Chapter Twenty
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"How did it go?" Christian asks from the drivers seat of his R8
"Good, they noticed my bruises so made sure that I knew that no matter how affluent or influential a man is there is always a way out of a horrible situation." I grin
"They thought, I?" He almost stutters.
"They have to assume the worst case scenario." I shrug, I knows he's offended especially after the belt, but I'm seeing the funny side. Playroom and belts included, Christian is one of the most gentle men I've ever met.
"I guess. Pizza?" He asks changing the subject so quickly I think I have whiplash.
"Yes! You don't like pineapple on pizza do you?" I question.
"No." He replies disgusted.
"Good, that would be a deal breaker." I laugh. The trip to dominos is boring, thankfully. We sit on the hard chairs and wait for the magic that is pizza, well Christian sat on the metal chairs I sat in his lap.
"I'll talk to Flynn with you, if you don't mind." I say as we sit on the couch in the drawing room eating pizza straight out of the box sharing a bottle of white wine.
"Yeah?" He questions.
"Partially for you." I sigh
"For me?"
"Hyde mentioned things about you when I was in his office." I look down not wanting to explain.
"We'll talk about that first." He commands. I think he doesn't want to interrogate me, but wants to know as soon as possible.
"We should do this more often." I smile.
"What have multiple traumatic events in a row then have a joint therapy session?" He snarks.
"The joint therapy once in a while isn't a bad idea." I laugh. "But no, sitting on the sofa with a pizza. I'm trying to get used to your fancy ness but I like this as well." I smile reminiscing about all the times me and Ray would sit with takeout on the couch watching reruns of mash talking about our days.
"We'd better get to my office." Christian says breaking our moment of peace, there aren't butterflies in my stomach there are dragons. I take a deep breath before following Christian to his office, taking my wine glass with me. Christian pulls me on his lap, I need the security of his arms around me. After a tense few moments, Dr Flynn's face pops up on the screen.
"I can see you both, can you see me?" He asks
"Yes, John." Christian replies, I can feel his heart pounding. "Did you read my email about what happened to Ana?"
"Yes, Christian I did. I'm assuming we're starting with you, Ana?" I nod.
"I don't feel, traumatised." I begin. "It was terrifying, but I wasn't hurt that bad. Yes I have bruises and it was scary but, I was able to defend myself." I say my hands in my lap.
"How did you handle the events surrounding your mother and her third husband?" Dr Flynn asks surprising me.
"Erm, I spoke a lot to Ray and threw myself into books and school." I nervously reply.
"Hmm. Okay. You may still be in some kind of shock in relation to today, everyone reacts differently to situations. I won't be able to truly help you, unless you are willing. I think the best idea would be for you let me know if you feel that you need me. How do you feel about that?"
"I like that idea." I smile, Christians arms tighten around me before he speaks.
"Ana mentioned earlier that there is something she wants to share about today."
"Go on." Dr Flynn pushes.
"Hyde was on the floor, I was facing the door but I knew that if I ran for the door he could have tripped me up so I remembered something Ray taught me about defence where you keep someone busy and move one step at a time so they don't register what you're doing. He told me that I'd pay for what I'd done, I said that there was nothing to pay for that I belong to someone else. Then he mentioned that everything Christian has should have been his, and that you owe him. It was really strange. Then he said something along the lines of they should have picked him. And that 'he didn't even talk'. After that he confirmed he meant your family, Christian. I said that whoever his family is chose him, but he said that no one wanted him." I explain.
"I don't remember being in foster care, I guess I must have been you can't just adopt a child in hours." Christian muses, looking at my furrowed brow he continues. "After my mother died, I was taken into the hospital and Grace was working that night." He never has told me how his mother died, now isn't the time to bring it up. We've got enough on our plates right now. I'll ask him later.
"Ask Grace about that time, Christian." Dr Flynn suggests.
"I'll get Welch to do a lifelong background check. I'd only chased it from when he left university." Christian states taking charge, I rub his arms comfortingly.
"Christian, how did it go on Sunday with your family?" Dr Flynn asks changing the subject.
"I ended up taking my father, Elliot and Kate into the playroom." Annoyingly at that moment Skype decides to mess up and freeze.
"John, can you still hear us." Christian says
"Yes, sorry. I was stunned for a moment there. How did it that go?" Dr Flynn asks shocked.
"Okay, Elliot laughed a lot, Kate just walked around, I think you're going to get an interrogation, Ana."
"I know I am, she said so." I laugh.
"Christian, how did your father react."
"He was horrified that Elena did that to me as a child. I assured him the youngest woman I've been involved with that way was Ana." Christian begins, his head bowed. "I was a child, even though I consented under the law dad said I was raped. I don't know how I feel about that. Elliot and Kate were on the other side of the room when he said that thankfully." His voice is barely a whisper.
"After Sunday Christian, what are your views about Elena?"
"I hate her. Even though I consented and wasn't underage all the time I was with her, she still manipulated me. And has continued to do so." He begins.
"Like I said to your mom while you guys were in the playroom, what teenage boy wouldn't jump at the chance of having sex with an attractive older woman." I interrupt.
"Ana, how did Grace seem while Christian was in the playroom."
"Upset with herself, Mia made her realise how happy your family were when you stopped fighting and were doing well in school. Moments before you all came in Grace was in tears and asked what she could do, Mia suggested taking the bitch down." I recall.
"I think for you all, that is a good solution and Christian pass on the suggestion to your family that if they want I can recommend someone to talk to them if one or anyone needs." Dr Flynn suggests.
"Continue about how you feel about Elena, and everything." I push at Christian.
"I'm just relieved, the more I think about Elena the more I realise how horribly I was manipulated for years by her. She took me away from my family, tried to push Ana away from me so I would be focused on her and hers to manipulate. No more." He promises.
"I think we should end here, unless either of you has something more?" At our head shakes, Flynn continues. "Okay, call me to arrange our next appointments. Take care."
"You too." We smile before signing off and closing Christians laptop.
"How do you feel?" I ask Christian.
"I want to fuck you. Hard." He growls. I answer him by pressing my lips to his.
"Bend over my desk, this is going to be fast." I pull his hoddie over my head leaving me naked at the top, I hear his gasp. His eyes are dark, his face is scrunched up with disgust.
"It's okay, if I begin to hurt I'll let you know. I'm not letting some bruises caused by him stop us from doing anything." I vow, his face evens out into a smirk. I turn around and ungracefully pull my leggings and cotton panties down my pale legs before bending over his desk holding my hands tightly together. I feel his fingers tease my backside before making their way to my core.
"You're dripping, Ana." I can hear his grin.
"It's all for you, Christian." I moan. As his fingers work my core. "I need your dick Christian,
please." I breathe.
"Topping from the bottom, Anastasia?" He growls.
SMACK
His palm clashes with my right cheek making me groan, clenching around his fingers like a vice. Then nothing, his fingers withdraw from my core I want to moan my displeasure but don't want him to wait any longer.
"Good girl. If you need me to stop, please safeword." Christian pleads.
"Yes, Sir." I moan.
"CHRISTIAN" I groan with true pleasure as he slams inside me, his rhythm fast, animalistic. My stomach is being forced against the desk, his hands are gripping my hips, I can feel my orgasm building with every thrust.
"Ana. Come. Now." Christian groans, within seconds I'm a mess groaning unintelligibly as my orgasm powers through me making my entire body shake. I stop shaking when Christian falls over me, my back to his front, his dick still inside me.
"I needed that." I grin feeling his tender kiss against my neck and shoulders.
"I didn't hurt you?" He asks
"Only in the best way." I turn my head to smile at him.
"Why don't you have a bath, there's things I need to do here." He suggests with a smile, while I pull my clothes on. We're interrupted when my phone rings.
"Hi, Liz." I greet wondering why the head of HR is calling me.
"Ana, after today Roach has fried Hyde."
"Good."
"We were wondering what would happen to either of your positions, so how would you like taking over Hyde's job until we can find a replacement?" Liz asks
"I'd love to!" I grin.
"Great. For the next week at least the entire office is closed, I've no idea why it'll take that long to sort anything. But I'm just relaying information." Liz finishes with exasperation in her voice.
"Okay, what do I need to do right now?" I ask.
"Nothing. Because we're closed for the next week, I'll email you about what you as acting editor will be needing to do two days before we reopen so you have time to get ready."
"Okay, I look forward to hearing from you."
"Before I say goodbye, how are you doing?" She asks just remembering.
"I'm okay, thank you." I laugh.
"I'm sorry for forgetting."
"It's okay, you've got a lot going on I'm not offended. I'll see you next week." I smile.
"I'm acting editor!" I squeal at Christian!
"Really?" He asks gobsmacked.
"Yeah, since I know all of Hyde's schedule and with everything I guess they don't have the time to hire someone permanent."I grin.
"I'm so proud of you!" He matches my grin tightening his arms around me until I stop.
"Did you have anything to do with this?" I question pulling out of his arms.
"No. It's because of me the office is closed for a good week, but you're getting this because of you and you only." He assures.
"Why is it taking so long to reopen?"
"I've bought the building next to GEH so I can move some of my around Seattle based businesses can at least be on the same street, I planned on moving SIP later in the year but the office is ready to be moved so I'm giving everyone a week off with full pay, then a few days to pack up and move. That way they have a little bit of time to themselves before the change comes." He reasons.
"That makes sense. Can we go to bed now?" I ask softly, he grins.
"To sleep, Mr I'm exhausted."