Chapter 31
She awoke with a start and remembered where she was. She, Elena Lincoln was in prison. Actually, it was jail. She was residing in the King County Correctional Facility while more and more charges were being filed against her besides the attempted murder charge. She would be here until her court hearing. She sat up in her single bed and looked around. She was alone in her cell which was grateful for, but she cursed the fates that sent her here. She should be at her home in Bellevue drinking champagne, eating fine food, and planning her next scene with a delicious young submissive. Elena sighed as she relieved herself on the ugliest toilet that she ever seen then washed her hands. It was still dark out, she assumed it was about three in the morning. "I can't believe that no one will help me. After all that I have done for those people. I gave them what they wanted. And, now that I need the help, the rat-bastards jump ship." She sat on the edge of her bed. She was in deep shit, she knew. Her secret life of being a Domme and pimping out male and female submissives was now common knowledge and fodder for the late night comics. She was a joke, a has-been with a pimple-face Public Defender.
"Oh, how the mighty have fallen." She lamented as she thought about those lovely lunches with all those rich society ladies. She had to laugh. If those bitches knew that their men came to her for their little submissive treats and saw the downright nasty sex those men craved…well their hoity-toity attitudes would be taken down a peg or two. She had all the dirt on Seattle society but knew that her credibility was shot to hell when the news hit the papers that she planned and payed for the attempted murder of Seattle's newest Queen. Anastasia Steele Grey was now the darling of the city. Everyone loved the little mousy bitch, but none more than The Christian Grey. He adored his little wife and it showed in the society pages. The Christian Greys were at this event and Mrs. Grey wore Chanel or some other designer. Or The Christian Greys hosted a dinner party celebrating Mrs. Anastasia Grey's newest business success. "I hate the lot of them!" She flung herself into the bed and cursed the world of Grey!
After another two hours of sleep, Elena was awaken by one the guards. He slipped a newspaper into her cell through the pass way. "A little something for you to read. It's hot off the presses." He laughed lowly then continued on his patrol.
She wiped the sleep from her eyes as she retrieved the paper. She snapped it open to see the headlines.
"Christian and Anastasia Grey are the proud parents of a baby boy, born a couple of days ago. No information could be gathered before we went to press, but Seattle has a new Prince."
Elena couldn't believe her eyes. Had she been in this hellhole that long? "He has a son." She threw her head back and screamed. She tore the paper into pieces and crumbled to the floor as the tears rolled down her face. She was truly replaced and forgotten. Christian didn't need her anymore.
Theodore Raymond Grey was the most perfect handsome boy to ever be born, or so his Father believed. Christian was so damn proud of himself that Ana would roll her eyes at him as he strutted about like some damn cock rooster. But, she had to admit, Teddy was adorable. He was born with a headful of copper curls and his Dad's signature gray eyes. He was Christian 2.0. And, eat! The boy loved to eat. He took to the breast like a duck to water.
Ana smiled as she held her sleeping boy close to her heart. She took in his fresh baby smell and the warmth of his little body pressed onto hers. Teddy liked to sleep between her breasts and listen to her heartbeat. She rocked him in the rocking chair that her Daddy had made for her. She sat before the window watching the clouds float by. This was heaven. It was peaceful and serene.
Christian stopped in the doorway of the nursery to take in the view of his wife and son. He caught his breath at the beauty that was before him. This was his wife and child! His life sat before the window. She was priceless. He realized that his money didn't make him wealthy, but her love did. She loved him. This beautiful woman loved him! It was almost too much to take in at once. He entered the room quietly and went to his knees beside her. "Hey, baby, I'm home." He smiled at her. "I love you, Ana."
"I know." She whispered with an ornery gleam in those bright blue eyes. "I love you, too."
Christian gently caressed his son's curls. "He is growing every day. It is amazing to watch."
"He is growing. I can't believe he is six weeks old." She kissed the top of his head. "I never knew I could love this much. This beautiful boy and you are my life, Christian. Thank you for loving me."
"Thank you for letting me." He softly laughed. Their relationship did not start in a traditional way. He had blackmailed her into a marriage, thinking that was the only way to have her. He was a bit ashamed of himself for acting so high-handed. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, Christian." She frowned a bit at the seriousness that was written on his face.
"Would you have dated me if I had ask you? I mean … hell, I don't know what I mean." He shook his head. "I don't want you to feel that you have to stay…"
"Whoa, boy, back this train up! Where is this coming from? Christian, I love you. It doesn't matter how we got here but we did." She searched his face. She could see the worry upon his brown and the self-damning he was prone to. "I love you."
"I want us to have only happy memories."
"We do have happy memories." She said softly. "Honey, aren't you happy?"
"Oh, god, Ana, yes I am very happy. Don't ever think that. I am worried that you might not be happy. I did blackmail you into marriage and motherhood. I don't want you to ever wish that you didn't marry me."
"Who have you been talking to? Has someone put these ideas into your head?" She stood up and carried her sleeping son to his bed. After she got Teddy positioned properly she turned to her husband who still sitting by her chair. He looked like a defeated man. "What is going on, husband?"
"I don't want you to regret me."
"No regrets, darling… and yes, I would have dated you if you had asked. I would have made you work for it, but yes, I would have been proud and am proud to be your lady, wife, and lover."
"That's good to know. I've been worried that now that Teddy…and … well, I am … was feeling a bit …"
"Unsure of us? What caused this, Christian? I have never been this happy and content in my life. I love our life."
"It's my self-loathing. I think I need a session or two with Flynn." He felt relieved to admit his problem to her. "I love you so much, baby and I am so afraid that someone or something will try to take you away from me."
"Just let them try." She went to her knees in front of him and took his hands. She placed them on her heart. "You are here always. Always, Christian. Don't forget that."
"I won't" He whispered as he leaned forward and softly kissed her lips that tasted of berries and cream. "I want you so much." He cupped her face. "I ache for you."
"I know. I want you also, but I haven't been cleared yet." She looked down to see the very evident bulge of his pants. She had to smile. The man was well tented! She was the lucky girl. "But, I think I know a way that I can make you feel so much better." She tapped her lips. "Wanna go play, Mr. Grey?"
Christian found himself almost blushing as he sat at his desk and thinking about the night before. Ana had orally made love to him and he was pretty sure that he passed out when he climaxed. He was amazed at her slow seduction of his cock with her mouth…her hot…her very wet … very talented mouth. He looked down when he felt his cock begin to stir. "Not now, boy, she's not here." He whispered. He rolled his eyes at himself. Now, he was talking to his penis like it could hear him.
"Stop it! I'm master of this universe and the CEO of this company and my word is law."
He could see those berry sweetened lips so full and moist take the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked so softly as first and her tongue rolled under the edges of the head of his cock. He was nearly brought to madness as her hands gently massaged his balls. He closed his eyes and relived that magical moment when she swallow him whole. It was heaven on earth to be sheathed inside her mouth. The things she did to him. She blew him and his mind. Christian reached down and rearranged his privates so he could sit comfortably at his desk and take on the next task of reading some damn spreadsheet. The numbers didn't make a bit of sense to him. Once again, he was back in his memories of his soft loving wife sucking him to an earth shattering orgasm.
"Mr. Grey." A voice invaded his thoughts. "Mr. Grey, your 2:30 is here. Shall I advise Ms. Dalls?" The voice asked.
Christian frowned at the intercom that interrupted his dirty little memory. He hit the switch. "Give me ten minutes and have Roz and the client in Boardroom number 1. Have the usual refreshments, Andrea."
"Yes, Mr. Grey."
Christian took a couple of deep breaths. He had to get his head on straight. That thought made him laugh out loud. When did he ever have his head on straight concerning Ana? The very thought of her made him want to blow off meetings and go running home to her. Two more weeks, he thought to himself. Only two more weeks and he will be where he wanted to be…between those creamy white thighs. "Okay, its show time. Let's go make another couple of billion."
