I eat a little food and instantly begin to feel a little better; it has been another busy, well frantic day. I switch the television on, put my feet up on the foot stool and flick through the channels. Christian sits next to me offering a glass of wine which I receive gratefully. I don't know what wine this is but it slips down very nicely as I complete my evening physio.

"What the fuck!" Christian's voice makes me jump and I spill some wine over myself. He is looking at the television screen and the headline 'New woman in Christian Grey's life' the attractive brunette named as Anastasia Steele has stolen the affections of Seattle's most eligible bachelor. Miss Steele is currently Assistant Editor at SIP, a recently acquired business for GEH. Very little is known about Miss Steele at the moment but keep watching and we will update again soon'

Oh great I think to myself. Christian is sitting but looks like he is ready to implode. Has someone given them information? Christian stands up

"I need to make some phone calls Ana, don't wait up" and he goes off to the study leaving me alone. I have a shower, for the first time without a cast and it feels nice to feel the water running over my arm. I put a clean t-shirt of Christians on; it smells so clean and fresh. I climb into bed and the cool sheets are refreshing, I sink down, pull the comforter over me and drift in to sleep.

I feel Christian lay down next to me, I don't know what time it is but it's still dark outside, he snuggles up to me and we spoon for the rest of the night. I wake up and Christian is wrapped around me, making me incredibly hot and I really need to pee so I slip out from underneath his arm and hurry to the bathroom.

I feel a little apprehensive as to what the new day is going to bring as I am brushing my teeth and putting my hair up into a pony tail.

I want to put the news channel on but at the same time dread what might be shown. Mrs. Jones is in the kitchen, busy making breakfast. Does she ever sleep? I think to myself and smile.

"Good morning Ana" she brightly says, she called me Ana too, and it seems when Christian is around she keeps it more formal.

"Good morning Mrs. Jones" I return.

"Please call me Gail" she smiles "what would you like for breakfast?"

"Toast and tea if that's ok? please" I ask and Gail smiles.

"How long have you worked for Christian?" I tentatively try and make conversation.

"Oh about five years Ana" she replies "I used to be a nanny before but the family I worked for moved abroad and I didn't want to go and leave Jason or my sister here"

"Jason, your partner?" I enquire.

"Yes" she looks at me like I should realize something and then the penny drops.

"Taylor!" I exclaim excitedly and Gail nods. Oh my I never knew but how lovely, I drop my voice down and ask

"Does Christian know?"

"Do I know what?" booms his voice from the other side of the kitchen; Gail is laughing as she repeats my question to him.

"Breakfast?" she smiles at him.

"Yes please, my usual and of course I know Ana" I feel a little embarrassed "have you checked the news this morning?

"No I haven't yet, I didn't want to spoil my morning too soon" I say with a giggle. With that he goes to switch the television on and yay we made top story again, I think sarcastically. Surely there must be something more news worthy than the two of us. I turn away as I hear from the reporter 'a statement is due from Mr. Grey's spokesperson this morning-stay tuned' bleugh I wonder what the day is going to bring.

I complete my morning physio, my arm is aching and the bruise is all colors of the rainbow but that is to be expected. I ready myself for work and wait for my instructions as to who is driving? Am I going first this time?

Taylor and Sawyer come in the apartment and Christian explains that Taylor will drive me; Sawyer will go on ahead and make sure building security is ready for our arrival as Christian will arrive shortly after me. I see Taylor look over at Gail and smile, Christian pecks me on the cheek and reminds me no comment. As if I could forget!

We descend in the elevator; I take a deep breath as I wait for the doors to open

"Let the scrum begin" I remark and I am sure I see a momentary grin from both Taylor and Sawyer and then we are off, through the building foyer, blinding flashes, out of the revolving doors, shouting and questions, bundled in to the car and quiet. I see Sawyer pull out ahead as Taylor negotiates some of the press who seem to want to put themselves practically under the wheels of my car to get a picture. The heavily tinted glass helps stop any decent pictures being taken and we safely make it to SIP and the next challenge. We manage to pull up outside without much problem and they are obsessed with Christian so much that I get almost to the doors before anyone realizes I am there. A sudden surge is prevented by security and I emerge unscathed from today's press intrusion.

A copy of the press release is sitting on my desk; I pick it up and read.

Mr. Grey CEO of Grey Enterprise Holding's has released the following statement;-

I am releasing this statement to dispel any rumors that have been circulating in the past couple of days. Miss Steele is Assistant Editor of SIP which is a company I bought a few months ago. Miss Steele has been known to my family and me through Miss Kate Kavanagh and my brother for some time. Any speculation with regards to my marriage break up is absolutely and categorically nothing to do with Miss Steele. I will neither confirm nor deny the rumors surrounding our relationship except to say business as usual for GEH and SIP. I appreciate your co-operation in leaving my private life private.

I shall make no further statements on this matter.

Good day.

Ok to the point but that is not going to keep the hounds off our trail but then again even a full confession wouldn't either.

I hole up in the office at lunch time, asking Sophia to get my lunch; I can't be bothered to tackle the press until home time, after all the 'statement' made on Christian's behalf was released this morning. It appears Christian thinks the same as he joins me for lunch in my office with what Vicky went out to get for him. He runs his finger over my bruise almost absent mindedly, what he doesn't realize is that his touch sends shivers up my spine, I shuffle in my seat and I let out a small hmmmm. He stops quickly as I think he detects a surge in himself and that must disappear before leaving this office.

"How is your arm baby?" He asks as a distraction.

"It's ok, it's a little sore in places and it aches at times but ok" I smile

"Can I do anything to ease the aching?" said as he tenderly picks up my arm, examines it again and lightly kisses the bruised area.

"Just keep reminding me to do my physio, I've only another 7 days and that should be it" my smile is even bigger at that thought.

"That's good, then we can get down to some serious playtime" he winks and I blush, with that he gets up and adjusts his trousers before leaving the room.

The afternoon passes and the press gauntlet beckons. The intercom buzzes and Sophia tells me Kate is on line two. I pick up and brightly say hello but the voice on the other end is not Kate but turns out to be a reporter trying to scoop information from me. I politely but firmly tell her to go away. It is already becoming tiresome and it's only been 24 hours. I call through to Christian's office and tell him about the call, I can sense an instant change in his demeanor, he thanks me, tells me he is going to deal with it but he is seriously pissed off.

We make it to the car without too much of a struggle this evening, thank goodness. One funny incident on the way home made me laugh at how ridiculous this really is. A motorbike with rider and passenger pull up besides the car, my attention is only drawn to it by the noise of the straining engine as it tries to keep pace. The pillion rider is trying to take photos as well as stay on the bike. I am pretty certain Taylor mumbles 'dickhead' before accelerating and leaving the bike for dust. I get a fit of the giggles in the back of the car. That has to be the most insulting thing I have heard him say and it has certainly tickled me so much so I am still sniggering as I walk into the apartment. Christian immediately asks what is funny and I burst into peals of laughter again as I describe the details of our journey home. I guess my laughter is a good remedy as Christian's smile reaches his eyes and they dance and glisten. Mrs. Jones who is preparing dinner is also smiling.

The general good mood continues into the evening, Christian and I sit by the piano and play a few tunes together. This feels wonderful I think to myself. The evening appears to be getting better when Christian takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.

We stand in the middle of the room peeling our clothes off slowly and deliberately, touching and caressing, kissing and teasing until we are both on fire. My face flushes and my nipples harden when he fingers trail up along my thigh and finds my folds as he gently circles my clitoris. I reach down and cup his balls in my hand; I allow my finger to run up his shaft, eliciting a soft groan. He pulls me into the bathroom and sets the shower running; he picks up a wash cloth, adds my favorite Burberry shower gel and very sensuously lathes over my body in between kissing my neck and shoulders.

He turns me around, I put my hands against the tiled wall while his left hand massages my breasts, and his other hand is sliding down my back, over my buttocks. His finger dips into my folds, fingering my clit and slides it into my warm engorged core. I gasp with the feeling that brings, I try to turn around but he pushes his whole body up against mine, his very hard erection digs into the small of my back and I desperately want to lick, suck and play with it. He continues by spreading my moisture over my perineum and finds the most sensitive area I never knew I had. He gently massages around my rosette, teasing it and probing with his finger. I take a sharp intake of breath as I feel him pinch my nipple while his finger penetrates the tight threshold, and I hear him his whispers into my right ear, "Relax and just enjoy baby." My body is singing out for a release. All of the fibers in me want to succumb and allow an orgasm to crash over me but I stop myself. He pinches my nipple again as he hisses "Let go Ana, give it up to me". His words become my undoing as I come undone and succumb to my desires. I stand there gasping and shivering trying to regain my composure.

I ask him to allow me to turn back to face him, when I do, I see a raw, carnal look on his face so I start with the wash cloth and soap all over his torso gradually working downwards until I am kneeling in front of him. I take as much of him as I can into my mouth, swirling my tongue up and down his shaft, paying particular attention to the tip.

"Oh fuck Ana, that feels so good, oh god" he moans and I continue my teasing, he tries to grab onto something to be able to buck his hips but I hold them with my hands to steady him and we achieve a great rhythm. All of a sudden he grasps the tops of my arms, lifting me to stand and puts his lips greedily to mine, he has urgency so I know he is close to his release. We stumble out of the shower, back into the bedroom, he pushes me down and spreads my legs, and he kisses and licks my inner thighs until I am begging him to get inside me. He enters me quickly with a sharp deep thrust… oh it feels so good and we are both wound up so tight he very quickly thrusts with one find push and with lout guttural groan release his seed into me which triggers my own climax as my muscles spams and milk every last bit of semen out.

He rolls off and lies next to me catching his breath before leaning over to kiss me telling me that was incredible and I can't help but tiredly smile and feel a warm glow inside. We fall asleep together in each other's arms until morning breaks.

A/N: Thank you for reading and your feedback and support. Hope you enjoyed the shower scene. More fun and drama continues next Tuesday :)