A/N Im sorry about uploading the chapter late but I made a lot of changes to the story. In the beginning I put the different POV of the people who were in the room. Let me know what you guys think of that. I knew a lot of you guys like that way Grace was in the other chapter so I played off of that a little more. Please Enjoy!

Everyone's POV

Anastasia- I'm so confused right now. Christian and that thing slept together. He isn't denying anything he is just standing there yelling for her to leave. That is speaking volumes to the point that how could we possibly work. He has old blonde bimbo drama and I have stepfather want to touch you everywhere while mom does nothing drama. At this very moment I tilt my head slightly to see Grace running towards us. I jump out of his way just as she jumps on blondie.

Christian- I'm screaming at Elena on the verge of snapping her scrawny neck. Next she's on the floor with my mom on top of her. Did my mom hear everything? She is going to hate me I just don't know what to do. Everything is just going to hell.

Elliott- I'm starting to wonder where everyone disappeared off too when I start hearing screaming. I'm up and running to find my mom on top of Elena. This can't be good because mom never looses her temper. What did she do to her? Dad is yelling to grab any body part I can get. I can't see anything but my mom beating some ass. I never want to piss her off this much. I finally grab her feet and we get her off. She goes down the hallway saying something pedophile. WTF MAN?

Taylor- I have never seen Mrs. Grey get violent ever. She has done some serious damage on Ms. Lincoln. Not that she didn't deserve any of it but damn damn damn. Ms. Lincoln will have to spend a fortune to fix what Mrs. Grey broke. I can see a dislocated jaw, a broken well crunched nose, her eyelids are split open basically, her lip is busted, and her chin looks just wrong. Where did Mrs. Grey learn to fight? I know to never get on her bad side. Not to mention when I will have to deal with Christian when he finds out that I purposely kept him from meeting Anastasia. I first met her when I picked up some suits for him. I knew when I saw her she was his type and couldn't meet. I have hindered them meeting for several years now. If I knew she would change him I would have let them meet years ago. I feel like such a fool now.

Carrick- When we finally get Gracie off she is going crazy screaming about Elena is a pedophile. What is she talking about then I turn back to the screen. It all just dawns on me what Gracie said. Elena slept with our son when he was underage. I immediately go into lawyer brain. It's too late to charge her with the crime but any good lawyer knows that pedophiles can't help their selves to just one. There must be others and we need to find them.

Mia- Did all those just come out my mother's mouth. She is a saint and doesn't even like to hear curse words but she is going off like a sailor on leave.

Grace's POV

How dare she sleep with my son? Wait when exactly did she sleep with my son? I turn to go back to her but I see Cary trying to help her up. He shouldn't be touching that thing.

"Put her the fuck down Carrick Julius Grey. I have some more questions for her and she is going to answer me. When exactly when did you start sleeping me with my son and don't dare lie to me? You claim to be my friend so be my friend and tell me the fuck now!" I say this in the calmest voice so it comes off mincing and scary at the same time. I want her to be scared of me right now. I'm on the verge of breaking every ethics I have and every oath I took as a doctor. She knows I could easily kill her and get away with it. I just couldn't live with myself after that thought so instead she is going to be miserable. She is just staring at me like she didn't hear me. So I pull out the big guns and start speaking her language.

"Слушать вас слышать автокар. Мы оба знаем я могу убить вас несколько различных способов но что бы в Ницце. Скажите мне, когда вы начали спать с ним или я убедитесь, что ваш паспорт получает вращались. Мы хотим вернуться к матери Россию, где ваш уважаемый старый папа находится в состоянии ожидания. (Listen hear you bitch. We both know I can kill you several different ways but that would be too nice of me. Tell me when you started sleeping with him or I will make sure your passport gets revolved immediately. We wouldn't want to go back to mother Russia where your dear old daddy is waiting do we?)" I think that got her attention. Her dad was an evil man who would beat the living crap out of her and her mother. She left as soon as she turned 18 and never looked back. Not to my surprise I got everyone's attention in the room except Cary because they are staring at me stupidly. I guess they didn't know I could speak Russian. Hell I speak several different languages.

"Yes everyone I can speak Russian but back to the matter at hand shall we. I won't repeat myself Elena."

"Grace it's not what you think at all. He wanted it just as much as I did. You have to believe me that I would never hurt him he's like a son to me." Hold up did she just really say that my son that she slept with is like a son to her? I know I heard wrong.

"A mother would never sleep with her son. So I must have heard you wrong. A mother cares for her children." She is testing my patience right now. I'm on the verge of hurting her right now. The next words better be the age or I will kill her.

"He was 15 Grace and you have to understand I didn't mean harm." 15, 1, 5, 15, a 1 then a 5 or did I mishear. She couldn't have meant 15 because he was still a minor which means she molested my son. I can't breathe all I see is anger mixed with annoyance, irritation, fury, rage, and hostility. I'm out for blood now but then I realize I didn't protect my son. We went through so much to get him. I had several miscarriages and then finally I made it to tell only to have a stillborn. That's when we decided to adopt. I adopted him from hell to only meet another hell. I'm a horrible mother and she did this. I'm going to protect him now. Fuck being a doctor right now because my children are more important. I told myself I would never revert back to my old days but here I am. I was born and raised in Redhook Brooklyn and Staten Island by modern day Italian gangsters. I was never supposed to make it out but I did. Now she is bringing her back out and I can't stop it. I was taught to kill with guns, knives and my hands. I remember seeing my Uncle Joey kill a man with one shot between the eyes when I was 15 and then acted like nothing happened. That day made me realized that I wasn't about that life. I wanted to heal people with my hands not kill them. So I worked my ass off to get into NYU School of Medicine. Of course I still talk to my family but I don't deal with all that other stuff. Until today I have never wanted to use the skills I was taught. So I need everyone out of the room right now.

"I need everyone out right now except for Christian and Elena. When I return you all better be gone." I walk to the kitchen as fast as I can. I get a dishrag, a bucket of water, and some ductape. When I return everyone is gone except Cary. He doesn't need to see this though so he needs to leave because he is my lawyer.

"Cary baby I won't kill her I promise you that but you need to leave. As an officer of the court I can't allow you to see these things and as my husband I don't want you to have to. So I brought her into our house and she hurt out son." My voice breaks at the end and it makes Cary leave. So it leaves me, Christian and that thing in the room. I start dragging her to the sofa where I ductape her hands and put her head over the side of the sofa. She doesn't even put up a fight in fact I could have asked her to walk. I grab her neck and start pouring water. She choking badly but I just can't stop myself. When I see she has had enough I toss her on the floor. Now comes the easy part.

Christian's POV

I can't believe my family knows that I starting sleeping with Elena when I was 15. My mom has gone all gangster and quite frankly she is scaring the shit out of me. I have driven her to the point of insanity. She just threw Elena on the floor and has her heel digging into her neck. I can't stop her but I don't want her to commit murder. I have so much on my plate that she just couldn't do this. It would end all of our lives. I have to get her to stop now. So I get the courage and use my best Dom voice on my mom. This is going to be a stupid idea.

"Mom stop this craziness right now. She didn't do anything that I didn't want. So let her go and I'm sure she will never bother us again." She stops and just stares at me then I turn my attention to Elena.

"You will get up and get out. You will never come back here no matter what happens. In fact when you get all of that fixed (I motion to her whole body actually) you won't mention what happened. You can say you were mugged hell you could even saya you were attacked by a fucking dog. But you will not mention any of this. Am I understood Elena or do I need to make myself clearer." Elena nods her head, gets up and leaves the room quietly. I turn to see my mom still staring at me.

"Mom I didn't mean to disrespect you but I didn't want to kill her. You are my savior and I can't live without you. I understand that you are upset but I need my nice, compassionate, pleasant, polite, and most of all loving mom back. Please?" I can't help the tears that escape my eyes right now. She walks to me and pulls me into a hug. I have never hugged her but we both need this right now. She needs to know the truth. Actually Ana and my dad needs to hear this too.

I have my mom, dad and Ana sitting in my dad's study prepared to tell them everything. I have to start from the very beginning.

"I need you guys to listen and try to understand everything that I'm about to say. I hope you guys don't interrupt and just listen please. You all know I have my many issues. None of you know what they truly stem from. My mom was a crackwhore who would do anything for a hit. She sold her body in many different ways that I still can't comprehend. She would bring the men to the apartment and they would have their way with her. There was one customer that wanted me. He offered her $500 just to have 30 minutes with me and she did just that. It started off as just that guy touching me and making me touch him. Then it leads to other things. She sold me as much as she could. Then her pimp found out and he was so pissed. He burned me with his cigarettes so no one would have me. That didn't help because they still wanted me. That's when the pimp saw his money maker. I was four and they had me doing things to men and women. I will save the details because I can't get them out of mind still. I loved her though because she was my mom and I didn't know better. It was around Christmas when you rescued me mom. I remember the couple days leading up to that. She must have had a bad hit or something because she was just lying on the floor in her urine and feces. I remember thinking why won't she wake up. There had been several knocks on the door and cursing from the other side. It was people coming to use me. I was so happy and relieved that she hadn't woken up because I didn't want those things to continue to me. Then one day the pimp showed up complaining about his customers not being serviced. He told me I killed her and he should take me with him. He just didn't want a stinky ass fucking child to live in his whore houses though. He was like; he only used me to make more money basically. He kicked me a couple of times and then left me there with her. I was there with her for four days all together. Then when I saw you mom I knew I had died and went to heaven. You were so nice and soft-spoken to me. I will never forget that day as long as I live. Fast-forward to when I'm a teenager. I only knew harsh love despite all the love we had in this house. I use to think you took pity on the sexually abused boy I was. Elena just filled my head with it more. She would always say that you guys didn't love me and just put up with me. So I let her show me the love I thought I deserved. (I take a deep breath and just blurt it out.) She introduced me to BDSM. I am a Dominant and I contract submissives. I have had 15 total submissive and they were all consenting adults. We both knew what we were in store for. All the submissives look like my mom in a sense. They are all brunettes with pale skin. I stopped that lifestyle right before I met you Ana. You are nothing like them or my crackwhore mother. You are different and you are my new angel." I can't believe that I just told them all of that. They are just staring at me well just my dad. My mom and both Ana are crying profusely. I have never told anyone the complete story of my childhood and now they know. I'm actually happy the weight is lifted off my shoulders. Now I need to address Ana solely. I get on my knees in front of her and just tell her the truth.

"Ana you will never be my submissive and I don't want you to be. You might look like them all but you're not. You are my rib and I know it sounds crazy but I remember someone telling me this story of how god took a rib from Adam to make his soul mate which was Eve and I feel as that is just who you are my Soul Mate. I love you more than life itself. I can't live without you baby. You can't leave me we will work this out. We will found a way to work this out. Please don't leave me baby."

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