the best description I have for his past. Four, I wanted you to know what kind of man you cried over for eight fucking months. What kind of man you searched for. What kind of man you married. That, unfortunately, didn't work as you already knew, didn't you?"

"He changed. He's not the man you described in that manuscript anymore. He's a good man." I try to reason, but he holds up a hand to silence me and I keep quiet immediately. I'm beginning to fear that I'm going to faint even though part of me is starting to hope that I do faint… just to end this nightmare. Christian went to see Hyde and is not in the building to come to my rescue. Why he needed to, I don't know yet.

"Finally, I wanted to keep both of you occupied until I formed my plan, which luckily for me, worked as well."

And then he stops. But I still keep quiet as I believe that was just the intro to this conversation. He sits back again, waiting for what I don't know. And honestly, the silence is starting to get to me more than what he just said.

When I just couldn't take it anymore, I sit back as well and whisper softly, "So what do you want now?"

"Yes, that would be the question of the hour. But see, that is not how this is going to go today. This day, will be the day that Christian Grey remembers for the rest of his life. This day, will be the day when life for Christian Grey as he knows it, comes to a fucking end. He is finished." My blood turns to ice and I stop breathing. What the hell is he planning?

"So, to start of our little day. You are going to leave that phone just where it is. Then, you are going to grab your handbag and accompany me to the bank. When we get there, you will transfer thirty million dollars into the account that I will give you once we are there." Money?! This is what all this is about? Fucking money!

"Why would I do that? Is this what this is about? Money? And even if it is, I can't transfer that amount of money without Christian co-signing with me." That's a lie, but I'm hoping he wouldn't know that. His smile however, tells me otherwise.

"You will do that because if you don't, I will send the photos I've got of your precious husband to every single media outlet in the USA. It will be front page news in every State."

"Photos?" I whisper and I can practically feel my breakfast starting to make its way back up.

"Yes, I've brought you some just to proof that I'm not fucking around. The rest, with the memory stick and any negatives, is in the car." He shoves an envelope at me and I open it quickly, just to immediately regret that decision. Christian is naked in all of them and unfortunately for us, it's not the fifteen year old child that was molested, it's the grown up Dom. I flip through the photos and quickly glance at them… all ten of them… and I'm sure there has to be more. Some with Elena, some with other woman. All horrible. All extremely erotic. All with the same affect… nausea.

"I'll take that look of extreme horror on your pretty face as a sign that you understand that I'm not fucking around. So yes, you will transfer the money. Also, I happen to know that since there is no pre-nup and you owned everything for a period of time, you are able to make the transfer without Christian without any difficulties. But, before you ask, the thirty million… is five million for each year Christian fucked my wife. Taken into account that they fucked almost every day I think it's a small price to pay. Wouldn't you agree?" Even if I wanted to say something… anything… I couldn't with the pictures currently filling my mind. "Don't worry, you don't have to answer, I can see you get the picture?" He says with so much venom in his voice that I gasp loudly.

He stands up, fastens his buttons and gestures to the door, "Shall we. Better get this show on the road and just a reminder… leave the phone."

"Sawyer won't let me leave without security and even if I can convince him to stay, he will follow us." My last hope, well not my last, but I will try anything now.

"Oh, he can come with. The more the merrier. I have a special surprise for him." He says as he opens the door.

I grab my purse and pray all the way to the lobby. I'm praying for my safety, for the safety of Teddy, for the safety of Luke and for the magical appearance of Christian Grey himself. But I must do this. Those pictures given to the media will destroy Christian and in the process our marriage.

"Ana?" Luke walks up to us… on high alert. Good.

"We are leaving with Mr. Lincoln. Just to the bank." One thing about Sawyer and Taylor, they don't need a lot of words and I've never been more grateful for that than right this moment.

"We can't do that Ana. Protocol states for three CPO's and Mr. Grey has Ryan and Reynolds with him. This will have to wait until they get back." He looks at Lync who is getting impatient.

"Tell you what, Mr. Sawyer. You and Ana come with me right now, and when we get to the final destination, you can take Mia Grey and leave."

"You have Mia?" Luke whispers and I pull my shoulders up as this is news to me.

"Was not very difficult really. She tried to sneak out the back of Esclava, sorry Fantasia, in an attempt to ditch her CPO. Made everything so much easier." Oh Mia, Luke and Christian are going to kill you if we survive this.

We get outside and there is a black SUV as well as a white one with someone sitting in each. Are we taking two cars for a trip to the bank? We are ushered into the white SUV, both of us sitting in the back and Linc gets into the passenger seat. The driver suddenly turns around, pointing a gun and Sawyer and my heart stops for a second time in a very short period.

"Hand over your firearm." He simply says and after a short hesitation, Sawyer reluctantly hands it over looking at me with fear and regret. I get it, we are so screwed.

As we start to drive, I slip my hand into my pocket and take out the 911 phone that I'm very grateful for right now. I press the speed dial and when I see the call connecting, I slip it back into my pocket.

"Linc, you don't need Sawyer. Keep his firearm, but please let him go. He has nothing to do with this. I will go to the bank and transfer the thirty million you want… like you said… five million for each year that Christian had an affair with Elena… and you will give me the rest of the photos you have of him as well as Mia." He turns in his seat, looking slightly amused, but equally annoyed.

"I don't think so. He will come with us. Just to ensure he don't contact that husband of yours. Speaking of which," He holds out his hand to Luke, "Phone please."

Sawyer hand him his phone and he switches it off before he throws it at his feet.

"What did you do to Mia?" Luke is pissed and I can't blame him. She really screwed up and now we are screwing up to safe her.

"Relax. I'm not going to do anything with her. I merely took her to ensure your cooperation. When we get to her, you can take her and go."

"So what? You get the money and we go our separate ways." A girl can always hope.

"Oh no. I think I should return the favour today. Christian fucked my wife, I think it's only fair I do the same. Actually, I'm entitled to it. You see, Ana. I know all about his feelings for you. He was quite open and honest with Elena before he was kidnapped. He told her all about how precious you were to him. The money… well, that he won't really care about… but you. You are an entirely different matter. It will literally drive your husband insane to look at you and know that I've been inside you… while carrying the heir to his empire no less. To know that I left my seed inside you will make him lose his mind, push away his wife, hate looking at his son and in time, hopefully a very long time, he will lose everything. The woman that has only ever been with him… touched by no other. Elena assured me that, apart from killing you, this will be the most effective way to completely destroy him."

Once again, I feel like fainting and wanting to vomit at the same time.


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