CHAPTER 7

Ana Pov

I started the engine and backed out of the space. I pulled out to drive home and had a car tailgating me. It's like they want to run me off the road, the bastard. I sped up trying to lose them. I turned right around a block a few times and they were on my ass. I flew down the side streets at 11 o'clock at night. I got out on the freeway on the I-5 headed north and opened her up stepping on the excelerator. I was losing them six exits later when I pulled off the exit and made three rights pulling into a very dark alley shutting my lights off. I sat there and watched them drive by twice in both directions.

My phone was notifying me of text messages. I looked and saw it was Christian.

Where are you? You should have gotten home by now.-C

Are you ok? Did you forget? Please let me know, Anastasia.-C

I text him back:

Sorry, I had a tail following me. I had to lose them on the I-5. I'm sitting waiting while they keep driving by from my dark alley with my lights shut down. I'll wait for them to leave for another half hour and head home.-A

Oh my God, Anastasia, please let me know when you get home. I won't be sleeping until I hear from you. What kind of car is it or a plate number?-C

Ok, I promise. It's midnight blue or black, 2010 BMW M3, maybe, 4 door sedan. I couldn't see the plate as they drove by the alley. It scared me because they were almost on my bumper climbing in my trunk.-A

Please be careful, I'm worried.-C

I will.-A

I waited and pondered everything that took place tonight. I took out my pralines in my purse and started eating them thinking. It started out so nice and sweet until that pedophile showed up. His story of his life is so traumatic and sad. I just want to reach out to him, but he isn't getting what he desires in the end from me. His body, hands and lips felt so right. I am so conflicted when it comes to a man with the face and body of an angel and the hidden desires of a demon. My body aches for him. I know we are highly attracted to each other. That is painfully obvious.

In all these years I never felt like this for a man before. Come Monday, I will shut this shit down in my mind because I have a job to do. I have an appointment at The Four Seasons at 9am to get ready for. I waited in this alley for 45 minutes, I'm going home. Hopefully, whoever that was following me gave up. I pop a praline into my mouth and start the engine, flip on the lights and go back to the freeway and head home. I didn't see anyone following me this time. I texted Christian when I got home, stripped, took a bath and slept hard because I was emotionally exhausted.

Christian Pov

Good thing Anastasia knows her make and model of cars. That goddamn tail was fucking Elena. That's exactly the car she drives. She was trying to run her off the fucking road. I tell Taylor in a text message what just happened and Anastasia was safe at home now. He replied back that he will put a covert on Anastasia tomorrow at work and one on Elena.

I'll fucking end her now and it's gonna hurt. I'm cutting off financial backing tomorrow first thing when I get in the office. She will sick my mother on me but I'm not fucking around anymore. I will damage her worse if she keeps meddling with me or Anastasia. I take a shower thinking of her soft skin and stockings, as my hand strokes my cock. Her ass and breast fit perfectly in my hands when I kissed her on the couch. My God, she is so sweet tasting. She left me those truffles on the coffee table. I want to eat them with her so I can taste my two favorite things together, chocolate and Anastasia. I cum so hard my knees buckle. I have never had such a powerful ejaculation to knock me down and see stars. I bet having sex with Anastasia would be unbelievable. I pick myself up off the floor of the shower after I recover. My mood plummeted. I'll never know now that she is afraid of me and the fucking monster within. I'd give anything to taste her again. I go to sleep dreaming of kissing and tasting her.

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Ana Pov

After breakfast, I put on a half sleeve blue sundress with my Nine West cream high heels. I leave by way of the elevator to go to my R8. When I get in and turn on my car, I open my pralines from my purse and pop one in my mouth. I say out loud, "Oh damn these are good. I knew they would be." I drove to the Starbucks drive thru and got a low fat vanilla latte and headed to the Four Seasons.

I was plucked, primped, buffed, waxed, moisturized, massaged (except my arm, of course) and turned into a relaxed pile of mush. Then, it was haircut and style time. I got my hair finally cut up to my waist instead of hanging past my butt. It was a rounded cut with bangs that framed around my face. He styled it to curve inward and looked very pretty and fit my face. I didn't have any makeup on after the facial. I would just do it in the car. I put on my Gucci sunglasses and left headed out to the car.

As I was walking out to the parking lot, I saw in my peripheral vision Mrs Lincoln charging up to me with a fucking crowbar. She reached out to slam it into my head and I did a fast maneuver and grabbed her hand in the pressure points between her thumb and index finger and took the bitch down to her knees, as the crowbar fell to the ground. She started screaming, "What are you doing? Let me go. This is assault." I was pissed. How dare that old cunt try to hit me with a crowbar. What the hell is going on? Doesn't she know it's attempted murder with that kind of weapon? Doesn't see know there are cameras? Is she fucking mental? Yes.

I said in my deadliest voice full of authority, "Shut up you stupid bitch or I'll make it hurt worse. You just tried to attempt to murder me." She shut up, for a second. I continued, "What is wrong with you coming at a person like that? Have you lost any brains you have? Ever heard of cameras? How dare you try to attack me with a fucking crowbar. You trying for premeditated murder? You just didn't realize I can defend myself quite well. Now, did you? What the hell do you want from me? I'm not with Christian, you stupid cow! I'm a goddamn employee!"

She said, snidely, "I want you to leave Christian alone. You're no good for him. You're using him for his money and your job." What a stupid hard headed bitch.

I said in my authoritative voice, "You don't know a single damn thing about me, or you wouldn't have said a fucking dumbass thing like that. I have my own fucking money you aged gold digging pedophile." She looked surprised that I knew that. "Yes, Christian told me everything, he's my friend. Only my friend! If you don't stop with your shit, I will put your ass somehow under the fucking jail. Do you hear me? If you ever try to even touch me again, I'll break every fucking finger on your dirty pedophile fucking hand! Got it?!"

She said with confidence, "Christian would never let you get away with that."

I said, "I wouldn't be hedging bets on that right now. Christian isn't here and after last night's drama, you're not his favorite person. Especially after he hears what your ass just tried to do to me for no goddamn reason. He really won't give a damn. You are walking a thin line, lady. Now get the fuck out of everyone's life, you child molesting hag." I released her and shoved her away from me. She stood up and swung back trying to slap me! The audacity! I grabbed her wrist and applied pressure to that pressure point in her wrist this time, taking her to her knees again as she screamed in pain.

I said in my authoritative voice again, "You are so fucking stupid to try this again? You will lose every damn time, pedophile! Shall I break those fucking fingers now? Answer me?!!!" I pressed harder.

She said, groaning and weakly said, "No."

I said, "Are you going to get the fuck out of here and leave me the fuck alone this time?"

She groaned as I squeezed more. She whimpered, "Yes."

I said, "If you have anyone to say anything to, you just leave me out of it. I'm not your anything. I'm not after Christian, you twisted piece of shit!" I let go and stepped away from her as she got up again.

She nastily said, "I will have Christian get rid of you for this."

I said, "Good luck with that. Now are you leaving like you said or am I breaking those fingers?" She stood there defiant. I started walking towards her with intent and she turned and ran as fast as six inch stilettos would run. She peeled out of the parking lot in the same fucking car that was black like last night's tail running me off the road.

A security man walked up to me and said, "Mam, I work for The Four Seasons and suggest you come get a copy of our surveillance for your records in the future. I see you know what you're doing defending yourself."

I said walking with him into the building and heading to the security office, "I'm trained in Krav Maga by my father, a Marine Raider Colonel."

He looked surprised and said, "I had a feeling you were a military brat. How high did you get?"

I smiled and said, "Brown belt. I was almost to my black belt but my father died and… well you know priorities take precedence."

He said firmly, "Make sure you finish. I know your father would want that for you. You need to watch your six with crazy old ladies coming after you with crowbars." He handed me a thumb drive. I thanked him and put it in my purse and wished me to stay safe. I got in my car and took out my phone. It had two missed calls and three texts from Christian. I put on my minimal make up and started reading while the car cooled down.

Anastasia, I just can't stop thinking of how you are today after last night? I hope your spa day is going well.-C

Are you free around 1pm for lunch? Let me know.-C

Anastasia my mother just called and said you assaulted Elena out in public. Please call me.-C

It was 12:30pm now.That last one was a few minutes ago. I called him.

He answered panicked, "Anastasia, are you ok?"

I said, "Yes, she actually came at me twice. I have the video footage. The nice security guard at The Four Seasons gave it to me in case I had a problem. It shows her trying to attept to murder me with a fucking crowbar. I threw it in my truck without touching it. I grabbed her hand, disarmed her and took her to her fucking knees. We had words and she kept saying I was after your money and calling me a gold digging whore. I let her go after a few minutes. Then, she tried to hit me with her hand and I took her to her knees again with her wrist. The second time I let her go she said she was going to tell you, and you would get rid of me for this. I started walking towards her to break every finger in her hand and she ran to her car. That's when the guard walked up and escorted me inside to give me a copy of their surveillance tapes."

He grimly said, "I keep forgetting you're not a complete delicate flower, but a rose with sharp thorns. I'll head my mother off by setting her straight. Are you coming here for lunch?"

I said smiling, "That's why I called. I'll be there shortly. I'll give you the thumb drive to make a copy of if you would like?"

He said, "That would be great. Just park in your spot in the garage and I'll be down there next to you. We'll go to The Capital Grille for lunch."

I said, "Ok, Christian, see you there." I hung up and started driving to GEH.

When I arrived and pulled into my parking spot. I got out of the car and locked it before he jumped out of the SUV and he hugged me like he was frightened, being careful of my arm. He then pulled me into the SUV. He closed the door and started kissing me, pulling me on his lap. No hi, no how are you doing before. Is this his idea of friendship? His lips feel so good I can't help kissing him back.

I break the kiss and say, "Christian, what happened to just friends?" His face is buried in my neck and hair.

He says, while nuzzling my neck, "I was so scared for you last night and today. That car running you down was Elena's car. I'll put money on it. I'm so terribly sorry for her obsessively trying to harm you for being around me. I don't understand why she is acting like this. She has never acted like this before."

He smiled like a little boy. I said softly, "I know, it's not your fault that she is crazy. I know it was her car because I saw her get in it and drive off. It's over now, Christian. I'm ok."

It doesn't take us long to get in a small parking deck just down from the restaurant. We get out and walk for half a block. He holds the door open for me and we get seated right away at a table.

He ordered a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. We both order the field greens salad, the ribeye steak sandwich and split an order of truffle fries.

I said, "So, Cruella DeVille must not have wasted too much time calling your mother and making a dramatic story up. What did your mom tell you happened to the poor old dear?"

He shook his head and said, "She said you attacked her outside in public for coming up to our table at the Mile High Club at dinner the other night. She told her that you viciously hit her and said you would use your position at GEH to destroy her business if she didn't stay away from me. She said you were obsessed with me and you were afraid of her being a threat to you getting into my bank account."

I asked in shock, "Your mother actually believes that drivel?"

He said, "That's why she called me to ask me what I knew about you."

"What did you tell her?"

He said, "I told, after knowing you for only two days, how Elena walked up to the table and talked down to you, saying you were a gold digger and too young and inexperienced to be an executive. I said she was telling me that I shouldn't have hired you. Then, I told my mother how you would never attack anyone and Elena was lying. I even called her back after we talked and told her The Four Seasons security has the video proving it never happened that way, but she attacked you twice, once trying to hit you with a crowbar. Needless to say, my mother is shocked and confused as to why she would lie like that. I told her you were highly educated with two masters degrees and qualified to be my CFO. I told her that I took you to dinner at the Mile High Club Wednesday night and had you over at my place for dinner Thursday night, so I could get to know you better before you start on Monday." I reached into my purse and handed the thumb drive to him.

I said, "Just so you can give it to your security." He pocketed it as our salads came