Chapter Twenty Five
I had planned to begin a new storyline in this chapter but changed my mind, it was something I had been through recently but couldn't bring myself to write about it.
Song mentioned is: Feeling This - Blink 182
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Wednesday 15th June
I sigh watching Christian leave looking absolutely delicious in a check navy blue suit which is tailored to perfection, crisp white shirt, a grey check tie paired with shined black leather shoes he looks delicious.
Now standing looking at the Seattle skyline bathed in the morning sun I feel closed in, which is absurd given how gigantic this penthouse is. I need to get out.
Shrugging on a baby pink leather jacket over my dark grey turtleneck sweater with light grey skinny jeans. I decide I need a walk, hiding here forever isn't an option. There is not any danger outside. To avoid a fight with Christian I'll have to take Luke, but I don't mind that.
"Luke, I'm going to go for a walk. I'm assuming you need to follow me." I announce standing in the doorway of the security office.
"Yes, ma'am." He nods putting his blazer on.
"Can you please call me Ana?" I ask pouting
"Mr Grey.." He begins as I roll my eyes.
"I know likes his professionalism." I moan sounding like a sullen teenager but still dropping the issue.
"Where are we going?" He asks skirting around the name issue.
"No where in particular, I'm going to put my headphones in listen to some music and see where I walk." I shrug pulling my headphones out of my purse frowning at the tangled mess that was my headphones. How does this happen?
With Coldplay in my ears my mind drifts back to my conversation with my mom last night, she called just as I came down from a mind blowing orgasm courtesy of Christian.
"Ana! Are you okay?" She asks
"I'm okay, now."
"Now? What happened." I take a deep breath.
"My boss, Jack Hyde, attacked me." I sniffle trying to stop the onset of tears. Christian's arms wrap around me.
"Ana, talk to me honey." Mom coaxes, my tears fall.
"We were supposed to go to an expo in New York and it made me uncomfortable so Christian cancelled it."
"How did Christian cancel it?" Mom asks confused.
"He owns the company I work for." I mumble making her snort. "I got the job, then he bought the company." I clarify.
"Good, you've worked hard all your life you deserve that career on your own merit." She firmly replies.
"I know mom, I also know he's a control freak. But he's my control freak and I love him." Christian's arms tighten around me as he rests his head on my shoulder lovingly.
"Stop stalling, Ana." Mom says.
"Hyde got me in his office, then started calling me a cock tease, and how he had plans for us in New York. I was backed against the door, he grabbed me by the throat, he ripped my blouse." The tears fall down my face as I shake in Christian's arms.
"It's okay, baby." Christian whispers.
"Take it slow." Mom coaxes.
"I got him to keep talking, then hit him in the balls. Sawyer, the bodyguard Christian assigned to me, managed to break the window and help me to get out." I finish.
"Baby, is there anything you need? What can I do? Do you want me to fly over?" She fusses.
"No, mama I'm okay. Christian is amazing, so are my friends." I smile.
"Good. I know you're an adult and you have your own life, and I love hearing you shine but when something bad happens all I want is to bring you over here hold you and never let you go." She sniffles.
"I know, mama. But I'm okay." I smile leaning into Christian's chest.
"Okay, honey. Whatever you need I'm here."
"Do you want to talk to Ray for me?" I ask hopeful.
"You're on your own, kid." She snarks knowing Rays protective tendencies over me.
"Thanks. Love you mama."
"I love you to Ana, if you need anything let me know." She says before we disconnect. Now just Ray to tackle.
My wandering has taken me to an independent looking jewellery store, I wander in thinking of what to buy the man who has everything for his birthday. Then I see it, a perfect gift for him right in my budget. With Luke following behind me I leave the store bag in hand a grin on my face. Next up is a venture into a fishing shop, I recognise some of the items but wonder what items Christian has or hasn't got and decide against buying him more for his birthday. I shake my head remembering my dads reaction to finding out what happened with Hyde.
"Son of a bitch. Now you know why I taught you to defend yourself, one in six women in the US will be the victim of an attempted rape. Every woman and man should know how to protect themselves and keep cool in the face of danger. I'm proud of you, Annie. Do you want me to drive down?"
"No, dad I'm okay." I assure
"Christian's taking good care of you then? I'm glad you waited for a decent one. You let me know if you need anything."
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"Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this)
I wanna take off her clothes (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this)" I sing dancing around the kitchen whisking my red velvet cake batter
"Fuck it it's such a blur (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)" I sing recognising a voice behind me, it's Christian smirking sitting at the breakfast bar reminiscent of my first night here. He's changed after work, and from the looks of his hair had a shower.
"How long have you been home?" I ask continuing to fold the flour and cocoa powder into the mixing bowl under my arm.
"Twenty minutes, I needed to wash today off." He answers.
"What happened?" I ask
"You don't need to worry." He shrugs
"What happened to partners? Your problems are my problems Christian."
"Just idiots who can't do their fucking jobs, and then try to fucking cover their mistakes failing making their idiocies ten times fucking worse." He rants.
"Go on." I push spooning the mixture into cupcake cases.
"This idiot fucked up his accounts..." he begins.
"Accounting is not my forte, feel free to dumb it down." He shares in my laugh.
"He basically messed up and instead of coming clean so it could be fixed, he tried to cover his ass but in the process made it look to his superiors like he was syphoning money out of the company. If he had come clean about his mistake yes he would have been in trouble but he wouldn't have been fired, like he was today." He sighs fiddling with his bottle of water.
"What's the part that's pissing you off the most?" I ask placing the cupcakes in the oven turning my full attention to Christian.
"If he had admitted to his mistake he wouldn't be fired, he has kids and another baby on the way. But we had no other options than to fire him given the situation. Having to fire people is part of being the boss, it just sucks." He moans.
"How about, you email him letting him know why you had to fire him. Without swearing. And tell him you are sympathetic to his situation, then offer a glowing letter of recommendation when he applies for a new job somewhere else. That way he knows that he fucked up, but he won't make that mistake again. You'll also clear your conscience." I offer.
"That is a good idea." I move round to stand at his side, he moves so I'm stood between his legs, his lips are crashing onto mine his arms around my waist.
"How long will the cakes be?" He asks before attacking my neck.
"Fifteen minutes."
"Enough time then."