Greetings again readers! This is a quick one shot that Snoopylover60 and I submitted to the AO3 contest in the FB Group FSOG Followers—thank you to those who read the story and voted for us.

This is cheat story, and it is not an HEA for Christian and Ana. Read at your own risk, comments and reviews are welcome, abuse will not be tolerated and troll reviews will be deleted.

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Ana POV

"Thank you for seeing me today" I tell Dr. Greene as she walks into the exam room.

I haven't been feeling well for the last few days so I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Greene to see what, if anything is wrong.
I knew I wasn't pregnant, but I thought maybe I had simply caught a bug when Christian and I went out on The Grace last weekend. He left for Belgium Tuesday morning for and isn't due back till sometime next week and I am hoping whatever I have will be gone by the time he gets home.
Dr. Greene ran several tests and drew enough blood to make a vampire happy, and she said put a rush on them and she will have the results back as soon as possible.

I called Christian Wednesday night but it went voicemail, so I left him a message to call me, but I haven't heard back from him yet, which is odd since he usually calls me back within an hour or 2. I decide to run a bath and relax while I waited for him to call back.
Just as I am stepping into the tub my phone rings, and, thinking it was Christian I answer it without looking at the caller ID.

A heavily accented voice I don't recognize asks "Hello...is this Mrs. Grey?"

I hesitate for a second then answer "Yes...this is Ana Grey. Can I help you?"

" Mrs. Grey. This is Eduard Gasteau at the Montmartre Hotel in Paris. I was calling to tell you that you left an overnight bag in the room when you and your husband checked out this morning. Housekeeping found it under the bed... are you still in town, or is there an address to where we can send it?"

I start to tell him that he must be mistaken, but something tells me not to say anything, and suddenly my blood freezes in my veins and it dawns on me what he said...a woman's overnight bag in my husband's hotel room in Paris, when he is supposed to be in Belgium, and I haven't heard from him for 2 days.
My stomach sinks, and I start to shake, but I get ahold of myself and manage to tell him I am back home, and give him our address here in Seattle and ask him to overnight everything, and to charge the shipping cost to the credit card that was used to pay for the room, then thank him and hang up.
I sit on the bed, then my nerves take over and I run into the bathroom and throw up...a million thoughts go through my mind, and suddenly a few things start to make sense...missed phone calls, or no phone calls or texts for 2 or 3 days, more frequent, extended trips out of town and out of the country, his odd moods when he comes back from trips, and he has become much more aggressive in the red room the past several months. I just now realized that almost all of the extended trips the past few months have happened when I had week long expos, or meetings that I couldn't miss so I couldn't go with him...that son of a bitch planned them that way.

That cheating bastard.

I walk back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed, in shock, as it all sinks in, and I can't stop the tears from falling down my face or control the sobs that start wracking my body.

I don't know how much time has passed, but when I can cry no more, I fall asleep into an uneasy slumber.

I wake the next morning, hoping it was all a bad dream, but when I look at my phone and there are no text messages or missed calls from Christian for the 3rd day in a row, I realize it wasn't a nightmare, but an ugly truth, and humiliation and anger take over.

I refuse to spend any time wondering why he is doing this, and I begin to plot my departure and divorce. I take a long, hot shower to clear my head, and then call Luke to my office...I trust Luke with my life and I know he wouldn't hide this from me.

Since I have no tangible proof yet if he is cheating, I need Luke and his cyber skills to dig up the dirt.
A few minutes later he walks in and asks me what's up. I tell him about the phone call from the hotel manager, and my suspicions, and ask him if he can hack the surveillance cameras in the hotel. I need to see if it is actually him, and if so, who the whore is that he has been fucking for the last several months... the whore is who is going to cost him half of everything he owns.

Luke sits there in shock, not saying anything as I tell him everything, and I watch him clench his fists and his face turn red.

"I'll get right on it, Ana" and as he goes to walk out I ask "Luke, did you know?"

He shakes his head "No, Ana. I had no clue. But I'll do everything I can to help you...whatever you need, ask me" and he walks out.

I'm still in my office 2 hours later when Luke walks in, and I can tell by the grim look on his face that he has found something...something I don't want to see.

He hands me his Ipad, and asks "Ana, are you sure you want to see this?"
I nod yes...I need to see who it is-who the asshole is cheating with...and now I sit there in total shock...
I look at Luke and nothing needs to be said. I tell him to hold off on doing anything...for now.

Next weekend is Christian's birthday and Mia has a big party planned for him next Saturday night at their parent's house. Since he isn't scheduled back until sometime next week so I have plenty of time to make a few arrangements.
I give Luke some dates and where Christian was staying when he was out of town, and ask him to hack the video links from those hotels as well to see if he can get any dirt on him.

Christian finally calls me back Friday morning and apologizes for not calling all week, and tells me he will be back at the end of next week. Our conversation is brief and I tell him I have a meeting I have to go to and tell him I will see him next week and hang up.

Hearing his voice sickens me now.

The overnight bag arrived 2 days after the manager called and I hid it in the closet with plans to present it to him later at his party.

He called and texted a few times during the week, but I kept our conversations short as I couldn't stomach talking to him, and I didn't want him to have any suspicions that I might know about his activities...

He texted Friday
morning letting me know he would be home late Friday night and to not wait up for him...

Wasn't planning on it anyway.

I wake up Saturday morning and he is in bed, snuggled up next to me, so I gently crawl out of bed and walk into our closet and go through his bags, and find an almost empty box of condoms, along with a few pair of his boxers that are stained in the front.

I'm sure they joined the mile high club a few times on the flight home.

And fucking Taylor has known the entire time.

I go to the bathroom and take care of business, get dressed and leave sleeping beauty a note that I had to go into the office today for an all day meeting and will meet him at his parents' house tonight for dinner. No way is his cock getting near me-my blood tests came back a few days ago and I wasn't pregnant, but I have a mild case of Chlamydia, so Dr. Greene put me on some strong antibiotics to take care of it, and she warned me the antibiotics will interfere with the effectiveness of my birth control so I needed to take precautions to prevent pregnancy...the last thing I want or need is to get pregnant and be tied to that asshole for the rest of my life.

I hope his dick rots off.

He must have been busy all day because he only texted once and said he would see me tonight at his parent's house. I am guessing he was busy with his whore all day, and Taylor played lookout for him, covering his ass like he has been doing for the past several months.

Asshole...he doesn't realize he works for me as well as Christian...I bet Gail knows too...I guess when money is involved there is no loyalty...

Sawyer picks me up at GP and takes me to the Greys, where everyone has already gathered.
I walk in and see Mia in the living room and ask her where Christian is. She told me he went upstairs to his bedroom about 10 minutes ago, so I turn and walk to his room and put my ear against the door. I can hear the familiar grunting noises he makes when he's pounding into me hard, so I open the door a little, and get an eyeful of Christian's bare ass and his pants down around his ankles. I stick my phone inside and record them...he has her bent over his bed holding her down and is slamming into her from behind, calling her his little slut and asking her if she likes him fucking her hard and rough in her ass.
When I hear him moan his grand finale, I close the door, sneak down the hall to the bathroom and transfer the footage to a file on my phone and then head to the living room without anyone seeing me leave upstairs.
5 minutes later he comes downstairs alone, sees me and pulls me into a hug, kissing my forehead and tells me how much be missed me and whispers in my ear that he can't wait to take me to the boathouse later and fuck me hard.
I pretend to be excited, and tell him "me too," all the while trying to keep from throwing up on his new Armani suit.

We walk into the living room like the happy couple we appear to be, and everyone cheers and wishes Christian a happy birthday. A few minutes later the doorbell rings and Gretchen opens it, and in walks the whore...I don't know how she got out of his room and back to the front door so fast without anyone seeing her...but then again she's probably used to sneaking in and out of men's bedrooms...

She walks in and tells everyone hi, and I see her and Christian share a look between them.

Just wait bitch...your time is coming...

I take this opportunity to clear my throat, and ask everyone to help me wish my husband a happy birthday.
Everyone raises their glasses to him and we take a quick sip, and I nod to Luke who sets up a large screen and turns on a laptop he brought with him and turns it on.
I tell everyone that I have a video and picture collage that I would like to share with everyone in honor if the birthday boy. I turn on the Bluetooth on the projector and connect it to my phone.
I hit play, and the song we danced to at our wedding starts to play, and a collage of pictures of us floats across the screen. Everyone ooohs and ahhhs at the pictures, and a few minutes later our wedding dance video starts to play and everyone comments on how beautiful and happy we look, but after a minute the video changes to another one, and as soon as everyone realizes what is on the screen it gets so quiet you can hear a pin drop...it's the video if Christian and his whore in the elevator of the hotel in Paris..At first you can't see her face, but when she drops to her knees, unzips his pants, looks up at him and smiles and starts sucking his dick, everyone can clearly see her face.

Mia and Grace gasp loud enough for everyone to hear, then Mia gets off the couch walks across the room and slaps Lily as hard as she can 'You fucking whore!" she screams at her and keeps slapping her until Carrick pulls her off, and then all eyes are on Christian. "How could you? How could you cheat on Ana with this fucking whore?" Mia screams at him. The video keeps playing with different clips of them at various hotels in various states of undress and various stages of fucking, and it finally finishes up with them in Christians bedroom 20 minutes ago.

Lily breaks free from Mia and runs out the door, running right into a man in a black suit as he comes through the door. The man walks across the room and stops in front if Christian, and asks "Are you Christian Grey?" Christian, still in shock and unable to speak, nods his head, and the man hands him an envelope and says "You're been served" and walks out.

I look at Christian and smirk, then throw Lily's overnight bag at him and tell him, loud enough for everyone to hear "Here-she left this in your hotel room in Paris. Oh, and you also might want to go to the doctor ASAP—my STD tests came back positive for Chlamydia-I would bet that you got it from her and gave it to me."

I let it sink in, then look him right in the eyes and tell him "See you at my lawyers office, asshole...you might want to bring some lube because you are in for a major ass fucking...I'm so glad you insisted on no pre-nup."

Luke and I then walk out glaring at Taylor and Gail. Taylor was looking down at his feet, not having the balls to look me in the eyes, and Gail had tears running down her face, and apologized for not saying anything to me, and then had the nerve to ask if there was anything she could do for me.

I stopped and stared her dead in the eyes and told her"Why would I trust or ask anything of lying, backstabbing pieces of shit? You and Taylor are just as despicable as he is...you can both go to hell. Enjoy your money—hope it was worth selling your soul."
Luke and I walk out, leaving everyone standing there staring at Christian, still trying to absorb what just happened.

I had all my bags packed last week and Luke already took them to the apartment that I leased a few days ago. I rented a short term, furnished 3 bedroom apartment, and Luke will be staying with me so he will be close by in case Christian or his whore show up and tries to start anything.

Luke already took care of the security and alarms and also removed the tracking devices from my car and jewelry, as well as deactivating the GPS in my phone and laptop.

Taylor came over a week later and tried talking me into coming back and giving Christian another chance. He told me how sorry Christian was and how bad he was doing and that he really needed me, but as soon as the words were out of his mouth Luke laid him out with one hell of a punch-I heard Taylor's nose crunch, and a few seconds later there was blood running down his face as he dropped to his knees. Luke then proceeded to grab him by the throat and drag him out of the apartment, telling him to be a good little bitch and go home to his daddy, and to never come near me again.

Go Luke!

12 months later

I am sitting on the balcony of my newly rented beach house in Kykos, Greece watching the sun set and sipping a cup of tea.

2 weeks after Christian's ill fated birthday party, we met with our lawyers and hashed out the terms of the divorce and property settlement.

Due to the lack of a pre nup, I received half of everything...money, properties, GEH, as well as 100% ownership of GP, which I sold the day after the divorce was final because I had no intention of staying in Seattle 1 day longer than absolutely necessary.

Let's suffice to say I will never have to work again.

Shortly after the meeting, I took off for parts unknown, and after traveling abroad for a few months, I settled in Greece for an undetermined lengthly stay. Luke resigned from GEH the night of Christian's birthday, and even though I gifted him several million dollars for his service, loyalty, and friendship for the past 5 years, he refused to leave me without security, so he is here in Greece, watching over me, and watching the sun set, too.
I don't know how long I will stay here, but I am just taking life one day at a time right now.

Mia surprised me several months after the divorce was final. We were as close as sisters could be, and I truly miss her.
She contacted my lawyer and asked if he could arrange a meeting between us, so I agreed to meet her in Marseille where she is now living and working as a pastry chef at L'Épuisette.

What she told me shocked me at first, but when I got over the shock and pain, I laughed...hard.

She told me that Christian finally came clean to everyone about everything a month after after the divorce was final.
He told them about Elena seducing him at 15 and introducing him to BDSM, their 6 year affair, him becoming a dominant, the 15 subs before me, and that Lily was #16. He said he didn't have any feelings for her, he was only using her for sex, and he provided her with his typical submissive package...contract, apartment, red A3, clothes, jewelry and a monthly allowance...she was nothing more than another of his paid whores.

He told his parents that a few months prior to the Paris hotel incident, just after our huge blowout about me going to London, he had to go to Vancouver for a meeting 2 days after I left for London and had to stay overnight due to the weather.

When he tried to reach me on my cell and I didn't answer, he started drinking and went ballistic thinking I was ignoring him since we still weren't speaking when I left.
I guess his self loathing took over and he was convinced I was out fucking someone else because I didn't answer my phone. What he didn't know was that my phone charger broke so my phone didn't get charged and it died sometime after I went to bed.

I texted him when I got back to my room, but my phone died shortly thereafter, so I never got any of his calls. The next day Luke got me a new charger, and I listened to all the voice and text messages he left and sent. I could tell as the night wore on he was drinking heavily because his voice messages were becoming more and more slurred and he was getting harder and harder to understand, and both his voice and text messages were getting pretty vile and nasty as well. Since I never answered him, he got pissed and decided to visit a BDSM club to work out his anger, and also to punish me for disobeying him for going on the trip and ignoring his calls.

At least that's how he justified going to the club...

He rented a sub and spent the night whipping, beating and fucking her, only to discover later who she was. Since they were both wearing masks, and he was too drunk to see clearly, he had no clue who he was beating and fucking until later that night after he was finished and met with her after their scene to offer her a contract. He was shocked when Lily walked into the room with her mask off...he had no clue she was in the lifestyle, but he was impressed with her performance and offered her his standard contract. She was beyond eager and willing to do all the extreme shit that I refused to do, and apparently all the extreme shit that Christian still needed, but would never admit to.

It sickened me that the Bitch Troll was correct in that he would get bored with me when he realized he missed and needed the lifestyle, and would find someone else who was more suited for his needs.

I guess the old saying is true...a leopard can't change his spots.

Grace and Carrick set out to ruin Elena for what she did to Christian. Grace had her circle of friends stop patronizing Esclava, and word quickly and quietly spread among the high society ladies that Elena was a pedophile, and her clientele immediately dropped to nothing- Supercuts was making more money than Esclava, and after 3 months of no virtually no business, and Christian not willing to bail her out, she had no choice but to close her salons.
Carrick had her investigated to see if she had any other underage victims, and she must have gotten wind of it because she disappeared in the middle of the night with no trace. There was an outstanding warrant issued for her, and she was picked up a few weeks later trying to cross into Canada, and was hauled back to Seattle to face charges.

Christians out of town trips started shortly after I came back from London, and since he had a full time, ready-to-travel sub at his beck and call, and a CPO, housekeeper, pilot and flight attendant willing to cover for him, he figured he would be safe taking his rent a whore with him.

Mia said both Jason and Gail knew all about it from the beginning, and the 2 of them agreed to cover for him after receiving a substantial raise, along with a large lump sum "bonus."

I was correct when I said loyalty and integrity goes out the door when money is involved.

Christian told me the reason for all the traveling was because Ros and Gwen were having marital problems because of all of Ros' traveling, and with Gwen being pregnant, Ros refused to travel for the next year, so he had to pick up the slack for the next year and take over all the extended out of town trips.

Lying asshole.

Mia saved the best for last...

2 months after his party, Lily informed Christian, and everyone else who was in earshot, that she was pregnant-it must have happened on their last, and from what Mia said, their final fuck-a thon during the Belgium trip.

She said Christian came unglued with the news, denying that the baby was his...swearing he always used condoms and made sure Lily was current on her birth control, so there was no way he could be the father. He called her a gold digging whore, and, of course, sent Taylor to threaten and remind her of her NDA.

When the baby was born 7 months later, she had a DNA test done and served Christian with the results and a paternity suit to go along with the results-Christian was "the not-very-proud-father" of a healthy bouncing baby boy.

Lily and her mother were ecstatic that they finally got their gold digging claws into the Grey family fortune, but Christian wanted nothing to do with Lily or his son, and immediately signed his paternal rights away, along with giving Lily a fat check, and a large trust fund for the baby.

Mia said he ended their relationship/contract the day after his birthday party, and of course sent Taylor to threaten and remind her of the NDA, but 2 months later Lily and new lawyer caught him outside GEH and gave him the good news about her pregnancy in front of a group of GEH employees.

Grace and Carrick were devastated because, as part of the agreement/settlement, Lily and her mother had to move across the country and never have any contact with any member of the Grey family again-the Greys were denied any interaction with their grandson and nephew.

Christian later learned that Lily had been taking antibiotics to help interfere with her shot, and Gail discovered that the box of condoms left over from the Belgium trip all had several small pin holes poked through the foil packs...I wonder how long Lily had been doing that...

She really set him up, and he never saw it coming. Since there was nothing he could do about it, in typical CTG fashion, he had his lawyers pay her off, threaten her, and send her packing.

Same story, different whore...

I was depressed and still in shock for the first few months after the divorce was final, but after I got away from Seattle for a while, I started to relax and see things for what they were...I wasn't happy anymore in our marriage. Christian's control freakery and jealousy, on top of his recent aggressive behavior in the red room were getting worse and worse, almost suffocating, and it was starting to seriously take its toll on me...the last time we went into the red room I actually had to safe word for the first time.

I realized that for the first time in a long time I felt free...I had forgotten who Anastasia Steele, bookworm from Montesano, was, and I was thoroughly enjoying discovering her again...it was so relaxing being little ol' Ana Steele instead of The Mrs. Christian Grey, and I wondered how I let myself get lost so easily-I had allowed Christian to completely consume me and take over my life until there was almost nothing left of the real me.

Mia said he now lives alone at Escala with Taylor and Gail, his only friends. His family has basically disowned him, and Ros barely tolerates him at work. Andrea quit, and took a job with Google, and Elliot called him a piece of shit and told him he wasn't welcome in his home or anywhere near his family. Grace and Carrick were so upset with him for throwing away their only grandson and making it so they can have no contact with him that they don't have much to do with him anymore.

Mia said Grace found out through one of her colleagues, that Christian did have Chlamydia, and it was so bad that it left him with E.D.

I laugh at the irony that the big, bad premier Dom of Seattle now has a malfunctioning willie...basically he has a 10" urinary relief device that hangs limply down between his legs, and will probably never rise to watch him shave again.

Life's a bitch, and Karma is real.

Laters.