CHAPTER 7
She was on a crowded sidewalk, so she walked quickly through the crowd and pulled her braid forward so nobody could grab it. She made it to the coffee shop and got a coffee with cream and sugar watching who came in studying them without being obvious in her peripheral vision. She sat in a back corner waiting for Uncle George. She noticed a man that looked a bit harsh in his demeanor. Every now and then he would glance around the room but settle in her a little longer than he should.
Her Uncle George came in and bought a black coffee. He was carrying a black messenger bag. He spotted her. She smiled lightly and he slid in across from her.
He said, "What is it? You were followed. Where?"
Ana said, "Ten o'clock. Dark hair, small mustache, and black eyes. Definitely harsh demeanor. Felt it since I walked onto the street."
He said, " You got the little or big one on?"
Ana said, "The little. Less noticable."
He said, "Baby, shoot to kill if he touches you. This is super serious and ain't no game we are involved in. Her fingers are super dirty in this reinvented version of herself. Especially after what I've learned after my investigation. Prostitution, money laundering, human trafficking, pedophilia, embezzlement of your friend and several extortions if local politicians and key city positions. We are watching the judges too. We will bring them up on charges if they step out of line on this one. She has been waiting thirty damn years for justice for all those lives she destroyed or damaged in her wake to this day. They fucked up the investigation and tipped her off. That's how she got away. The lawyer dodged us last night for three hours until we caught up with him. This could be the contact he made. He will be hauled in tonight with this moron" He dropped his napkin and picked it up off the floor. He got a look at the guy in his peripheral vision.
He said, "Yeah, you're right he is shady looking. My car is out front and I'll take you home after we drive around in a figure eight and I will get you back before he can walk it. Stay home and order groceries from the store for delivery directly. I think I know what I will do, I'll have a covert on this guy. He'll be coming in a few minutes. We'll take him down and get answers if I have to rip out his fingernails. Nobody goes after Ray's baby girl." She reached out a hand and put it in his.
She said, "I love you, Uncle George."
Uncle George said, "You're like one of my own. You were my first and my training wheels to kids of my own, always will be. I taught you knife throwing at seven years old. Your little hand wouldn't hold a big knife, so I bought you a mini pocket knife . Remember that blue handled one? God you loved every shade of blue. You said, 'Cuz it was like da' ocean, Unkie Gee.'. God you were cute as a button." She smiled fondly at him. She had a precious moment or three, with all eight of her Uncles they were everything to her, but her daddy was first and foremost.
Ana said, "I still have that knife. You were so tolerant and patient with me. I loved every moment. It's not every uncle that lets me practice painting their nails with nail polish. I never told anyone you know? It was our secret. It was funny when I was standing behind you wiping it off in a hurry with cotton balls and nail polish remover, while you talked to Uncle Scott when he surprised you."
He laughed and said, "You were a little piece of work talking me into things like that. You sure could bargain. But you always seemed to do cute little things like that and cover for me."
Ana said, "Be grateful I wasn't into pink or purple. Blue glitter you could explain that it was because of me, not girly colors or red."
He laughed and said, "You were so cute." His phone vibrated. "They're in position to get him. Let's dangle the fishing line and tease the fish. Come on, beautiful niece." He stood up and took her hand. They walked out the door nonchalantly and walked around the corner into the alley. The perp walked in next. He was cuffed and gagged.
Ana walked up to him and said, "I'm not a stupid bitch to whip for kicks, asshole. I'm a deadlier than that pedophile skank could ever be. What a joke she played on your money grubbing ass. I have more money, friends and superior connections than that seahag. She would never have paid you, ya know? She'll be penniless by tomorrow morning, dumbass." The guy glared at her like he desperately wanted to beat her ass. Ana kicked him in the nuts and he bent over groaning while she punched him hard in the face breaking his nose.
She threw over her shoulder, "You better put some ice on that, stupid." The other agents were laughing their asses off.
She took her uncle's hand and they walked to his car. He gave her the messenger bag. He dropped her off directly in front of the high rise. She kissed him goodbye and waved as she went in the lobby up to her condo.
When she got in her condo, she locked the door. She sat the bag down in front of the living room chair. She got her laptop, opened a bottle of red wine and got a wine glass. She brought the whole bottle to the coffee table, sat down and poured a glass. She slammed the whole glass and refilled it staring at the unopened bag.
After a few minutes she said, "I fucking hate this." She booted up her computer and opened the bag. She pulled all the files out in a stack and proceeded to look and read everything the nightmare bitch did with the photos. She watched all the thumb drives, CDs, pictures and video tapes. Got up and vomited a few times. She cried in painful sobs the whole time. That precious little boy. He was so beautiful and then to be touched and taught such violence. She never taught him real BDSM anyway. Ana took an elective class on human sexuality and it covered what real BDSM was. No, she taught him to take out all his aggression, hate for his mother and anger of daily life in him calling it 'release'. She made him channel that violence on others. The bitch never even listened to the safe word as he screamed it.
The blood she inflicted on his young beautiful body made her heart break for the little boy inside the man. She tortured him, left him hanging up for hours endlessly and tortured him by touching his chest and back as he screamed in psychological pain. She also took burning peeled ginger roots and shoved it in his ass with various other types of other things.
The violation of his trust didn't end there, no. She let others witness it and participate in his destruction of self worth, self esteem and insecurities. She had files on all the information she gleaned from his mother to better manipulate him into her clutches. The systematic self destruction of the adolescent that yearns for touch and compassion. It was turned into self abuse, then turned to the abuse of others like she would do to him. He never learned about gentle touches and kisses. That's probably why he was so shocked by her doing that when he was trapped in that helicopter.
Ana just wanted to disembowel that horror show bitch with her bare hands. She was going to find a way to re-teach Christian Grey to love and touch the right way. He was well on his way two days ago and loving it. She dried her eyes and finished the wine in the bottle. She packed it all back in the messenger bag. She dialed Taylor's phone and started to cry when she heard his voice pick up.
After a moment she got a grip on her emotions, sniffed and said, "Taylor, can you come to my condo? I have a package for you. I'll have the concierge let you up. I'm in G16."
Taylor sadly said, "It's really bad isn't it?"
Ana said, "It really is a horror show what she did to him and he was just a baby." She started crying again.
Taylor said, "Ana, pull yourself together. He's a man now that needs someone strong just like you to help him."
She sniffed and said, "Ok. I'll see you soon." Ana called down to the lobby and told the concierge to let Taylor up to G16.
After about 30 minutes there was a knock on her door and she let Taylor in.
She asked, "How is he? I haven't heard from him. I figured he had enough on his plate than to worry about me. After all, it is my fault. I lit the fuse under this stick of dynamite, while burning it all down." She handed the bag over to him.
Taylor said, "Ana, he's avoided this because he was scared of what that bitch could do to him. She even trained him to hold pictures over all his submissive's heads to keep them in line.
She said, "At least she can never harm him again. This is everything she had on him. It is a goddamn horror show. I pulled a big favor from my family. I need to get my brain back together after today. I want to see him so badly, but I feel like I'm intruding if I bother him through all of this."
Taylor said, "I thought you had no family other than your estranged mother?"
My Marine Uncle's are all I have left. The eight of them were my daddy's best friends. We all traveled the world together. They were on his team. They were my best friends, babysitters, trainers and playmates growing up. I adored them. My Uncle G is running this show. The hammer slams down tonight. She will be broke by morning when they are seizing all money accounts. If any belonged to Christian and they suspect it does, the IRS will contact him. My Uncle J is running that part of this. There will be multiple arrests, FBI and IRS will be all over her ass like white on rice. All her cohorts are falling with her, human traffickers, perverts and pedophiles." She grabbed a bag off the counter and handed it to him. He looked inside and grinned at her. He had more cookies to add to his stash in his safe.
Ana continued, "The lawyer she has right now is toast, because he set her vendetta on me today to be murdered. He tailed me to rape and murder me probably to the coffee shop two blocks down to meet Uncle G to get that out of his hands to help me save Christian. He looked like a woman beating, sadistic type. I broke his nose and kicked him in the balls before he was hauled off to be tortured for information. She had no access through a phone because they think she's nuts. I think she is craftier than that. I think she is playing them in order to get off on a lighter sentence in a cushy mental ward for a little while. She has no idea the raining buckets of shit that will fall on her filthy head tonight, but she will be morning. Did Christian sell off everything?"
Taylor said, "Yesterday morning his 60% was sold to a Merryland Spas. The salons are cleaned out of the audit materials and are being processed at GEH. She had records on prostituting submissives and collecting fees for five grand each to be sold to wealthy men for a hundred thousand a girl. I guess that was why she was pushing so hard all the time on Christian to get another submissive so she could collect another couple fees to keep. That was all turned over to the authorities. I want you to call Christian, he is stressed and just stewing in his penthouse. Ana, he needs you to come to him." Ana needed to touch him too. She wanted him to come to her but she had to break the ice with him so stressed out.
Ana said, "Ok, I will come see him tonight before dinner and surprise him. If the mountain won't come to Mohammad, Mohammad must go to the mountain." Taylor nodded.
Taylor said, "I just think he needs to know you care and it will show him you do." Ana nodded. Taylor put the bag on his shoulder.
Ana said, "See you later, Taylor. Thank you for helping me. I'll keep you in the loop on things that develop." He nodded and said goodbye leaving out her door. Ana locked it and took a shower and got dressed in her pale green Victoria Secret silk lace panties and bra set. She put on nude hold up border lace stockings. She wore a cute mint green Pallavi Singhee corset dress that was three quarter length trimmed on the bottom in bronze metallic and had spaghetti straps. She wore Chanel mint green snake pattern high heels. She wore light makeup and smokey eyes. She had her bangs down and pulled long pieces down on the sides of her face, then put her hair up in a very high ponytail. She put on her half carat diamond stud earrings and diamond daisy pendant her father gave her for Christmas the year before he died. It was about as big as a dime and had eight diamond teardrop petals and a blue diamond in the center. She sprayed on vanilla perfume. She grabbed a cream colored clutch purse with her wallet, small 9mm gun and phone with charger she grabbed her keys and locked the door. She drove to Escala and parked in visitor parking. She went to the concierge and then to the elevator.
When the elevator arrived she walked off the elevator and heard Christian yelling in his home office.
She heard, "I don't give a damn! The nasty bitch stole more than just fucking thirty one million fucking dollars from me in six goddamn years! She stole my fucking trust! I want her thrown so far under the bus, her silicone tits drag off! Press charges on her now!"
A glass object got thrown against the wall and exploded. Ana walked up to the door and threw it open. He spun around and looked like he was going to kill someone. She marched across the room, pushed him in his office chair and straddled his legs. She pressed her body against him and pressed her mouth against his. She fully took control of his lips sucking, biting and pulling on his lips in an assertive sexy way. He was moaning as her one hand massaged his scalp and her other was down his pajama bottoms massaging his cock. She broke the kiss and got down on the floor releasing him from his pants and went down on him.
She licked around the head and under his cock sliding her mouth down taking all of him in her mouth until he hit the back of her throat.
He hitched his breath and said, "Oh my God, Anastasia. Oh God, that feels so good." She sped up and tightened her lips and kept wrapping her tongue around him, licking his head as she came up after a little while, he said, "I'm going to cum baby…..if you don't….. Ahh!… Ahhh! Oh God you have no gag trigger!" He came hard shooting three or four times. She barely took it all. She swallowed and licked, cleaning him off and came up releasing him from her mouth. He laid back with his eyes closed. She put him back in his pants and straddled his lap again.
She put her hand in his hair again massaging him and was caressing his face with her other hand. He opened his eyes and looked at her, in the eyes.
He said, "I've never met anyone who makes me feel like you make me feel while touching my body. You can touch me anywhere Anastasia."
She whispered, "I don't ever want to cause you harm or pain, Christian honey." He lazily smiled at her.
He said, "I want you to be my girlfriend, but I have to tell you my secrets first. I don't want you to leave me afterwards. I can't bear for you to go away." She took his lips and kissed him, putting everything she felt into it.
She pulled his bottom lip away and said, "Don't be afraid. Be brave, my sweet Christian. Trust in me this once. I won't abandon you like you must have been before, or you wouldn't have this much fear of me leaving you here alone by yourself. I'm stronger than that and so are you, my honey." He looked sad. She laid her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him and he wrapped his around her.
