Hey everyone! Thank you so much to those who have reviewed and favorited! I know I'm definitely not the best writer but I'm happy that some of you do enjoy my stories.

I know that Hyde and Leila were a big part of the Fifty Shades Trilogy, and while I'm sure most people won't be happy about it, I don't think I'm going to include them in mine. I'm going to have Ana get the fiction editor job right out of college therefore, never coming in contact with Jack. I wanted to focus more on the conflict with Elena than anything. Maybe I'll try and tie Leila and Jack into the story in the future, but as of right now I won't.

Anyways...

Here's Chapter 4!

Christian POV

We leave the bathroom, making our way back to the tent just as the first dance is about to start. We slowly sway to the music, wrapped up in our own world, not paying attention to our surroundings. Looking down at Ana, my heart swells with so much affection.

I can see my future in her eyes, getting married to her, moving into a beautiful house with her, us having kids running around as we chase after them. I want it all with her, I just hope she feels the same way. She doesn't know everything about me.

The fucked up part of me, that as soon as she hears about, will cause her to run as far away as she can.

Leaning down, I ghost my lips over hers. "I love you, Anastasia."

The way my lips brush against hers as I speak causes her to shiver softly.

"I love you too, Christian."

Finally, I press my lips against hers, my arms going around her waist as hers go around my neck. Not caring where we are, I deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with hers until we both pull away breathless. Our foreheads remain pressed together as we continue to sway, even after a new song has begun.

Not too long after, my father announced that the fireworks are about to start, asking everyone to make their way out of the tent.

"I have to go grab my clutch from our table," Ana whispers in my ear.

Nodding, we make our way back into the main tent to our table.

"Christian?" Ana stiffens at the voice behind me.

Turning, we both see Elena approaching us in her signature black dress. Her boobs are practically falling out, making it obvious how bad her boob job was. Pulling Ana close to me, I squeeze my hand on her waist, trying to reassure her.

"Elena." I nod towards her. "Can we help you?"

"I was surprised to see you had a date tonight. Usually, I sit at the table with you and your family but Grace informed me that your girlfriend would be here instead."

I don't know why I ever kept her around, and I'm finally starting to see what Ana's been telling me all along.

"Not that is was any of your business, but Christian and I were having a wonderful time with his family without you." I bury my face in Ana's neck to try and prevent the chuckle from escaping me.

My girls got claws! And it's hot as fuck!

Elena's eyes narrow at Anastasia, "Honestly Christian, your so tense. Do you need a new sub? I have the perfect girl for you."

"No thank you, Elena. I won't be needing your services anymore" That reminds me. "In fact, I'll be sending you my shares of the saloon."

Her eyes widen in panic, sputtering at me. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to spend the rest of the evening with my beautiful girlfriend."

Leading her away, we make our way to the yard where everyone else is gathering for the fireworks show. I'm sure it's amazing, as it always is every year I come, but I don't look at it. I'm too busy starring at Anastasia, watching as her face lights up in awe at the sight before her.

Pulling her so she's standing in front of me, I rest my head on hers as we watch the rest of the show. The grand finale finishes before the auctioneer announces that our donations raised over 2 million dollars this year, the most we've ever had.

Ana leans into me and sighs. "Tired baby?"

She nods against me, "I don't think you'll be able to ravish me later. I'm so tired."

I chuckle before kissing her head. Just as I'm about to respond, my mother walks over to us.

"Christian, would you and Ana like to stay overnight? I wanted to have a huge breakfast tomorrow."

I look down at Ana for her opinion. "I wouldn't mind staying. I just don't have a change of clothes."

"I'm sure Mia could give you something, otherwise I have clothes here too," I say.

She turns to Grace, "We would love to stay for breakfast tomorrow."

My mother's face lights up before responding that she's going to find dad.

Leading Ana back towards the house, we walk up to the third floor opening a door, I show her inside before closing it behinds us.

"This was my room," I tell her as she looks around with interest. "I've never had a girl in here before."

She takes her mask off before turning to look at me. "Really?"

I nod, walking over to her and wrapping my arms around her waist. "Only you, baby."

She smiles before resting her head on my shoulder, sighing tiredly.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you into bed." I tell her as I unzip her dress

I grab some clothes before taking my bowtie off. The whole time I'm undressing, I'm watching Ana out of the corner of my eye. She takes her heels off before letting the dress slide down to the floor, revealing the fact that she had nothing on underneath.

Oblivious to my staring, I watch as she puts on a pair of my boxers I left out on the bed before turning to me shyly.

I raise my eyebrow at her. "Can I help you."

Walking over, still in nothing but my boxer briefs, she reaches for the buttons on my shirt. Slowly, she unbuttons it before letting it fall off my shoulders. Reaching down, I watch her delectable ass bend over as she grabs my discarded shirt before putting in on, only securing it with 3 buttons.

Leaving me standing there with my mouth hanging open, she goes into the adjoined bathroom. Finishing undressing, I find a pair of sweats to wear to bed before heading to the bathroom just as Ana walks out. After brushing my teeth, I head into the bedroom, finding Ana under the covers asleep.

When I climb in behind her and pull her to me to spoon her, she turns over unexpectedly. Her arm wraps around my waist, her head nestled in my neck. My arms wrap around her to their own accord, causing her to sigh satisfactorily.

Nuzzling my neck, she signs tiredly, "Goodnight Christian."

"Goodnight, baby."

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