Christian carries me into Escala because apparently being strangled and almost killed by his ex-submissive means that I can't walk anymore and I can't even tell him that there's nothing wrong with my legs.
He takes me to his room where he sets me down in the middle of the huge bed with a kiss to my forehead. "Stay there, Miss Steele." He commands in a gentle tone. Oh, overprotective Fifty I think to myself. I watch as he walks out of his room, grabbing his phone from his pocket as he goes. Now that my protective boyfriend is gone for a while, I can try and think.
I still have so many unanswered questions regarding Leila:
What happened to Leila?
Where is she?
Was that stuff about her knocking Christian and Taylor unconscious true?
Where did she get a gun?
Why did she target me specifically?
Why didn't she target Elena?
Was she stalking me?
Did she watch me for a long period of time?
What did she mean by "Let's see if Master loves you when you can't scream out his name for more"?
"Anastasia?" Christians voice interrupts my train of thought. I snap my head to look at him. He's leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his handsome face. How long has he been there? Why didn't he just kiss me and make me come out of my thoughts that way? I quirk my eyebrows at him. He stifles a chuckle and sits beside me. I want to talk to him, to thank him for saving me, tell him I love him, but that's not possible thanks to Leila.
"Oh Ana." Christian murmurs, wiping a lone tear from my cheek. I wasn't aware that I was crying. Christian looks into my blue eyes. "I know it's difficult for you not to talk but I promise you that me and the family will be here for you every single step of the way. You have my word on that." His voice is sift, compelling, it makes me believe what he says is true. I put my head on his shoulder and breathe in his scent. "You're going to be fine, Anastasia, I promise." Christian whispers before I fall asleep breathing in his scent.
It's good to be home, even if I can't talk!