Tonight, my husband I will be attending the Coping Together Gala. It's an annual event, held in the Grey's gardens, but we haven't been able to attend together yet, because it seemed that every year around this time, we were always dealing with some kind of drama. This will be MY first time ever. I'm both excited and nervous about it. Nervous mostly because of all the prominent people that will be in attendance.

Christian insisted that I take Kate and Mia on a spa day today. It was pretty great. We caught up with one another. Mia is officially dating Ethan Kavanagh. We're all so happy for them. We've all been so preoccupied in our lives that we hadn't had a girl's day in quite a while. It was much-needed.

I'm just returning after our spa day to get dressed for the Gala. When I come in the front door, I find my husband sitting and talking with the kids in the family room. It looks as if he's already dressed, so I sneak up to our bedroom to get dressed myself.

I lock the door and go into my closet and pick out a powder blue sparkly gown and matching heels. I put them on and I go and find some new jewelry that Christian picked out for me on my vanity. It has princess cut diamonds on a thin gold chain. He knows that I'm not a fan of anything too flashy. He's so thoughtful most of the time.

I check out my makeup and hair that we had done at the salon after our spa day and it's still as wonderful as it was whenever we left there. Once I feel that I'm ready, I grab my clutch and put my phone in it and head downstairs. As soon as I get about halfway down the stairs, I find my handsome husband in a form fitting black tux and I'm practically drooling. His eyes widen whenever he sees me. "You look like a Goddess, Mrs. Grey."

I smile at his praise. "You look like a Greek God yourself, Mr. Grey."

Once I'm almost to the bottom, he offers me his hand and I gladly take it. Once I'm down the stairs, he spins me around to get the full effect and he whistles in appreciation. He pulls me up against his chest and kisses me sweetly. "Let's go and say good night to the children and head out. We don't want to be late."

"Let's do." He steps back after giving me a sweet kiss. He offers his hand with a bow and I take it, returning his bow. He leads me to the kids and when they see us, their eyes light up. Liam and Phoebe are the first to approach.

"Mommy, you look so beautiful, like a princess." Liam says.

"Thank you, buddy."

"Mommy, bootiful." Phoebe adds.

Thank you, Princess. We have to leave, but we wanted to say goodnight first. Papa should be over in a little bit to spend some time with you guys before bedtime."

"Okay, Mommy." They both give us hugs and kisses and then Teddy approaches with his beautiful little grin. I pick him up and hug him and hand him to Christian so that he can do he same.

We tell them goodnight and that we love them and the older kids say it back.

Whenever we arrive at Grey's manor, my nervousness grows. Christian puts his hand on my thigh. I look into his eyes. "Don't be nervous, baby. I know you've never done this before, but I will be right by your side throughout."

I nod and smile confidently. "You're right. I love you, Mr. Grey."

"I love you, too, Mrs. Grey." He gives me a sweet kiss and he comes around and helps me out. There's a fancy red carpet laid out that goes around to the back gardens. Everything is stunning. We're stopped at the entrance to the tent by a photographer. I look up at Christian. "It's customary to get your pictures taken upon arrival at these events."

I nod and Christian wraps an arm around me and holds me close and I put my hand on his chest as the photographer takes our pictures. It's just strange to be asked for a picture, as opposed to the paps hounding us and taking our pictures against our wishes.

We enter the tent and I gasp. It's exquisite. It is huge and there's a variety of entertainers, from tight rope walkers to fire breathers. I'm brought out of my daze by my husband handing me a glass of champagne. I look up at him and smile. "This is amazing, Christian! It's beyond anything I ever would've imagined. The Greys never disappoint whenever it comes to any kind of party."

"I'm glad you like it. Let me introduce you to some people I know from the business world and then we will be seated with the family." I smile and nod and he leads me through the crowd, introducing me to several people. Suddenly, I feel as if someone is staring at me. I glance around and find none other than Gideon Cross staring at me. When he catches my gaze, he smirks. I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to my husband. When we finally make it to the Grey's table, Christian pulls out my seat and he has a seat beside me.

We converse with the family until Carrick and Grace go to give a speech to welcome everyone. Christian places his hand on my thigh and I look up at him and he gives me a sweet kiss. "You're doing great, Ana." He whispers in my ear.

I smile and he smiles back. I find out from the speech that the charity is dedicated to help families with parents addicted to drugs to get help obtaining and maintaining sobriety. It's a noble cause.

When the speeches are over, They come back to the table and a delicious meal is served. It's a 3 course meal and it's elegant and sophisticated. We talk over our meals and once the meal is over and the food has been cleared away, the auction begins and I really need to use the ladies' room. I lean over to Christian. "I need to use the ladies' room." I whisper in his ear.

"Go ahead, baby. Don't be long. I'd like to introduce you to the boathouse." He whispers back. I pull back and look into his eyes and they are filled with lust and longing and he has a smirk on his luscious lips and I smile back. I kiss him sweetly and excuse myself from the table.

I walk up to the house and go inside to the ladies' room. I do what I came to do and touch up my makeup before leaving to go back to my husband for some naughty fun. I'm surprised whenever I walk out of the bathroom and Gideon is standing there with a smirk. I turn to rush back into the restroom, but he grabs my arm and stops me. "We need to talk, Ana."

"No, we don't. I have nothing left to say to you." He quickly pins me up against the wall. If it were my husband doing it, I'd find it hot, but with Gideon, it just pisses me off. I attempt to push him off but he doesn't budge. He attempts to kiss me, but I turn my head quickly.

"I love you, Ana. I know you love me, too. You just need to admit it to yourself." I slap him and he grabs both of my wrists and pins them to the wall on either side of my head.

"Let me go, Gideon! You're delusional. I do not even want to talk to you. What the fuck makes you think that I could ever love you."

He smirks. "We need to talk in a more private setting." He says with an evil grin. He pulls back, still holding my wrists. He rips off my jewelry and throws it onto the ground. "You won't be needing your little tracker."

I gasp and attempt to knee him in his crotch, but my dress is too snug and restricts my movements. Fuck. "Let me fucking go!! NOW!!" He smirks again and picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I kick and punch his back and scream and he just goes faster. He takes me out of the front door and he puts me down in a car and scoots in beside me so I slide quickly to the other side of the seat and attempt to open the door, but it won't open.

He chuckles. "Child safety locks, Goddess." FUCKKKKKKKKK. By this time, the car starts to move and I punch him in the face. He tsks me as he wipes a bit of blood from his lip. "Ana, I just want to talk to you. Would you please stop fighting it."

"I have nothing to say to you, Gideon! You just kidnapped me, mother fucker!"

He chuckles lightly and he slides closer to me and touches my cheek lightly and I spit in his face. "Fuck, Ana. Would you fucking stop it?"

"No. I fucking won't. Not until you let me go!"

"I will as soon as you talk to me."

I roll my eyes and sigh. "Fine. What the fuck do you want to talk about, Gideon?"

"I love you, Ana. I realized it at our first meeting. I attempted to just fuck you out of my system, but every single woman I fucked turned into you. Over the times that I've talked to you alone, you've proven that you love me as well. Especially after that last time. You kissed me with passion, so I know you felt something."

I scoff. "No, Gideon. You're mistaken. I felt sorry for you and wanted to help you feel better. That is all that was. You weakened my defenses with your sad story about your childhood. For all I know, you could've made that up so that you could do just that. If it is true, I truly am sorry that happened to you, but there is nothing between us and there never will be. I thought we could possibly be friends, but not after the stunt you pulled last time and certainly not after this shit."

"Ana, please." He begs. "I'm sorry, but I don't regret it. I know that you love me. I can tell. Will you please just give us a chance."

"Gideon, I'm very happily married. I only love my husband and our family. You need to get over the delusion that I'll ever be with you because he is the love of my life and I will always be his."

"Ana, I saw him at Cross Towers getting onto the elevator with a woman with long dark hair like yours. They looked very cozy with one another. Why would you want to be with someone who would cheat on you?"

I roll my eyes again and let out an exasperated sigh. "I already know about that, Gideon. He told me everything. Now if you're done, I'd like to go back to the Gala."

He finally looks away. "Fine. But I want one more kiss before I will drop you back off."

UGH! I have to do this so I can go back to my family. "Fine. Only because I need to get back to my husband."

He smiles and leans in and puts his hand lightly on the side of the face and he kisses me passionately. All I feel in this moment is disgust. I just want to go home.

I finally break it apart. "Are you satisfied now? I believe you promised to bring me back to the Gala if I let you kiss me."

He looks at me with a pained expression. "I'm a man of my word." He looks to the driver. "Back to the Gala, but park at the end of the driveway. People are going to be pissed and I think it's best to avoid being spotted."

"Yes, sir." The driver replies and I'm filled with relief. When we pull up to the driveway, He gets out and offers his hand to let me out, but I refuse. I punch him one more time before I take off running. It isn't easy in these heels so once they're out of sight, I kick off my shoes and bend down to pick them up and take off running again. Once I get to the house, I run around the side because I don't want to get Grace's floor dirty with my dirty feet. Once I get to the tent, I stop for a second before walking in. I walk straight to the Grey's table, but my husband isn't there.

"Where's Christian?" I ask Grace.

"Oh, honey. You were missing. He went to look for you. Are you okay?" she asks.

"I've certainly had better days, but I will live. I'm going into the house to find my clutch and call my husband."

"He took it with him. Kate found it on the ground inside and brought it out to him. You can use my phone."

She hands me her phone and I thank her. I dial my husband's number.

He answers pretty quickly. "Ana?" he asks sounding worried.

"Christian." I start crying. This is the first time I've cried since this all started.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"No. I need you. Please come back and get me. I will tell you everything."

"Okay. I will be right there. Gibson is around there somewhere. Find him and stay with him until we get there."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you, too."

I hang up and hand Grace her phone back. "Thank you, Grace. I need to go find Gibson."

"He's right behind you." I turn around and I'm startled when I find Gibson there, just as Grace said he was.

"We've got to wait for Christian and Taylor to get back and then I think that we're going home."

"Okay, Mrs. Grey. Let's get to the front."

I nod and follow him around the front of the house. As we're standing there, I begin crying again. Gibson hands me a handkerchief and I take it. "Thank you, Gibson." He nods and then I see an SUV coming down the driveway pretty quickly. As soon as it stops under the canopy, Christian gets out and comes racing towards me and I race towards him and as we meet in the middle, he wraps me safely in his arms and I start crying again.

He pulls back and gives me a quick lookover. "Let's get to Escala and get you a bath and you can tell me everything whenever you're ready to."

I nod and he helps me into the SUV and Gibson gets into the front with Taylor. Christian buckles us in and sits right next to me and wraps his arms around me and I lay my head against his chest and start crying again.

Christian does his best to comfort me. "I've got you now, baby. You're safe."

I nod. Once we arrive at Escala, Taylor drops us off and the elevator and Christian gets out and scoops me up and carries me bridal style into the elevator. I wrap my arms around him and lay my head against him.

The elevator ride is silent and once we arrive, he asks me one question, "Who took you, Ana?"

"Gideon." He growls.

"Taylor, go find Gideon Cross. Him and I need to have a talk before he's arrested for kidnapping and whatever else he has done to Ana."

"Yes, sir." He nods and walks away. Christian carries me straight upstairs to our bathroom and he sets me on the counter and gives me a sweet kiss before turning around and starting me a bath.

While the bath water is running, he stands me up and delicately strips me out of my dress and lingerie. Once I'm naked, he sets me into the tub. "Join me?" I ask.

He nods and half smiles. "Of course." He strips off his clothes and shuts off the water before climbing into the tub behind me. I lay back against his chest. He wraps his arms around me and just holds me.

"Christian, I'm ready to tell you everything." I say.

"Go ahead, but only if you're sure you're ready."

"I am." I proceed to tell him everything from him cornering me outside of the bathroom to the bargain of me having to allow him to kiss me before he would bring me back to the Gala. He tightens his grip on me and growls intermittently.

"That mother fucker! How dare he lay a hand on you!" He lifts my arm and it's now that I realize that my wrists are starting to bruise. "We will take care of this, Ana."

I nod. "I trust you, Christian. Please just don't get yourself in trouble in the process."

"Never, baby. I would never do anything to jeopardize our safety. I'm so sorry that this happened to you, Ana. I hope that the son of a bitch finally got it through his thick skull that he means nothing to you."

"Me, too." I reply.

"Now, let's get you clean, wife."

I smile. He grabs the sponge and squirts some body wash on it and proceeds to delicately wash me from head to toe. He manages to not make it sexual, but it still turns me on. Once I'm clean, I turn around and take the sponge from him and do the same for him. I try to make it sexual, though. I want my husband.

I notice that his erection is standing proudly and I wrap my fingers around it and start to stroke it. "Ana, is that really a good idea?"

"It's what I need, Christian. Please." He nods and smiles at me. I quickly straddle his body and slide down onto his erection and gasp as he fills me completely. "Fuck yes!!" I cry out.

I start to move, but he grabs my waist. "Allow me, baby." I smile and kiss him passionately as he lifts me slightly and begins to slowly and oh so delicately stroke me from the inside and it feels heavenly. After he brings me to my third orgasm, he says, "Come with me, baby."

My body immediately responds to his request and I come undone instantaneously as I feel him empty himself inside me. Once our orgasms end. He sets me down on his cock and I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him sweetly as he wraps me in his arms tightly. "I love you, husband."

"I love you, too, wife." He kisses me again sweetly and I lay my head on his shoulder. We sit like this for a little bit before he grabs my waist again and I lift my head and he kisses me again as he lifts me off of his cock. He takes the sponge and cleans us both between our legs. "Time to get out, wife." I smile.

"Yes, sir." He grins and shakes his head lightly.

"What am I going to do with you, Anastasia Grey?"

"You're going to love me until the end of time, Mr. Grey."

"I already planned on doing that." He stands up and gets out, offering me a hand so I can get out as well. He dries us both delicately and then he leads me to my closet and picks me out some pajamas. "Taylor is bringing Cross here and I'm going to confront him. I'd like you to be there. I want you to be involved in everything I do in some capacity."

I nod. "You better put some clothes on then, Mr. Grey."

He smirks and goes into his closet and comes back in some joggers and a t-shirt and he takes my hand and leads me back downstairs. On the way down the stairs, I hear Gideon screaming for them to let him go and that he didn't do anything wrong.

Once we get down the stairs, we find Gideon restrained on the couch and Taylor standing in front of him to stop him from trying to run. Whenever he hears us enter the room, he turns and looks at us and I see that he has a black eye. I smile proudly. "Ana, tell them that I didn't do anything to you."

I roll my eyes and shake my head at him. "You did plenty, Gideon. You cornered me and pinned me against a wall and carried me, literally kicking and screaming out of the Grey's home. You locked me in the fucking car and you made me kiss you in order to get you to let me go, so yes, you did plenty."

Christian lets go of my hand and sits on the table in front of the couch, right in front of Gideon. Gideon looks at him with a terrified expression on his face. "Cross, didn't you promise to leave my wife alone a while ago?"

He nods. "I'm in love with her, Grey, and I know she feels the same, but she won't move on from you. You should let her go so that she can be happy with me."

Christian throws his head back laughing sarcastically. He cocks his fist back and punches Gideon in the face. "She is not in love with you." He looks up at me. "Are you in love with him, Ana?"

I don't hesitate to answer, "FUCK no!!!"

He nods and looks back to Gideon. "I need you to let go of the delusion that you will ever have Ana. She is my wife and she is in love with me."

"I saw you with that other woman, Grey. You know I saw you because we rode up the elevator together. A man that does that, does NOT deserve a woman like Ana."

I scoff. "Cross, we have worked through that. It's our private business and you need to shut the fuck up about OUR lives, me and Ana's life. You know nothing about us."

"So the next time I see you cheating on her, I'm supposed to just sit back and pretend that I know nothing while Ana sits at home wondering where you are? How is that fair to her?"

That statement is like a punch in the gut. It brings all of my insecurities to the surface. I look at Christian and he looks exasperated. "You WON'T see that again because it will never happen again."

Gideon scoffs. "If you say so. She deserves a better man. You have to know that."

"That may be so." He looks up to me and smiles. "But, lucky for me, she has chosen me to spend her life with." I smile back. He looks back to Gideon. "So, I suppose you think that you're a better man? If you were, you wouldn't have had to kidnap her."

"I am a better man. She just needs a little push to realize her true feelings. It's only a matter of time, Grey. You may as well just give up now."

Christian cocks back his fist again and punches him again. "You're going to jail and then you are going to go home and get over the delusion that my wife will ever want to be with you and then you're going to move the fuck on. It will NEVER happen. Stay the fuck away from MY wife and MY family." He punches him one last time and he gets up and shakes his fist that he was hitting him with. "Taylor, call the police and have them come get this piece of trash. Ana will be down at the station with a statement tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." Taylor responds and he gets on the phone, still standing near Gideon and Christian approaches me and wraps an arm around me.

"Ana, please. Give me a chance." I laugh.

"Gideon, do you know how to NOT get arrested for kidnapping?" he looks at me confused by the question. "You don't fucking kidnap someone! Stay the fuck away from me, Gideon!!!"

"Let's go upstairs until this piece of shit is gone, Ana." I nod. He kisses me sweetly and guides me back up the stairs. Once we're in our bedroom, he shuts and locks the door and turns back to me and helps me strip down to my panties and he lays me in the bed.

"Lay with me, Christian."

He nods and strips down to his boxers and lays behind me and wraps his arms around me.

"I have a feeling that he won't stop this shit anytime soon, Christian. I'm scared."

"Don't worry, baby. He's going to jail for now and then he will go back to New York and, hopefully, stays there."

"I trust you."

"Get some rest, Ana. I'll call your Dad and let him know that we'll be back in the morning."

I nod. "I love you, Christian."

"I love you, too, Ana. Sleep now, baby." He kisses the back of my head and I drift off to sleep, safe in the arms of my loving husband, but now, because of Gideon's earlier statement, I'm having doubts that my husband will remain faithful. I hope that my doubts are just part of my insecurities, but I guess only time will tell.

It's been 2 months since the Gala and Gideon's bullshit. The last 2 months have been peaceful. It's my understanding that Gideon is still in jail, which sets my worries about him coming back for me at ease.

I've expressed to Flynn about my doubts regarding Christian's fidelity and he encouraged me to bring my concerns to Christian himself. I did that and he reassured me that it will NEVER happen again, so I still had doubts. He said that, from now on, just to set my mind at ease, I am welcome to join him on his out of town business dealings. I thought that was a little ridiculous, but I do think that it would help with my insecurities. I agreed, although I'm still not sure that's the answer to our problems. Hopefully, it is.

The kids have been magnificent. Liam turned 9 recently and Phoebe will be 4 this week. Their birthday party is today and we're having it in our meadow again. I'm just finishing up on snacks while everyone else is out back finishing setting up.

After snacks are done, I leave them on the counter for now until it's time. I go back outside and help put the finishing touches on decorations. The nanny is inside keeping the kids occupied until everything is ready. Once we're all done, Christian and I go and get the kids dressed appropriately.

Once they are ready, we take them back downstairs and find that guests are already arriving. We greet our guests and take the kids out back. The older kids take off running immediately. Christian takes Teddy. "I'll go play with him. Go talk to your friends, baby."

I give him a sweet kiss. "Thank you, Mr. Grey." He winks at me and goes out to play with Teddy and Kate, Mia and I sit up on the deck and gossip while watching all of our children enjoying the party. After playing a while, we have a small lunch together and then I go in to get the snacks. My phone rings as soon as I get to my kitchen. "Ana Grey."

"Ana…"

I scoff. "Why the fuck are you calling me, Gideon? Never mind. You know what? I'm going to hang up now. Don't call back."

As I'm about to hang up, he quickly says, "You do NOT want to do that, Ana. It would be a very bad idea. I have someone at your little birthday party right now and if you don't comply with my demands, I will have them take one of your children."

I gasp. "What the fuck do you want from me, Gideon?" I ask as I walk up the stairs to find out what the fuck he wants and possibly find out who, at this party, is a fucking creeper working with Gideon.

"I want you to go and get into the fastest car you have, ALONE, and drive to the Tarmac at the airport. I will be waiting for you with the jet. We're going on a little vacation. Just you and I."

Fuck. I didn't get new panic button jewelry yet either. "Fine. Leave my family the fuck out of this."

"You keep up your end of the deal and I will. As I told you before, I'm a man of my word."

"Okay. I will figure this out and be there soon, but you have to have your guy stand down immediately."

"Who says that it's a guy? Make sure that no one follows you. My person will standing by until I have you safely on my jet."

This fucking psycho. I can handle myself. I'll just wear some clothes that are easy to run and defend myself in. "Okay. I'm going to sneak out now."

"Excellent. See you soon, Ana."

"Fuck you, Gideon." I hang up and contemplate what to do. I go into my bedroom and change into some running pants and a t-shirt and hoodie. I put on tennis shoes. I breathe deep. I'm doing this for my family. I must keep my family safe.

I sneak downstairs quietly. Thankfully, security is all out in the back yard. I stop at our key drawers and find the key to Christian's new R8. I know it's the fastest vehicle that we have. I look around to make sure no one sees me and I quickly and quietly sneak out of the front door. I run to where Christian's car is parked and get in and start it. I take it slow so that it doesn't rumble too loudly and other people don't hear it. I can't be followed.

This is for my family. I just want them safe. Once I wave at Miller, he lets me out of the gate and I take off towards Seattle. I am flying down the road. It's a good thing that I'm an excellent driver. Once I make it to Sea Tac, I pull up beside the Cross Industries jet and see him standing there with a fucking smirk on his face.

This royally pisses me off, but I have to comply or he will take one of my children and I will NOT risk that happening. I can NOT. I shake off my anger and silence my phone and stick it in the waist band at the back of my pants. Hopefully, he won't find it. I take another deep breath and get out of the car and walk up to him. "Now what?" I ask.

"Get on the jet." I roll my eyes and get onto the jet with him right behind me. Once we're on board, he stops me. He grabs my wrists and handcuffs them together. Once he has me restrained, he crashes his lips into mine and kisses me hard. I turn my head to stop the kiss. "You have to comply, Ana. The safety of your children is in your hands." He has his arms wrapped around me and he finds my phone and pulls it out in front of my face. "You won't be needing this." He hands it to someone behind him.

"I'm on the jet. Call your person off of my children or I'll get right back off of this jet." He pushes me down into a seat and buckles me in before he restrains my ankles together with cable ties.

He gets his phone out of his pocket and dials a number and puts the phone up to his ear. "You can stand down. I've got her. Thank you for your help."

He hangs up the phone and smirks at me. He sits next to me and I'm so fucking angry and I can't do a damn thing about it. He buckles in himself. He puts a hand on my thigh and I look at him, disgusted. "We will be fine, Ana. You can be happy now."

I laugh sarcastically. "You're insane if you think I'd ever be happy with you. It will NOT be okay until I'm safely home with my family."

"That will not be happening again. I never make the same mistake twice." I look away. Fuck!

I ignore him and once we're at cruising altitude, he gets up and carries me bridal style to the on-board bedroom. Are you fucking kidding me? He lays me down on the bed and climbs in beside me and wraps an arm around me. "We're going to be so happy together, Ana. You will see."

I just shake my head and close my eyes and will myself to fall asleep. This is a fucking nightmare and I'm not sure if Christian will think I ran off because I wanted to. I hate this. I just want my husband.

Christian's POV

I finally found the love of my life back 5 years after she disappeared. Unfortunately, whenever she returned, I was trapped in a loveless engagement because the woman was pregnant with my child. Finally, at Elliot and Kate's dinner party, I had the courage to make things right and I left Sasha to be with the woman who is now my wife.

We've been married for nearly 4 years now. We've went through our fair share of drama. We had kidnappings, we were forced to go live in the middle of nowhere in Ohio, and then there were the run ins that Ana had with Gideon fucking Cross. There was also a sexual assault against me by my former fiancé after she drugged me. Let's not forget me thinking that it was a good idea to go to a BDSM club in New York to find a sub to punish. I brought her back to my apartment and spanked her and almost fucked her before I looked at her ass and didn't see Ana's tattoo and the guilt hit me all at once. I walked away and told her to either get dressed and leave or sleep in the guest room. I locked myself in the bedroom and went to sleep, dreaming of my wife.

I was woke up to someone's mouth on my cock and my first thought was that it was Susannah so I shoved her off of me. Come to find out, it was my wife surprising me. We were both shocked to find that Susannah was in my fucking bed. I kicked her out of bed and had to deal with an irate Ana.

We've finally overcome that ordeal, I think. Ana has expressed her doubts and worries that it might happen again and I reassured her that it wouldn't. I really wouldn't. I learned quickly that it's truly ONLY Ana that I will ever be with. Even if something were to happen to her, I'd never move on. EVER. She is and always will be the ONLY one for me.

We had another issue with Gideon a couple of months ago. He kidnapped her from the Gala. I was and am still enraged about that. I felt better after I finally confronted him and had his ass thrown in jail, where he belongs.

I'm so glad that Sasha agreed to let Ana and I raise the two babies that she had, together, as our own. Our children are the center of our lives and they are amazing.

Today, we are having a birthday party for our oldest children, Phoebe and Liam. I took Teddy out to play with the other kids and left Ana to spend time with Kate and Mia. Everything is going great. We had a wonderful little lunch that Gail made for us. I haven't seen Ana for a bit so I go and ask the girls where she went.

"Have you seen Ana?"

"She went in to get the snacks." Kate says.

"I went in earlier and she said she had a migraine and was going to lie down. She said that she wanted to be left alone." Mia adds.

For some reason, I feel that something is terribly wrong. Ana never gets migraines. I excuse myself and go upstairs to our bedroom and low and behold, Ana is not there. I found the clothes she was wearing on the closet floor. Something is definitely wrong. I search the house and I can't find her anywhere so I go and find Taylor out back and ask him to meet me in the security room.

Once we're in there, I tell him about how Ana is missing and that I want him to check CCTV while I go recheck the bedroom for evidence to find out where Ana may have gone. Whenever I get to the bedroom, I go straight into her closet. On the vanity, I find a folded up piece of paper with my name on the outside in her handwriting.

I pick it up and unfold it.

Christian,

Gideon called and told me that if I don't meet him at his jet that he's going to have someone that he has at our party to take one of our children. I cannot allow that. I must protect our children at all costs. I hope you understand. I hope you can find me soon as well. I love you and the kids with everything in me.

Yours forever,

Ana

FUCKKKK! I take the letter and run back down to the security room and show Taylor. "We should've replaced her panic button. It had slipped my mind because I thought that we were safe with Gideon behind bars." I tell him.

"Let's find out where his jet is headed and we will go from there." He suggests and I nod.

"I'm going to speak with my mother about keeping the kids while we go investigate this and save my wife."

He nods and goes about what he's doing. I go out and get my Mom and ask her to come inside so that I can talk to her privately about what's going on. I meet her in my office.

"What's going on, Christian? Where's Ana?"

"Ana is missing. We know who she's with and we're working on finding her, but I need you and Dad to keep the kids with you. Someone at this party is working with the person that took Ana and they were going to take one of the children if she didn't comply."

"Oh dear. Go find Ana. We've got the kids. Just bring Ana home safely."

"That's the plan. I don't know how long it will take, but we will probably be gone until we can bring her home."

She nods and hugs me. "Good luck, son."

"Thanks, Mom."

She heads back out to the party and I head back to the security room. "Anything, Taylor?"

"The flight plan is that they are going to Fiji."

"Okay. That's something. Prepare the jet."

"Yes, sir."

I go upstairs and pack a little and go back down to the security room and Taylor says that it's ready and we go out and get into the SUV and head straight to Sea Tac. We're coming for you, Ana.

Ana's POV

Whenever I wake up, Gideon is sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me. "What?"

"I'm just staring at the most beautiful woman that I've ever laid eyes on." I roll my eyes. "Let's go get you something to eat. We will be at our destination in a couple more hours and you will need your energy." Gross.

"I doubt that."

He laughs. "You will." He gets up and scoops me up again and carries me back to the front of the jet and he sets me in a chair and there's already a tray of food set out in front of me.

"How can I eat with my hands restrained?"

"I'm going to feed you, Goddess." Great. Fucking prick.

He sits next to me and he feeds me the entire meal like I'm a little fucking baby. Once the meal is gone, he takes the tray to the stewardess and he comes back with a tablet and sets it up on the table in front of me. There's some stupid movie on so I just turn my head and stare out of the window. "Where are you taking me, Gideon?"

"We are going to Fiji. Well off the coast of Fiji. You will love it there."

I just shake my head and the silent tears start falling. "What do you plan to do with me once we're there?"

"Well, we're going to live together happily until you come to terms with the love that you have for me."

I snap my head around at him. "That's never going to happen because I feel NO love for you whatsoever."

"We will see about that. Watch the movie and we will be there before you know it."

I look back out the window and cry some more. I just want my family safe and I want to be with them. Why can't I just have that? I want my life back. I'll never want a life with this man, but I'm afraid that I may have to fake it to make it. UGH! Fucking Gideon!

Whenever we finally land, Gideon unbuckles my seat belt and looks into my eyes. "I'm going to take these restraints off of you and I'm going to carry you off of this jet and you need to play happy wife because my person is VERY close to your family and they will be able to take your children at any time. All I have to do is make the call, so you should honestly consider complying with me or I will take one of your children and WE will raise them out here together. Understood?" Fuck me.

I nod reluctantly. "I understand." He takes out a key and unlocks the handcuffs and removes them and then he takes a knife out of his pocket and he cuts the cable ties off of my ankles.

"There." He stands up and he scoops me up and carries me bridal style off of the jet. He walks us towards a seaplane. Fake it to make it, Ana. Fake it to make it.

Once we get to the seaplane he lets me down and encourages me to board it. He gets on behind me and he buckles me into my seat. I look out the window again as we take off and it all looks familiar. We finally land and I look in the distance and see the island that Christian and I own. What in the fuck? How does he know about this and why is he taking me here?

He gets up and helps me up. "Take off all of your clothes. You will need to swim to shore. Your clothes will just slow you down. You won't be needing them anytime soon anyhow."

UGHHHHH! Fake it till you make it. I take off all of my clothes and avoid eye contact with this fucking psycho. "You have a beautiful body, just as I suspected you would, Ana." I roll my eyes. "I need you to get out first and swim to shore. I will be right behind you."

I nod and take off, much like I did whenever Christian and I came here. I swim as fast and hard as I can. It doesn't take long before I hear the splash of Gideon hitting the water. I swim harder and faster. As I near shore, he is right behind me. I stand up and march straight down the path to our house here. I hear him hot on my tail.

Whenever I get to the house, I walk in and I go straight to the bed and lay down and cover myself up. I don't want this nut seeing me naked any more than he has to. I see him approaching me with a smirk on his face again. Why can't he take a hint?

He pulls the blanket down and sits on the edge of the bed with an obvious erection. I attempt to pull the blanket but he pulls it back down further and holds onto it. With his other hand, he runs his finger gently down my arm. He leans down and kisses me sweetly. He attempts to deepen it, but I turn my head. "You are feisty, Ana. I need your compliance, though. Since you enjoy being a submissive, I've decided to name myself your master for the duration of our stay here." I gasp. How does he even know that about me?

"You need to remember that I have my person on speed dial and I will gladly call them up. Comply or I will call them. Do you understand the stakes here, Ana?" Oh fuck. This isn't going to be as easy as I'd hoped. I have to do this so that my family remains safe at home, where they belong.

"Yes, sir." I hate the way that felt coming out of my mouth directed at this monster. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

"Good girl." He says before leaning down and laying kisses on my neck. "Will you let me love you to show you how a real man loves his woman?" OH, fuck me.

"I'd rather not. I know how it feels to be loved by a real man, sir."

"Remember the stakes, Ana. If you let me do this, just once, I promise not to even try to again unless you ask me to. Please, Ana."

I shake my head and cover my face with my hands.

"Think about it, Ana. If you don't enjoy yourself, it will never happen again unless you ask for it."

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I may have to do this. "How about if I let you do this, you have to promise to let me go home to my family and that you won't mess with our family again unless I come to you."

He looks away. After a few minutes, he looks back at me with a serious expression on his face. "I'd really like to keep you here longer, but I have a feeling that once I give you the time of your life that you will either change your mind or come back to me eventually. I promise to let you go home if you let me love your body."

I look away and contemplate this. I have to do this for my family and my freedom. Surely, Christian will understand at some point. I just have to pretend that he's my husband. Fake it till you make it, Ana. UGHHHH! I hate that I'm about to say this, but I really want to go home to my family. I turn back to him. "Okay."

He smiles at me. "Do you consent to me making love to you, Anastasia Grey?"

Fuck. I have to answer again. "Yes, sir. I consent. Let's get this over with."

His lips crash into mine and I allow him to invade my mouth with his tongue. His hands start to roam my body, sensually. His hand snakes it's way over my mound and then he finds my clit and smiles against my lips as he begins to delicately rub it in a circular motion. My tears are falling now. I don't know how much of this I can take. I've got to do this for my family. He continues rubbing my clit and I hate the fact that I'm starting to enjoy it. I cannot come for this fucking man. Thanks to Christian, I've become quite talented at holding off orgasms.

He slides his fingers lower and his thumb takes over rubbing my clit. "You're wet, Ana. Are you sure you didn't want this?" I just shake my head and his lips crash back into mine. Soon, his fingers make their way into my core and I can't stop the tears from falling. I just want to get home to my family.

Whenever his fingers find my sweet spot, I cannot stop the orgasm from taking over my body. I begin to sob after the short orgasm stops. "Good girl. Was that so hard?"

I nod. He smiles back at me and he towers over me and he kisses my neck as his cock rests between my legs. He begins trailing kisses all over my body, much like Christian does. He keeps saying things like, 'Your body is so beautiful' and 'You taste so sweet' as he goes. Once he gets to my core, his fingers are still stroking my sweet spot and he sucks vigorously on my clit as he peeks over my mound at me. The fact that it feel so good provokes a new set of tears. I must NOT come again. Last time was a fluke. It won't happen again.

He reaches his free hand up and caresses my breast as he continues his actions. He pinches my nipple and another damn orgasm rips through me. Please forgive me, Christian. "Good girl. You taste so sweet." He says as he removes his fingers and begins kissing his way back up my body. He bites my nipples one at a time and then sucks on them. I'm crying throughout. He makes his way up my neck, laying kisses along the way. He places himself at my entrance. I'm eager to get this over with. I don't like this. I like the way it feels for some reason, but I don't like who is doing it one bit.

"Are you ready, Ana?"

I shake my head, "No, sir."

"Ana." He says firmly. Fuck.

"Yes, sir."

He slides into my core and once he is fully inside me, he exclaims, "Fuck, Ana. You feel so fucking exquisite." I'm full on sobbing now. "Shh, baby. You're right where you belong right now." He says as he rubs my face again. I shake my head. "It's okay." His lips crash back into mine. I reciprocate the kiss, only to speed him up so he will come and this will be over with. He begins moving slowly and I feel another orgasm coming on. Maybe if I let this one slide, it will be over with? Fake it till you make it, Ana.

My orgasm crashes over me and he cries out, "Fuck, Ana." As he empties himself inside my core. I'm still sobbing. Once the orgasms end, he collapses on top of me. He lifts his head up. "Don't cry, baby. I love you, too."

I narrow my eyes at him. "I will never love you, Gideon." I push him off of me and roll over, facing away from him. He tries to wrap his arm around me, but I slap it away. "You promised that I could go home. I'd like to go home now."

He sighs and gets up and walks across the room and picks up a waterproof bag that I didn't know he brought with him. He takes his phone out and steps outside to make the call. I continue to sob. In this moment, I truly hate myself.

He finally comes back in. "The seaplane is on it's way." I stand up and go to the dresser where Christian pulled out a bikini for me the last time that we were here and there are still several new bikinis in here. My thoughtful husband. The husband that's probably going to hate me after I tell him what happened today. God, I hope that he doesn't. I need him and our children. I will NEVER be with Gideon, regardless.

I put the bikini on and walk around Gideon. He grabs my arm and pulls me up against his body. He leans down and kisses me again. "I'll see you soon, Goddess." I roll my eyes and shake my head.

"No, you won't." I turn to walk away.

"The jet will be waiting to take you back to Seattle whenever you arrive in Fiji. I'm going to be staying here. It's the safest thing that I can do right now."

I nod and keep walking. I walk down the trail and see the seaplane in the distance. I walk into the water and swim once I get to water that's deep enough. I swim as quickly as I can towards the seaplane. Whenever I near it, I find my husband poking his head out. "Ana?"

I start crying again and continue to swim to the seaplane and once I get to it, my husband comes out and helps me up and he takes me onto the plane and he wraps his arms around me and I return the hug eagerly. I missed my husband's touch and I wasn't even gone that long. I need him now. I just hope he doesn't leave me whenever I tell him what happened. I look up at him and he is glaring towards shore. "Is that him?" I nod. He leans down and gives me a sweet kiss. "I'm going to take care of this." He turns around. "Taylor, call the local police and keep an eye on Ana until I return."

I didn't even realize that Taylor was here also. Christian grabs my face gently in both hands and rubs my tears away with his thumbs. He kisses me sweetly. "Stay here with Taylor. You're safe now. Remember that no matter what happened here, I won't leave your side and this isn't your fault." I nod. I'm scared shitless that his outlook on that will change whenever he learns that I consented. I consented against my will, but I still consented. He kisses me again. "I love you, Ana." He whispers against my lips.

"I love you, too, Christian." He helps me to put my clothes that are still on the seaplane back on and he helps me into my seat before stripping down to his swimming trunks and jumping off into the water and swimming quickly to shore.

I'm amazed by how quickly he can swim. I guess that's an advantage to having long arms and legs. By the time he gets to shore, Gideon has done disappeared into the woods. Christian takes off running and I'm crying again, hoping that Christian doesn't get hurt and doesn't kill Gideon. "Are you sure you shouldn't go with him, Taylor? I don't want him to kill Gideon, regardless of how much I hate the monster right now. I don't need my husband sitting in jail."

He looks as if he's contemplating this. "I'm supposed to stay with you, but I understand your concern and share it. Stay here and do NOT get off of this aircraft, no matter what. Understood?"

I nod. "Understood. Good luck."

He nods as he takes off his clothes as well. I look away. I look back and he's in swim trunks as well. He jumps off and takes off swimming fast. Whenever he gets to shore, he takes off running in the same direction Christian did. Please be okay, Christian.

I close my eyes and sit back, hoping that this nightmare will be over already. I hear sounds on the sea next to us and I look to find some kind of police seaplane pull up and some men jump off and swim towards shore as well.

I really hate that help was already this close and I didn't need to have sex with Gideon to be freed. I begin sobbing into my hands.

I don't know how long it's been, but the next thing I hear is someone boarding the seaplane. I look up and find my husband and then Taylor getting on board. I breathe a sigh of relief. Christian has bloody knuckles, but aside from that, he looks fine. Just pissed.

He sits down next to me and buckles me in and then himself. He wraps his arms around me tight. "I'm so sorry that I couldn't protect you from this, Ana."

I nod. "You couldn't have known, Christian. He said someone that is extremely close to us is working with him and that if I didn't comply, he would have that person take them all. I want to know who the fuck this person is immediately."

"Shh, the kids are safe with Mom and Dad." I begin sobbing again.

I wrap my arms around him tighter. "Please don't leave me, Christian."

He pulls back and frowns. "Ana, I do NOT give a fuck what happened out here, I will NEVER leave you!"

I nod my head and half smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too, baby." He kisses me sweetly again and pulls my head up against his chest. "I've got you now." The seaplane takes off and Christian holds me until we get back to the airport.

Whenever we arrive, he climbs off first and takes my hand and helps me off and then he scoops me up bridal style and I lay my head up against his chest with my eyes closed as he carries me. I open my eyes briefly to discover that we're getting onto the jet. Good. I want to get the fuck away from here.

Once on board, he sets me down in a seat and he half smiles at me and walks away. I turn back and find him talking to the stewardess and he comes back with a bottle of liquor and 2 tumblers. He winks at me and sits down next to me. "I feel we deserve the hard stuff after today."

I nod. "I agree." He pours us both a glass and I take a big gulp of mine and it burns on the way down, but I feel a calmness settling over me already.

I ask him for another glass full and he chuckles. "Drink all you want, baby. It will be a long time before we land." I nod and he pours me more.

This continues until we get to cruising altitude and I'm really feeling the alcohol. He chuckles whenever he looks at me. "I'm glad you're a happy drunk. Want to go lay down?"

I nod with as seductive a smile as I can manage. He unbuckles himself and then me and he stands up and offers me his hand. I take it and get up and sway. He scoops me up and carries me down the aisle. Once we get to the bedroom. He closes the door behind us and sets me on the side of the bed and helps me out of my shirt and pants. I pull the strings on my bikini top and take it off as well. I untie the strings on the bottoms as well. I climb up the mattress as seductively as possible, but I fall on my face into the pillow and start laughing. Christian laughs with me. I roll over. "Lay with me, Mr. Grey." I say as he's already stripping out of his own clothes. He leaves his boxers on as he walks around as he gets onto the bed. Once he's next to me I roll over to face him and attempt to pull down his boxers. "You won't be needing these either, Mr. Grey."

He stops me from pulling them down even though I can see his obvious erection. "Ana, you need some sleep and if you feel well afterwards, you can do whatever you want to me."

I smile. "Yes, Mr. Grey, but I insist that you hold me."

"Gladly, Mrs. Grey." He replies and he wraps me in his warm embrace. "Sleep, baby. I won't leave your side." I nod.

I pass out pretty quickly.

I wake up to Christian shaking me, "Wake up, Ana. It's Christian. You're safe, baby." I open my eyes and find my husband's staring back at me. I was dreaming about Gideon. Mother fucker.

He wraps his arms around me again. "You're safe, Ana. I'm so sorry that this happened to you." I start sobbing again. He pulls back and kisses away my tears.

"I don't want you to hate me, Christian." I state as I look up into his worried eyes.

"Why would you think that I could ever hate you, Ana? That will NEVER happen."

I nod. "I hope not." I look back into his eyes. "He made me let him have sex with him, Christian. It's the only way he would let me go home. I didn't think anyone was going to be able to find me so I thought it was my only way out. He made me consent, so regardless, he would probably get out of rape charges because of that."

He looks a combination of angry and sad. Please don't be directed at me. "That mother fucker. He manipulated you, Ana. It's okay. I won't let him lay a finger on you or anyone in our family ever again."

I start crying again. I lay my head back up against his chest. "I had 3 orgasms, Christian. I didn't want to. I don't think it had anything to do with him. I think it was just the fact that it was sex. I am so fucking sorry."

He pulls my head back away from his chest and looks directly into my face. "Ana, I completely understand. You're right. I bet it was just the sex. Do you feel anything for him now, Ana?"

"Absolutely NOTHING but hate! I hate what he did to me, to us. He's obsessed with me and it's terrifying. He just kept saying 'remember what's at stake, Ana.' Reminding me that his person still would be able to get to our children easily. I couldn't let him get to the kids, Christian."

"Ana, look at me." I look back into his eyes. "I understand. This won't be an easy hurdle for us to get over, but we've proven, time and time again, that our love can weather any storm that comes our way. WE will be OKAY. Right?" I nod.

"Always."

He leans down and kisses me sweetly. "I love you, Ana, and absolutely nothing will change that."

I nod. "I love you, too, Christian. Forever."

"Forever." He replies. I reach up and grab his face in my hands and I kiss him passionately. I feel his erection growing against my thigh. I want him so badly, but I'm terrified that Gideon's face will haunt me as I fuck my own husband.

I reach down and stroke his erection. "Ana. You don't have to." He says.

I smile up at him. "I want to." I reply. He smiles.

"Tell me if at any time you want to stop."

"You know I will. I need you to look me in the eyes. I need to focus on your face. I do not want to be distracted by unwelcome memories."

"I've got you, baby." I smile and reach up and kiss him passionately again as I continue to stroke his length.

I don't know if I'm ready to have sex, but I feel fine, aside from the occasional memory. I trust my husband, fully. He will take care of me. I hook my thumbs into the sides of his boxers and I sit up and pull them down his body as he lifts his ass so that I can get them from under him.

Once I get them off, I throw them onto the ground. I crawl back up his body as seductively as possible. I kiss the tip of his erection along the way. I stop whenever I get to his mouth, I kiss him passionately and he rolls me over onto my back. "Are you sure about this, baby?" he asks. I look into his eyes.

"Yes. I trust you." He smiles and his lips crash back into mine as he slowly penetrates my core. I look up into his eyes. This is heaven. This proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that the orgasms were simply from it being sex. It's only my husband that can make me feel this good.

Once he fills me completely he stills. "Are you okay?" I nod and smile at him.

"Yes. This is home. Love me, Christian."

He makes love to me and maintains eye contact with me the entire time. I have 4 orgasms before he say, "Come with me, Ana." My body immediately responds and I cry out his name as we come together gloriously.

I start crying once the orgasms end. "Thank you."

He wipes away my tears. "Hush, baby. You don't have to thank me for anything. I'm yours forever and I love you so fucking much." He kisses me sweetly.

"I love you so fucking much, Christian. I'm yours as well. Forever."

He kisses me sweetly as he pulls out and lies beside me. He pulls me against his chest. "Get some more sleep, baby. I won't leave your side."

"Okay. Thank you." I look up and give him a sweet kiss before laying my head on his chest and drifting off to sleep. Thankfully, I didn't have anymore nightmares.

He woke me up and gave me a glass of water to drink to help hydrate me after my little whiskey binge.

He helps me to get dressed since he's already dressed and he guides me back out to our seats.