Chapter Thirty-Five

Good, Christian is asleep. Finally, my plan worked. I lay a bucket next to his side of our bed with two bottles of water and a strong painkiller I know he will need in a few hours. I walked back out and called Taylor, Ryan, Sawyer, and Lennox to Christian's office.

'Okay, Taylor give me the 411 on the fire at Grey House please?' I asked starting to feel the drain on my energy.

'The fire started around four- thirty PM this afternoon, the alarm went off at Grey House and our security team there informed us immediately and they chase after the suspect. The oxygen was cut in the server room and the fire went out immediately.' Taylor let me know. Okay, so the damage can't be that bad then.

'Any word on the suspect?'

'They chase after him for about six blocks when they lost him, ma'am.' Taylor confessed and the anger in his eyes was clear.

'Great now this too, Mr. Grey is very drunk and will be sleeping it off. One of his former girlfriends is trying to guilt-tripping him. So he is not in a state to handle anything right now. Taylor, Sawyer can we drive over to Grey House to see the damages please.'

'Yes, ma'am. I'll get the car ready for us.' Taylor left getting to work.

'Ryan, Lennox please keep an extra eye on Christian for me. There are just too much crazy going on right now.'

'Yes, Mrs. Grey.' We left, and I gave Christian a quick kiss on his hair, then we were gone. Sawyer and I rode the elevator down and meet up with Taylor. We weave through the traffic towards Grey House in uptown Seattle. Great I have a drunk husband, my own business I had to set aside tonight to sort out my drunken husbands business. Great! Life is just peachy. We reached Grey House and I meet up with Ros and Welch.

'Nice to finally meet you, Welch. I have always heard Christian giving you his high demands. Thank you for all the hard work you put in at the company and in private. Nothing goes unnoticed believe me.'

'You're welcome, ma'am.' Welch smile at me.

'Okay, so what do we have here?' I asked looking between Ros and Welch.

'Where is Christian?' Ros asked me as we walked to the server room.

'Well, my husband took to a bottle of bourbon earlier. So he is passed out currently and is sleeping it off, while I attend to his business.'

'I'm sorry. Well, I can torture him for you tomorrow Ana.' Ros got a smirk on her pretty African-American face.

'That would be good, make him work for it.' Her smile grew as I gave her the okay. 'But not too much okay. He is going through a bunch of things at the moment.'

'Very well.' We stepped through the door at the server room and Welch showed me the damages. Gosh, I'm so glad no one was around to be caught in here it is pretty bad.

'Taylor, do you perhaps have the insurance companies number with you?' I asked looking from Welch to Taylor.

'Yes, ma'am.' He gave the number and I dialed up the broker. I talked to him and told him who I was and that he has to get his ass over here ASAP. Mr. Terry didn't sound very happy with me with my high demands.

'Thank you.' I smiled up at Taylor as I hand back his phone.

'Why not wait till tomorrow?' Ros asked me.

'Because tomorrow is a business day and if the servers are down no one can do their jobs. If we can have this fixed tonight even better. I would understand if you want to go home to Tracy. She must be worried about you.' I spoke as I wait for the line to connect to the insurance company.

'Yeah, she's been calling me every half an hour to an hour.' Ros confessed as she looked just as bummed as Christian.

'Go on we have this. Welch and I will kick Terry's ass if we have to.' Welch laughed as we all stood around the server room. Our call to Mr. Terry our insurance broker picked up and we talked and while he had me on hold Ros and I continue to talk. Finally, Terry agreed to come over, he will be here with us in twenty minutes.

'Thanks and don't worry about Grey, he will get back on his feet once this is all sorted.' Ros tried to cheer me up.

'Thanks Ros, you really are a golden girl.'

'Don't I know it. Bye.'

'Bye.' She went off as Mr. Terry walk in with our extra security.

'Mr. Terry, wonderful thank you for coming at this late hour. We need this fixed as early as possible, please. We have important business to get through and we can't be stuck not working tomorrow morning.' I lay our case in front of him. He jumped to when he saw that I'm thee, Mrs. Grey. He took pictures and send it to his claims department. Within an hour and a half, the new server boxes have been approved and were being delivered an hour after approval. So you see it can be done if you know what buttons to press.

Welch were all smiles as he got his hands on the latest models of server boxes and is busy installing them with the insurance company tech guy. Another three hours later everything is back up and working and the backup files are being transferred to the new server outlet. It's two-forty-three in the morning and I can see Taylor and Sawyer are just as tired as I am. We left Grey House and drove over to the playhouse and the evening at the nightclub was a really successful one. The Playhouse, were really busy and Becca has everything under control. We drove back to Escala.

'Thank you. You guys for being so super awesome. I know it's late can you get two of our guys to relieve you two so both of you can get some rest.'

'We'll get on that once we're back home ma'am.' Sawyer looked over his shoulder at me.

'Good.' We got to the basement parking and my car has been covered in white paint all over the front doors and windshield. Making it impossible to drive. Great, now this as well.

'Ma'am?' Taylor turns to me and asked me with a nod towards my car.

'Take pictures of it for our records please then we'll deal with this at daylight.'

'Very well, ma'am.' We went up to the penthouse and Christian clearly were sick in the bucket. I took it and washed it out and place it back in the spot I left it in for him before we left. He is still very much passed out in his drunkenness. I walked to Christian's study and sat in his chair with my hands in my hair. I saw a new incoming e-mail on Christian's computer. It's from Elena. Doesn't that woman have a life? I forward the unopened e-mail to myself and read it.

To: Christian Grey

Date: 15th of August 2011, 04:22 AM

Subject: Our Baby...

From: Elena Lincoln

Dear Christian

Please don't hate me. I remember our night together on the 19th of July. How can you not remember? I hope you told Ana about our dalliance. See attached our baby's picture from the ultrasound.

See he has your smile. Well, call me once you've got this e-mail.

Elena

What dalliance? I got to Christian's photo's he took of me and us on our honeymoon and gone through the pictures. We got married on Saturday, 17th of July and the time she mentions here, we were in London and we never left each other's side not once. She's even more psychotic than I originally thought. The 19th of July like she claimed we were on the London Eye, the Ferris wheel across from the houses of parliament. Because of the slow rotation we were on the Ferris wheel almost an hour and a half. We were the last people getting off that night it was around ten-forty-six PM after that we went to bed and had hot sexy bondage lovemaking as Christian calls it. It was a wonderful time. Just wish we could have stayed there. There's a knock on the study door.

'Come on in Ryan.' I called.

'Ma'am we checked and recheck the garage footage and the feeds have been tampered with, but we do have full blown footage of a Leila Williams on file that did this to your car Mrs. Grey.'

'Great more shit to pile on. Thanks, Ryan, you guys rock.'

'Any time ma'am.' He wanted to turn around and leave when I stopped him.

'Ryan wait, please. Will you and Lennox be able to drive me to SIP around seven AM later today?'

'We will be ready Mrs. Grey. Lennox is taking a nap as we speak.'

'Good. You all work so hard constantly. Thank you for that.' I smiled at him tiredly.

'You're welcome, Mrs. Grey. We'll be ready at seven.'

'Thanks, Ryan.' He left and I went to the kitchen and started cooking to stay awake. I made enough breakfast to feed a football team. I ate my bacon and eggs with toast and my tea. By the time Gail came out for the morning everything where already cooked. I walked off and took a quick shower and got dressed for work. I thought about all this shit and I am at the point of crawling into a corner and crying my eyes out.

Yet I got the alarm clock set to go off for my drunken sleeping smelling husband and then head to the closet where I got ready for the day. I put in some eye drops to clear my sleepless red eyes then started with my makeup. I finish with my makeup then got busy with my hair in a tight ponytail.

I got dressed in a bright red dress with garter belt and stockings with black high heels along with a black coat for the pouring rain outside. Great the weather matches my mood. I spray on some of my perfume from Dolce & Cabana, then head out. I kissed Christian's forehead then set out. While I was busy applying my make-up I wrote Christian a short letter about all the additional shit that happened last night while he was passed out. Then place it on my pillow for him to read. Ryan, Lennox and I we set out tackling the Seattle traffic heading towards SIP.

We arrived and gone in through the back. Construction next door for the printing press is well on the way and the men are already hard at work to get everything ready for our shipment of machines gets in. Ryan and Lennox got settled at security and I got settled in my office. I got my laptop fired up and started to work through my own SIP related e-mails and new submissions. By the time Hanna got in at eight most of my work were already up to date. I went off to the kitchen and made myself a triple espresso with only a dash of milk and enough sugar to put a diabetic in a coma, just to wake me up after an exhausting night. By ten AM I finally got a call from Christian.

'Ana Grey, good morning.' I answered keeping my voice business like for my husband.

'Good morning, it's me. Please don't yell like that.' He spoke up.

'Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't yelling. I thought this is calm compared how I really feel since you told me all about this shit that is going on.'

'What shit?' He barked at me now. I sighed heavily feeling like I could crack at any moment.

'Christian, please not now. I'm sure once your drunken ass is sober again it will come back to you. As of now, I am just trying really hard not to crack and run away so far no one will know where I am not even you.'

'What?' He started to sound panicked.

'See you at nine tonight, Mr. Grey. Have a nice day at work.' I spoke up and my voice crakes a little on the end of my sentence.

'Ana please wait. Tell me how to fix this?' He tried to compromise.

'Do you remember what happened last night then?' I asked and started to feel really old and so tired.

'I remember snippets.' He spoke up and I could hear him thinking really hard.

'Like?' I asked starting to feel so tired with a triple espresso in my system.

'I remember Elena's call, the baby, you coming home then that was about it.'

'Well, keep on remembering the rest, it will come to you. But for now, I'm just trying not to fall asleep at my desk and try and make it through this fucking awful day. It really started out to be the most fucked up blue Monday in history.'

'Anastasia, what is going on?' He is in a full-blown panic mode now. Good, jackass let him panic a bit maybe it will help him remember.

'If you still can't remember by lunchtime Mr. Grey, let's have lunch then and I'll try and explain everything then.'

'Oh, okay. See you at noon.' We both hung up and I got back to my work. We have a few new authors Roach and our other team members approved on. Hanna and I were working hard to get everything ready for the printers and then there are the e-book layouts. Hanna knocked quickly then stuck her head in my office just past noon when she let me know I have a visitor.

'Please show them in Hanna, thank you.'

'You're welcome, ma'am.' Christian stepped through the door.

'Mr. Grey.' I tried to go with cold. 'How can I help you?'

'Mrs. Grey, you wanted to have lunch. Let's go have lunch.' He sat on the edge of my desk, looking at me.

'Yes, of course. It's a madhouse around here rushing to get everything ready for a few new authors. Let me just grab my purse, then we can go to the deli a few blocks from here.' He got up and walked closer to me, then pulled me into his welcoming arms. It felt really nice.

'Ana, Taylor filled in the blanks I couldn't remember and then there were Ros that gave me shit all morning.' It made me smile at that fact and the little pleasure it gave me that she kept her word.

'Good I told her to go right ahead last night.' I confessed to my little guilty pleasure.

'So she got her permission from you then, Mrs. Grey.' He raised a brow at me.

'Yes, right after I told her to go home so Welch and I could wait for your amazing insurance guy. Mr. Terry needs to be thanked for all the strings he pulled to get everything up and running for you last night or rather really early this morning. Welch had a time of his life with the latest tech they send over for him to install.'

'You met Welch?' He looked more intrigued.

'Yes, a really hard working young man that can sometimes go overlooked. Then there is the situation with Elena.' I added as we walked out into the street and our security surrounds us.

'Yeah about that, I cut her off this morning. I got to my computer and you were clearly going through our wedding and honeymoon photos on my computer and the time and dates stamped on the bottom of the photo's clears me of the so-called child she alleges I have with her. Thank you for that.' He took my hand in his and kissed my fingers.

'You're welcome. Then there was the matter with my car.'

'What about your car?' He stopped me as he looked at me as we wait for the traffic light to go green. I met Taylor's eyes and he gave me a small smile and a nod.

'You didn't?' I spoke turning to look at Taylor.

'Yes, ma'am we did.' He finally answered.

'You guys are really something.' I turned and looked at all our close-knit security.

'You're welcome, ma'am.' Sawyer spoke up as we all walked on.

'Will someone please tell me what is going on here.' Christian asked getting impatient.

'When we got home from Grey House this morning, and my lovely submissive special were trashed with a tin of white paint. We took a ton of pictures then these lovely gentlemen made sure the car got removed before you could see it.'

'What? Who did it?' He asked looking at me then our security.

'At first, the boys couldn't find anything on the feeds but we quickly found someone tampered with the feeds and the last image Ryan and the guys got where of Leila Williams breaking into the garage.'

'Fuck! Not Leila too. Is everyone losing their damn minds these past few days?'

'It would look that way and it really feels that way to me.' We got to the deli and we're having a nice lunch and I have another two, triple espresso's.

'What is with all this coffee, Mrs. Grey? You're a tea drinker by nature.'

'I'm drinking espresso to try and stay awake and not fall asleep at my desk or on my feet.'

'Ana, please speak to me. Let me make last night up to you, please. You worked miracles according to Ros and Taylor here is your new fans with the way you handled the insurance company.'

'Okay, I won't be late tonight. I would just like to come home and go to bed since I haven't slept at all last night.' I looked at him as I took my last sip of espresso. 'Look I was thinking about everything last night and after I got you in bed we all jumped to get everything up and running so Grey House won't be down for business this morning that is why I pushed the insurance guy the way I have, so your business won't lose a day's work. Then to crown everything my husband's ex-dom says she's pregnant with his baby who can either be imaginary or completely insane and my car gets totaled I would say that will keep you up to when you have to deal with all this... all this fucked-upness.' I looked at Christian as he finishes his food. He reached over and took my hand.

'I am really sorry you had to deal with all this by yourself. I'm sorry I got so smashed last night, I haven't been that drunk in years. It just got to be too much all at once.' He fussed up with a heavy sigh. 'Will you please forgive me, Mrs. Grey?' How can I not, I am still crazy about him like that first day we met, now even more so than way back then.

'Of course, you're forgiven if that is what you're seeking here but you've done nothing wrong here, Christian. It is what is being done to us not because of us.' I spoke looking up at our entwined hands to his beautiful eyes.

'I don't agree with you, Ana. All this shit is happening because of me and my fucked up past. I am really sorry you're in the middle of all this baby. I'll sort this out.'

'How Christian? Since last night I got the feeling like this shit is just the start of something bigger. The server room fire especially. It feels like someone is trying to take revenge on us for something. The way the fire was started and the things that got burned or totaled.' I saw my handsome 28-year-old husband age in front of me and he suddenly looked older than Ray.

'Yeah, I guess your right, Ana. I may be the CEO and I love running my universe from Grey House like you say sometimes but I don't always have the answers for everything and I would like you with me to sort out this mess.'

'Christian since you asked me to marry you, we became a team and as a team, you will never be alone in anything ever again. I am in and ready for battle if that is what you want.'

'My brave lioness Anastasia Grey. You're so much stronger than me.'

'Hey, you're just as strong, you broke my rapist's jaw all those years ago. In my book, you're the tiger in this relationship. A lion is very much mediocre against a bangle tiger, Mr. Grey.' He looked at me with such amusement then tilt his head to one side as he looks at me. As if he just saw me for the first time. He blinked a few times, lean towards me over the table and gave me a kiss.

'Thank you, Mrs. Grey. I feel much better now. Your faith in me is something I never experience before in myself. Thank you for that. Ana...'

'What is it Christian? Something is clearly eating at you, I sensed it since you arrived what is it?'

'It's the way you found me last night. I feel ashamed being drunk like that. After we broke off our relationship in high school, it broke me and I became a secret alcoholic at 17. I would work my butt off over weekends for extra cash just so I can feed my alcohol addiction.'

'I drove you to become an alcoholic?'

'No, just the pain of our break up, it was so painful. My addiction got so bad that Grace almost caught me with a bottle of bourbon in my room a few times.'

'So that explains the annual charity gala's...'

'Yeah, it's because of me. I finally fessed up about my addiction and they got me help for it.'

'Remind me to thank Grace and Carrick for that the next time we see them.' I smiled up at him. I looked up at the clock on the wall behind the deli counter and I only have ten minutes to get back to SIP.

'Come, love, I'll walk you back.' He pulled my chair out for me.

'Thank you.' We walked back the few blocks to SIP. I gave him a kiss on his cheek. 'Thank you for lunch handsome.'

'Ana wait.'

'What is wrong, love? You're not yourself.' I cupped his face in my tiny hands.

'After what happened yesterday and last night, are we okay. If we're not I'll go crazy with worry.'

'Hey, I'm not mad at you not even for last night, just the situations we found ourselves in that other's seem to create for us. We are better than great Mr. Grey, so please don't worry about us.'

'Oh, thank god. You really are my sanctuary, Anastasia Rose Grey, more then I let you know, sometimes.'

'And you are mine Christian Grey in every way. We will get through this and someone else will be standing with their own egg in their faces, not us.' He met my eyes then nod as he cups my face and gave me a kiss. 'I love you, Ana.' I know it is sometimes difficult for him to say those words but he gets better and better saying it every time.

'You do know you're getting better and better saying it, yet you take my breath away every single time you say it to me. I love you more Christian.' We kissed once again and he went off once he dropped me off at my office. As for me, I got back to work.

Time flew by and when I looked up it was past five PM and Ryan and Lennox were driving me to Milady's. We got at Milady's and there's a building crowd of clients. I got in my outfit and started to work. After my eight PM clients left I gave Christian a call to let him know how busy we are here tonight and I might only be home by midnight. I worked over two more clients of mine that sat in the waiting room. It's Mr. Demengez a nice strapping stockbroker type guy who has been here for the past three weeks almost every night now. I looked him over as I walked around this hot latino muscle hunkiness.

'Becca get Henry to ready our playroom in an office setting Mr. Demengez here has been a naughty boy and he needs to be punished over my photocopier.' His face was full of awe when his jaw finally fell to the tiled floor of the foyer. He got ready and waited for me in playroom five for me. I stepped in and Henry had all my office required items in here. He put up fake share sharts of the stock market on a thumbtack board.

'Come now, Mr. Demengez stands up and followed me.' He did what I asked while he is completely naked and semi-happy to see me already.

'What are your safewords Mr. Demengez?'

'Purple and black Milady.' He spoke in shallow breathes.

'Good remember them and you know by now how to use them. Correct?'

'Yes, Milady.' I started our session where I let him rub himself while doing simple math problems.

'Now, you better not come or I will spank your ass and fuck it with my huge strapon are we clear?'

'Yes, Milday.'

'Now work out the math while you still rub yourself.' He did and only got through half the problems when he came all over the table.

'No! Look at the mess you made on my desk caused by your come.' I let him drape himself over the top of the broken photocopier machine.

'Hold on to the sides and count with me. I am giving you a hiding because?'

'I come when I wasn't supposed to.' He spoke breathing hard coming down from his orgasm.

'That is right and I am going to give you ten lashes and count with me.' I took my heart shaped paddle and started to give him his hiding.

'One...' He started to count. I move from one firm worked out butt cheek to the next. 'Five...' He continued to count. I kept going and we came to ten. I took him and make him sit on my desk with his ass hanging off the edge. I put on my rubber gloves with lubricant on two of my fingers and I insert my gloved fingers into his tight ass.

'Why am I going to fuck your naughty ass Mr. Demengez?'

'Because I came, Milady.'

'That's right. Now relax your a-hole and just feel and be in the moment.'

'As you wish Milady.' I worked the lubricant on my fingers properly in his ass. I stepped into my strapon dildo. Judging by the size of his ass I would say about a medium size dildo will do the job. I put some lubricant on my dildo.

'Hold on to the sides of the desk and don't make a sound or I will use my flogger on you, do you understand Mr. Demengez?'

'Yes, Milady.' I started to push the dildo in and he clenches up.

'Relax or this will be painful, Mr. Demengez.' He relaxed.

'There you go now just be in the moment, don't think too much about your life right now. This is your me time.' He nods his head and I slowly started to let his ass have it. He started to moan softly.

'Quiet.' His breathing hitched a few notes and I am finally in half way already. 'There you go. How does it feel Mr. Demengez?'

'It feels so fucking fantastic Milady.'

'Good. Remember your safewords.'

'Yes, Milady.' Ten minutes later I pulled out and let him lick off the dildo I used on him and let him suck it all off. I got out of my strapon and make him sit tied up on my machine rigged chair with a hole in the seat. I got him in his fleshlight I used on him every night this past week. I set the machine on medium speed and just sat back watching him. I took my flogger and flogged him over his shoulders and chest and back while he keeps building. I clamp his joined nipple clamps on him and pulled them a little while I turn up the machine to a few notes higher. He is breathing hard now.

'Let me here you Mr. Demengez.' He moaned out in half a scream as I turn the machine on high.

'Purple...' He called and I know he is close. I turned the vibration on high of the fleshlight and it pushed him over the edge. He burst open in the fleshlight and slump over in the chair I tied him to. I untie him and wrap his blank around him as we now lay on the playroom floor.

'How was that Mr. Demengez?'

'The most intense play scene we had yet. How is it you can read my body better then I know it, Milady.' I kept holding him.

'I had great teachers when I entered this lifestyle and I picked up a few things on my own. I love reading people and I sometimes even consider it to be my secret hobby. With yourself being a stockbroker, my take is you have a someone you fancy at your office and really want to corner and fuck their brains out.'

'Yes, there is this one lady in my office that started with my company about six months ago and just never seem to have the courage to ask her out.'

'You know the one trick of the BDSM lifestyle is that a man can be the most wonderful gentleman when he is with the woman he loves and be loyal to only her in public. But behind closed doors, you can tie her up and fuck her brains out if it is her wish. A pure bread gentleman such as yourself can never force himself on the lady of his heart. The submissive has all the power in the playroom, even though I can do all these things to you to make you come you can only speak a single word and everything can stop immediately.'

'You're are right. I will have to man up and just go in balls out.'

'There you go.' I finally let go of him a little. 'How are you feeling?'

'Like I am walking on clouds, Milady.'

'I am glad you liked out session.' We got up from the playroom floor and I walked him out. After my session with Mr. Demengez, my security and I walked over to the nightclub. I checked to make sure everything is running smoothly. I glanced at the clock on the wall it said eleven PM. Such a long day.

Lennox was at the wheel and Ryan sat next to him as we drove in at Escala's garage and park in the allocated spot for our car. Ryan jumped out and got the elevator for me when I got out. We ride the elevator up to the penthouse. I stepped out and Ryan and Lennox disappeared into the security room. I walked through the double glass doors when Christian came walking down his study stairs. He walked towards me when someone turned the lights off.