A/N: Happy Friday!

All mistakes are my own.

Florence, Italy or London.

Those were the two places Christian had figured out. After eating a hearty lunch, he went to the local bookstore and asked the employee if he knew where the book quote came from.

"It's actually a combination of two. But both are from E.M. Forster's A Room With a View."

Christian thanked the man as he went to get the book. Christian read the first two chapters, and then he looked up the entire premise of the book online. He grinned when he found out where the two books were set. Christian remembered Ana saying how much she loved the book. He was glad that he was able to figure it out, but he also knew that wasn't where his wife was.

That would be too easy.

London would be his obvious choice. But Ana was the complete opposite. Which led him to think that she was in Italy. He didn't think she was in Florence though. Especially after looking it up.

His wife was definitely in Italy, and Florence was a beautiful city. But, Ana was a more secluded person. It made him think that she was in that country, just not in Florence.

"So close, but yet so far away," he whispered to himself. When they returned to the hotel, Christian spoke to Taylor.

"Taylor. Do you think what I'm doing is good? That it's what Ana would want? I don't want to scare her away, and I really want us to work."

Taylor, a man who'd been with him through everything, gave a subtle nod. It wasn't until he was in the hotel room, and it was secured that Taylor spoke.

"Ana loves you. But she wants you to see her. To really understand that she wants you two to be a partnership. She doesn't want to just be some rich man's wife. She wants to be your confidant. Unlike your upbringing, Ana has had a more traditional life with two parents who love her. She wants to reciprocate that love with you. But, she's also not a doormat. I've had the pleasure of driving Ana around, and helping her whenever she needs it. And I can honestly say that she is a rare treasure. And everything she does, she always has you in mind." Taylor paused a moment before speaking.

"I don't know exactly what the situation is between you both. But sir, this is your wakeup call. If my wife was still alive, and begged me to share in an adventure with her, I would only ask to know the time and place. Don't have regrets with the one you love."

"I just, I don't know. I mean, am I doing the right thing?"

Ana finally vented to Leila after a couple of hours of shopping. Afterward they went to Leila's home which sat near the white sandy beach, where Ana unloaded all on her. It was an hour later before Ana finished and through it all Leila's eyes went from wide from shock, to anger, and finally, sympathy. They were both sitting on the back porch which faced the sea, and when Ana finished, The model sighed.

"Well, Ana. I must say that you are a brave woman. To be able to leave suddenly, and get your husband to listen? Bravo. But, I can tell that you being away from him for this long of a time is starting to wear on you. Plus you are pregnant, so I get the added hormones. Do you think this is working though? Being apart from him?"

Ana nodded.

"To some it may seem that I moved rash, and that I'm being too hard on him. But I wanted to let Christian know, in a dramatic fashion, that we cannot keep living life with half-truths. He wants me to be honest with him, but I feel that whenever I am, there is always something wrong, or that he changes the subject. How was I to know about all of his past trauma when he never tells me anything?"

"You kept things from him as well."

Ana nodded.

"I did. And that is my fault. I will apologize for that offense. But, I feel that his problems were holding us back, and I don't know when that vile woman spoke of him so familiar and had admitted to doing such horrendous things to him I just snapped."

Lelia nodded.

"I can understand the frustration. I mean, that's a big lie to withhold from someone. I don't know how you didn't slap her. That evil woman molested a young teenager. You do not get a parting check for bad behavior. You get punished."

"I know. And I'm not letting it go. As soon as my husband finds me and we return to Seattle, I am going to deal with Elena myself."

Leila smirked.

"Si. It's best to leave men out of things that don't concern them. Don't you agree?" She said before winking at her.

"Most definitely. I just need to come up with a plan."

"I'd like to help if I may."

Ana's face brightened.

"I'm all ears."

Ana.

In your letter yesterday you asked me if I was into anything BDSM. I want to once again applaud you for asking, and being upfront. The truth is, there is a lot of the BDSM world I do not like. And I liked having fun, spontaneous sex with you because it's so good, and we don't need anything extra. There are some aspects that I've thought about trying with you. Like tying you up and pleasuring you until tears ran down your cheeks. And even then I wouldn't stop.

I've always thought about making you come from nipple stimulation with a bar between your legs and a gag in your mouth. Your pussy would get wetter and the vibrator in your ass, along with the one inside of you would put you in a headspace that would have you going out of your mind with pleasure.

And I still wouldn't stop.

Because pleasing you, is what gets me off. And the more you come, the more aroused I become. Do you remember that night in Bangkok? That short dress you wore after we got married. How I kept edging you all night in the club, and when we got back to our room, you were screaming the way I sucked on your clit.

Or the way I fucked you until you couldn't walk.

Do you remember?

Because I do.

So when you ask me if I enjoy the BDSM scene, yes. I do like some aspects. But you are my aphrodisiac. I don't need anything else but you.

I hope you're enjoying Italy, darling.

Laters.

Just as Christian hit send, There was a knock on his door.

"Yes?"

Sawyer walked in with an upset looking Taylor.

"Sir, it's Ros. She said that Elena came to your office today and gave a subtle threat to her. She had no clue what Elena was talking about, but thought it important to remind you. That's the only message she gave. She said that you have one month to answer."

Christian's eyes narrowed.

"Leave it for now. I don't want to draw any attention. Elena gets off on that. No, silence is the answer. When you speak with Ros, tell her not to respond, and if she comes into the building have her escorted out. It'll drive her crazy to not get any word back. I need to start distancing myself," he said more to himself than to the two men.

"Will do," Sawyer said.

"Noted," Taylor said wryly. When Christian glanced over at him he shook his head before clearing his throat.

"I'll assist Sawyer," he said quickly. When the two left, Christian smirked at the thought of Ana opening up his letter. He pulled out the map he brought from downstairs and kept studying it. He knew for a fact that she wasn't in Florence. Unless she wanted him to think that she was.

"Ana is thinking that I will think that way," he muttered to himself. Christian rolled his eyes at his own thoughts and was about to head to take a shower when his eyes focused on the edge of the map.

Anacapri, and Capri Italy.

He knew the two were a part of the Islands of Naples. But it couldn't be that easy.

Right?

Christian placed his hands on his hips. It would be so easy to use his IT guys. But then again, it wouldn't be fun.

"When I get my hands on you my dear sweet wife," Christian mused even as he took off his clothes. He would give it another couple of days before he left. He had a feeling that Ana was there, but he wanted to think it over some more.

Elena was pissed.

Normally causing a semi-freak out would garner her a call from Christian later that evening. But instead she was met with glares from a clueless Ros. She had no idea why Elena was there, the older woman could tell, but Elena still wanted to pass the message alone.

No one ever said no to her.

She didn't think Christian would cut all ties with her, but it was in fact true. She called her banker who informed her that she would have to get rid of two of her shops, as they were mainly supported by Mr. Grey. She still had two left, but she didn't want two.

She wanted the four total.

This was all stupid Anastasia's fault. If she hadn't come into the man's life they wouldn't be in this predicament. Elena got out of her car, telling her driver to wait for her as she went into the lingerie store. Her husband was coming back into town and she had to play the dutiful wife. Hopefully after she sucked the old man dry he'd pass out and she could go back to finding a new replacement. As she was browsing the high end store, she turned at the sound of her name being called. Her eyes widened before she pasted on her smile to Dr. Grace Grey.

"Grace, what a-oh!"

When Grace was close she came over and slapped Elena.

Hard.

"Grace! Why would you-"

"Why would I? I gave you what you deserved. A bitch slap for a bitch."

Elena looked at the usually calm woman in shock. She held her cheek, feeling the harsh sting.

"You molested my teenage son. And Elena, you better be lucky that Christian is older because I would have your nasty ass thrown under the jail. And my Carrick would see to it," she said before leaning closer.

"You are a piece of shit and I hope you die a miserable, lonely death. I've never wished for something more in my life! You preyed on an innocent young boy who already suffered enough trauma."

Elena lowered her hand before glancing about the store. There were a couple of interested faces turned in their direction, but the two women failed to see Kate hiding behind some bras, eyes wide and her phone on record.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Grace slapped her again, just as hard.

"You do. And there is some way around it. I will make sure to see it through. Even if I have to go down with you."

Elena hissed at her.

"You don't know anything! And besides, everything we did was consensual."

Grace stared at her for several moments. The blank stare worried Elena, and she jumped when Grace screamed at her before slapping her again.

"If I ever see you near my family I will make your life a living hell. You haven't seen me at my worst. But don't worry Elena, you'll soon find out."

Grace then straightened out her suit jacket before striding away from Elena in the opposite direction. It wasn't until she left that Elena exhaled and quickly lowered her gaze. She decided to leave the opposite way she came and took the back elevator. When she was on the private lift she called her driver.

"Bring the car around the front!" she barked before ending the call. Meanwhile Kate was standing in the same spot and she glanced down at her daughter who was looking up at her.

"Was that grandma?" she asked, eyes wide.

"Um, yes," Kate answered.

"She said we weren't supposed to hit anybody!"

"Well, she meant anyone bad."

"But-"

"Hey, you want some ice-cream?"

"Ice cream!"
Kate mentally patted herself on the back for that one. Wait until she told Elliott tonight."

Will Christian find Ana? LOL Love you all!