Chapter 10 – At Last

APOV

I feel warm all over…mmm soft feathers are touching my cheek.

I open my eyes to find myself wrapped in Christian's arms with him watching me intently, gently stroking my cheek. I know how much it upset him that I forgot to tell him about my run-in with Cruella, but this Christian is not upset with me anymore.

"Good morning Ana." He almost whispers, his gaze intense and loving.

"Morning." I yawn. "How long have you been awake?"

"Just for a little while now, I love watching you sleep – you're gorgeous baby."

I reach up gently pulling his face to mine kissing him deeply, morning breath and all—neither of us seem to care. I missed this last night. My hands go to his hair, he pulls our bodies even closer and rolls over on top of me, I can feel his erection and though I gasp when he presses himself against me, I respond by pressing back and grasping his ass to position him just right. He lets out a low sexy moan and I grind even harder. Oh my god I am grinding on his penis like a little slut, but I could care less – Christian feels amazing. I get lost in our kiss and the meshing of our bodies, before I know it we're both breathing heavy and panting kissing each other wildly – somehow our fingers are entwined and above my head while we kiss each other deeply. I have never felt so out of control and happy all at once. I have masturbated on many occasions bringing myself to orgasm, but nothing I've done has ever felt this good, I want this…I want him, so badly. I know I'm about to come as my body reacts to his kiss, his smell and his breathing so desperate for me. My back arches instinctively and I breathe out his name in ecstasy, I can feel him building and he squeezes my hands as he comes quietly, raining kisses on my face and neck while I feel his penis lurch as he grinds me through his orgasm. Mmm good morning.

Before I can come down from my high, he's lifted my camisole and latches onto my left nipple, licking and sucking my already stiff peak. He nibbles it and makes firm circles around and over it with his tongue – he seizes my other nipple and doesn't let up – I can feel myself building to orgasm again as my breathing changes, when he stops devouring my nipples and trails kisses down my body as I sigh in exacerbated frustration and anticipation. He ignores my annoyance and continues his journey south, kissing every inch of me it seems, touching, tasting, nibbling…worshipping me. He's making love to me.

He takes his time and my breathing slows, he knows what he's doing, does he ever. I can feel him moving my boy shorts and panties from my hips and sliding them down my legs and off of my feet, trailing kisses all the way. Holy shit. He kisses my knees and gently pulls them apart – I feel so exposed and shy right now, I don't know what to expect and I'm a little nervous. I'm so wet and the cool air in our room tells me I'm soaking with desire. I know he can see how wet I am, I've never felt more naked than I do right now - it's as if every one of my nerve endings is exposed – I am on the edge of all reason and I want to leap to headlong into my carnal desire, realizing this is just the beginning, I let my legs fall open, opening myself to him completely.

He nestles himself between my legs and slips his hands under my ass.

"You smell so good Ana, I'm going to make you come so hard baby." Much to my chagrin, my body buckles at his words and I feel my clit lurch forward "Aaaah" I pant almost too breathless to make a sound…oh shit! Did that just happen? Did Christian just make me come by simply talking about making me come? I'm sooo embarrassed right now, I cover my eyes with my hands.

"Baby please don't hide from me, I love you Ana you don't have anything to be embarrassed about – I love how your body responds to me, let me take care of you baby." He says, reaching up and pulling my hands from my eyes. "Open your eyes baby, I want you to watch me." I open my eyes and he kisses my mound softly, while looking me in my eyes, his gray orbs so intense and yet loving. "Your skin is so smooth baby, you smell so good." Thank god I let Kate talk me into the body polishing treatment at the spa yesterday.

He presses my inner thighs open further with his hands spreading me then starts licking circles round and round my clit, oh his tongue feels like magic. He concentrates on my clit making his tongue stiff, pointed and determined. Never has anything felt so good, he moves his tongue up and down and from side to side each delectable stroke taking me closer and closer to what feels like sexual insanity – I start to move my hips, involuntary movements I can't seem to stop and like that I've abandoned my embarrassment and surrender myself to whatever Christian has for me. At first I try to stifle my moans but it's no use and I start mewling like a feline, I start to moan his name over and over again like a prayer.

"Oh Christian, please…please…please don't stop."

That's all he needs because he sucks my clit into his mouth so swift and firm it feels like he's flattened it –and at the same time he's sucking and licking me his hands are on my breasts with his thumbs moving over my nipples and there's a building inside that feels as if I might break in half and after a few more sucks of my clit followed by a deliciously firm back and forth, side to side motion of his tongue – my orgasm crashes violently through me making me feel as if I cannot speak or see. My emotions are all over the place, tears trickle down my cheeks as Christian is lapping up my juices lovingly, kissing the insides of my thighs finally working his way back to my mouth – kissing me deeply. I taste myself on him and it's so erotic that I thrust my tongue into his mouth, sucking on his amazing tongue. I lick his lips and run my fingers through his hair I am so ready to make love to him, this incredible man.

"I love you baby, god you look so sexy when you come." He whispers in my ear.

"Make love to me Christian…please."

CPOV

Her face looks so serene and happy with tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggles to catch her breath – that was the most sensual and loving experience of my entire life, I never thought I could feel this way. Knowing no other man has or will ever see that ecstasy on her beautiful face makes me feel like the most fortunate man there ever was.

"Are you sure baby?" I know this is hollow in this moment, I would stop myself of course but I want her…bad. My dick is so hard right now it could cut glass, I need her. I planned to seduce Ana last night but I was too angry with Elena and set on destroying her to give Ana what she deserved. When I'm with Ana I feel like I've been waiting my whole life for her – I wanted our first time to be filled with her and only her.

I pull off my boxer briefs exposing myself to her and I see her eyes widen with I don't know what for sure, anticipation? fear? I want to reassure her, even though I'm aware of how uncomfortable this will be for her initially. "I'll take it slow baby, I promise to make this enjoyable, please let me know if I'm hurting you, okay?"

"I will." She reassures me.

I look down at her expecting and concerned, I want her to relax, knowing I'll take good care of her, and I start to kiss her deeply and massage her clit and her folds soaking my finger then my dick in her juices. I'm so grateful in this moment that Ana started birth control, I want to feel her…really feel her.

"Shit…you're so wet, damn." I moan in her ear causing her breath to hitch as she shivers at my words.

"Bend your knees, okay?" She nods and slides her feet back until her knees are bent. I place myself at her opening and slide into her all at once and move with a measured pace, not too fast or slow, so that her body adjusts quickly. She responds by grabbing onto me with her hands firm on my back her breath hitching audibly.

"Are you okay Ana? Breathe baby." I say still moving – I'm watching her face for signs of discomfort and other than when I first entered her she seems fine, her eyes are open and she's staring me with her beautiful blue eyes having loosened her grip on my back.

"Don't stop. I'm fine." She says to reassure me. She feels like heaven wrapped around me so tight.

"You feel so good baby, so wet and tight. Mmmm…so beautiful, your pussy feels as good as it tastes…mmm…so good baby." I feel her shiver at my words and I can barely contain my words or my emotions, I'm looking at her trying to gage her pleasure, while feeling all of her, she starts to move, matching my thrusts, it takes me by surprise and I almost come too quickly. I feel her everywhere all at once, she's given me everything, I feel…I feel "aaaah shiT" I feel honored.

"Oh Christian, I...I, oh my god." I speed up circling my hips harder and wider stretching her oh the feel of her – she gets wetter and hotter with every stroke. I hitch my knee and she instinctively wraps her leg above my ass allowing me deeper. "Shit baby…that's it."

"Christian, you feel so good, please don't stop." I increase my pace and I'm so close but I need her to come again. "Baby don't hold back, come with me…come with me please Anastasia." I feel her walls clench hard around my dick and she lets out a low moaning cry and I explode. Her pussy is so tight and the pulsing clenching feeling makes me come harder than I ever have.

"Oh Fuck! Ana…fuuuck." I feel her hands on my face pulling me in to kiss her. I raise up on my knees, my arms wrapped around Ana yanking her up with me, without breaking our connection so that she's straddling me; "That was incredible, I've never felt anything like that baby." I have had sex many many times and nothing has ever felt like this, it was spiritual.

"Neither have I." She sighs and smiles at me. She feels so good wrapped around me.

I smile broadly, "I'm so glad." Damn right you haven't baby, your pleasure is literally all mine, and it always will be. I kiss her deeply, breaking only to tell her how much I love her.

"I wasn't expecting an orgasm, let alone four" she says with the cutest giggle.

"Why not?" I ask perplexed, did she think I would leave her unsatisfied? What the fuck?

"Christian from the time I was a teenager I've heard nothing but horror stories about first times. I have been regaled with tales of pain, disappointment, elusive orgasms and loss of faith in man kind." We both laugh at this, but this is serious business. Do women actually feel this way? This is eye opening.

I cup her face, I need to know what she needs, hopefully I've never served up dull dick, but right now I could care less this is all about Ana.

"Was it good for you Anastasia?"

"Was it GOOD for me? – Christian it was incredible! – I felt so close to you and…and loved. If I knew what to hope for that would have been it." At her words my dick stirs, and she gives me the most wicked smile – she's sitting on my lap and I'm still inside of her as she straddles me. I'm really happy that she enjoyed her first experience – she had me worried there for a moment…I need her to want more.

"I'd like to do that again Christian."

"I love you Ana."

"I love you Christian."

###

APOV

We're in the kitchen and I'm making us break…well brunch I guess, after round three and a shower where it took us a very long while to get clean – we decided with both needed some fuel.

Christian is so sexy, I just can't get enough of him, he is an amazing lover – my romantic dreams of my first time have been fulfilled. That awful pinching sensation quickly dissipated and all that was left was pure ecstasy. The things that Christian said to me in the throws of what could only be passion formed what felt like permanent goosebumps all over my body. Physically he made slow considerate love to me, but verbally he fucked the shit out of me and I'm completely sprung on both.

After breakfast when we're both completely sated and sitting in the media room, not looking at television, I decide to address the Cruella situation. "I'm sorry Christian." He leans in and kisses me then rests his forehead on mine.

"It's okay Ana, I was just very upset and preoccupied with my thoughts last night – there is no way I could ever give you less than all of me. I understand what happened, I really do. Don't let my father's suspicions upset you – he will come around, I promise you. I know you love me Ana."

"I do." He kisses me again.

"Elena tried to destroy my family and we stood strong. While she hasn't been a part of my life for a long while now I knew it was possible she might resurface once word of our relationship was made public, but I failed to explain to you the importance of telling me about any interaction with her – I realize that when I told you about Elena I painted her as a non-issue and relegated her to my past – I did so to assure you of my commitment to you, and while she is both a non-issue and a part of my long distant past, she is a devious and dangerous woman who would stop at nothing to be in my life and to ruin our relationship if she can."

I'm smirking now remembering exactly what I said to Cruella in the mall.

"What's funny?"

"Christian I'm sure she doesn't see me as a pushover. I told her exactly what I thought of her but I was careful with my tone because I didn't want Kate to hear and ask questions. I needed her to know that I knew you – that you belonged to me." His mouth quirks into an adorable smile. God he's beautiful.

Christian lets out a hearty laugh when I recall my exact words especially the part about her trolling sandboxes as well as the Rocky analogy.

"I swear Christian, I could tell the woman was pure evil – she barely reacted, I don't know if it was the Botox or just plain hate radiating from her. If Kate wasn't there I would have thrashed her – I've never wanted to hit someone so badly in my life, I've never had such a visceral reaction to another person…ever."

"Ana! You wanted to hit her?"

"No Christian I wanted to beat the shit out of her! I had every intention of bringing it up that night after you came in from work, but you dropped a bombshell on me about my dad and I completely forgot all about Cruella. My emotions were so raw after that confrontation with my dad and I took it out on you. I'm so sorry Christian."

"Please stop apologizing Ana, I love you. While I appreciate you wanting to give Elena a beat down, I want to be the one who fights for us – I want to protect you. Part of what I was doing last night was directing my plan of action. Tomorrow those plans which will be executed and by noon Elena's salons will be closed and she will be financially ruined."

"Oh my."

"She's lucky, I think Elliot and my mom wanted to kill her, so this punishment is mild. Seriously though Elena crossed the line, she had you followed and then stalked you in the mall, we were able to look at the footage from inside the mall and parking lot, your security should have been informed of the potential danger – I was a bit annoyed with myself because I honestly didn't think she was a threat to you, but I could not have been more wrong."

Christian explains to me in painstaking detail what is going to happen to Elena tomorrow and I must say it was an incredibly stupid thing she did making an enemy of such a powerful man. I should feel anger towards her, along with triumph in her demise, but all I'm thinking is how hot I burn for Christian, this is incredibly sexy.

"Remember when I told you that after I left Escala that day I spoke briefly to my dad?"

"Of course."

"Well I left out the fact that my dad told me you said you told him you loved me. Is that true or was he trying to manipulate me?"

"It's true." He says smiling a shy smile.

"Why are you smiling and why didn't you tell me how you felt?"

"Well the reason I didn't tell you Ana is that you were a ball of emotions at the time, you were distraught and I was worried that I could overwhelm you with all my hearts and flowers – I wanted to know that your feelings for me weren't about clinging to me because of the circumstances, even though I was pretty sure we felt the same way. I told your father how I felt because in spite of everything I know you love your dad, or at least the man who raised you - and I guess a part of me wanted his approval or blessing – but mostly I wanted him to know I wasn't some sort of deviant who was taking advantage of you – that I could be trusted with you. No matter what he's turned into, he's at least partially responsible for who you are and I felt he deserved to know your heart was safe with me."

"Thank you Christian, you have no idea how much that touches me. You're incredible." I say climbing onto his lap, kissing him with all the passion I can muster, I get lost in our kiss. We spend the rest of the day making love, snacking and watching crappy TV.

CPOV

"I'm here for a meeting with Mr. Grey." I hear from just inside my doorway.

"Yes Ms. May right this way please. Would you like coffee or another beverage?"

"Oh, I would love a bottle of water if it's not too much trouble."

"No trouble whatsoever, Mr. Grey will be with you shortly."

I spoke with my mother about Lillian and she has a remarkable story. Her mother died when she was ten years old from breast cancer, her parents owned a home in Tukwila. When she was thirteen her father was remarried to a woman who was kind at first but then changed after the wedding. Behind her father's back her stepmother was mean and spiteful, Lillian kept quiet because she didn't want her father to be lonely and sad like he was after her mother's death, he also seemed really happy. When her father died suddenly of a heart attack in March of her senior year of high school her stepmother threw her out of the home and moved her boyfriend in. She was seventeen. She lived with friends, finished high school and started staying in shelters, volunteering to work the 4am shift at Dunkin Donuts so that she could always be first in line for a bed at the shelter. She found a flyer for Oasis on a bulletin board at the shelter and through their guidance learned of state sponsored vocational training for cosmetology. Lillian was homeless for the eight months it took to go to cosmetology school full time – she continued to work at Dunkin Donuts, but only on the weekends and volunteered at the shelter where she lived, teaching GED English prep courses.

She seems nervous – I guess why wouldn't she be, she has no idea how much her life is about to change for the better, and I would think being called into meet with me is tantamount to being hauled into the principal's office especially when the invite comes on a Sunday afternoon. There were already plans in the works as my mother had put her on my radar about two months ago, and I was formulating a plan whereby she would have free and clear ownership of a salon with a workshop for her to continue bottling her shampoo/bodywash. Elena brought about her own demise and Lillian's ascension in one fell swoop of entitled arrogance and just plain crazy.

"Good morning Ms. May, Christian Grey." I say in greeting.

"Oh good morning Mr. Grey, it's so nice to see you again." Her hands are shaking, she's young – about my age and attractive with auburn hair. Her gaze is refreshing because she's not ogling me like some adolescent, instead she is pleased to meet with me and nervous – her gaze is one of respect and curious humility.

"Ms. May, please don't be nervous I think you will be very pleased as a result of our meeting today, I realize you have no idea why you're here."

"With all due respect Mr. Grey, that's easier said than done, so you'll have to excuse me if I'm a little intimidated by my surroundings."

"Fair enough." I smile.

"Ms. May I have a document I'd like you to read over." I slide the first deed to her salon and workshop across the table to her and wait for her response.

'Owner of the property AKA 1925A-B Dexter Avenue Lillian Jessica May'

She gasps at me her eyes wide with wonder. "Oh my god."

"Yes Ms. May." As is this deed, and I hand her the deed to the second property, both now in her name.

"I don't understand."

"Ms. May, we have been paying close attention to your work – you are one of the most remarkable people ever to have availed themselves to the resources provided through Oasis. The salons and all of the property associated with those salons are owned by a subsidiary of GEH, we have liquidated our interest in that business. In addition to the two salon spaces, one of which is large enough for your beauty school, all of the furniture and equipment will be sold to you for the sum of one dollar. There is ample space for mixing and bottling your shampoo/bodywash." She seems surprised that I know about this. Tears begin to flow down her face and I retrieve tissues from the credenza in the conference room.

"Mr. Grey, I don't know what to say, I will be able to help so many people now." And that is the reason why I chose you.

"We've been watching your progress for some time now, you make a modest and respectable living and you could be doing more for yourself based on your hard work and earnings, but I've heard it said about you that if you had a dollar you'd give away ninety cents if someone else needed it. I am personally in awe of you."

"Well Mr. Grey, I know what it means to have no place to lay my head at night, I understand what it means to be hungry, to be unable to bathe regularly, to be looked at as less than. Everyone deserves kindness – I know the toothbrushes, toothpaste and razors aren't much, but the idea of giving someone just a bit of their dignity back means the world to me. When you've lost everything – it's not losing the material things that destroys the spirit, it's the loss of dignity that decimates hope. It's up to all of us to do our part, the Oasis Foundation helped me with that. I promise that I will not let you down Mr. Grey."

###

I called in Sawyer along with Taylor to talk in detail about his function as close security for Ana, his live in status and the threat posed by Elena Lincoln. As I'm escorting Lillian from the conference room Sawyer is waiting for me and stands immediately – completely mesmerized by her, watching in stunned silence as she enters the elevator and the doors close.

"Sawyer…Sawyer?" Finally the poor drooling bastard snaps out of it. I feel your pain man. It's all I can do to hold back my knowing smile.

"Sir?"

"My office, Taylor will be here shortly." This reminds me of the day when I introduced Taylor to Gail, he was awestruck and shortly after she came on board the two of them revealed that they were in a relationship – it has never had a negative effect on their performance and professionalism. They were married four years ago and I served as best man. Looks like Luke Sawyer is headed for distraction too, something that would have irritated me B.A., before Ana. That look on his face tells me he's not dialed into what I'm saying – he's only got eyes for Lillian. Good for him.

###

SPOV

Grey is droning on and on about Ana and her safety – yeah yeah I'd lay down my life, close security blah blah blah – we all know you'll cut our balls off if she gets so much as a paper cut. I can't concentrate on his craziness right now because all I can think about is Ms. May, which is what I heard him call her, thankfully the meeting doesn't last long.

"Andrea?"

"Yes, Luke."

"I need a favor, I will buy your lunch every day for a month if you tell me who that girl was leaving Grey's office."

"What girl?"

"Come on Andrea, did I not get you second row and backstage passes for Maroon Five?"

"Spring for sushi every Friday for a month at that ridiculously expensive place down the street and you have a deal."

"Deal! Deal! Who is she?"

"Her name is Lillian May, she was an Oasis client some years ago – and owns a small beauty salon. She does all kinds of volunteer work with the homeless and Mr. Grey is working on a business opportunity with her. She's kind of amazing actually – I'm so glad he's helping her out she works really hard and spends a lot of her own money to help out the homeless and at-risk mothers and children. She's incredible."

"Is she married?"

"No, she's single. She's too busy working and being awesome to have much of a personal life."

"I thought we had a moment, she gave me a look right?"

"I don't know…hmmmm." She says teasing.

"Yesss Luke she was totally checking you out."

"Yes!"

Elena POV

Knock on door

"Elena Lincoln?"

"Yes, who are…"

"You've been served."

CPOV

Intercom buzzing

"Sir, Mrs. Lincoln was in the lobby causing a disturbance and is being escorted to your office by Taylor as we speak."

"Thanks Andrea."

Elena was served over an hour ago – I'm surprised it took her this long to get here.

"Christian why have you done this…"

"Elena, please lower your voice or I'll have you thrown out."

"You've ruined me!"

"You did this Elena. I was happy to allow you to continue with your life and your work, for now - but you just couldn't leave it alone could you? Why did you go after Anastasia?"

"Oh Christian is that what this is about? I just happened to be at the mall…" I toss her surveillance photos of the tail she put on Ana as well as her arrival and chat with said tail outside of the car.

"What were you saying?"

"She's not right for you Christian! She's not what you need..."

"Shut up Elena, it's over – I was perfectly happy to leave you alone if you did the same for me, but how shall I put this? Fucking with Ana is a hard limit and you should have known better."

"Why did you do all of this? When I came to you for help you connected me with EM, I thought that in spite of everything we were friends, I stayed away..."

"Until a couple of weeks ago right?" She looks down and doesn't meet my eyes.

"Let's talk about when you came to me for help, shall we? You molested me as a child and physically abused me, tried to control me for years until I exposed you and on top of all of that you had the unmitigated gall to come to me for help. Does this not sound fucked up to you?" She's stunned.

"So I helped you…but only so I could destroy you one day, it was inevitable – you just sped up the process by fucking with my girlfriend."

"You would go to that length to hurt me? What did you promise EM…"

"Elena there is no EM you delusional idiot. I conjured it out of thin air, you were so greedy you never even bothered to take a look at where the money came from - EM stands for Elliot and Mia. Not to worry, I'm willing to buy out your shares for what I think it's worth, as you know EM was majority holder and I think with all of the money infused into the company your share is less than thirty percent." I slide the check across the table to her and the look of horror on her face is clear.

"Is this is a joke?!"

"Yeah kinda I thought thirty dollars was too much, considering I may let you keep whatever you skimmed and sent to the Caymans, I haven't decided yet." She looks crestfallen and for the first time since I've known her, Elena looks scared.

"Christian…please don't do this, I will lose everything…"

"You certainly will if you keep talking." Silence.

"I warned you years ago to stay away from me and my family – yet you came to me for money months after I outed you and told you to stay away - that's when I decided to take everything from you…"

"But Christian that was years ago…"

"I'm a very patient man, I guess I learned that from you, after all I was adopted at four – you waited what ten years?" I know that cut her to her core, she really doesn't believe she did anything wrong because I was tall and well built for a fourteen year old. She doesn't speak she just glares at me.

"I guess I should be grateful that you didn't have a thing for pre-pubescents." She begins to shake – I've never seen her this undone, and I must admit I'm enjoying watching her squirm. "What? Have I upset your pedophilic sensibilities? Did you really think you could come to me for money after what you did to my parents and I after they trusted you? Did you really believe that I would help you? What am I saying, of course you did Elena, you always thought you were more than just a means to wet my adolescent dick."

"I taught you discipline I…"

"You physically and sexually abused a child, you never even told me about safe words – no, the only thing I learned in that time was that you're a sick brutal bitch who gets her rocks off beating and fucking little boys." She sits looking at me in stunned silence.

"I'll go away…I'll…just please don't…"

"Too late." I cut her off. Right at this moment I receive a text from my security specialist Welch letting me know that his guys are done both at her house and the salons which are closed today. I think I may hurl if I had to spend one more minute with her. Since she's locked out of the salons as of today, there's no need to cover up the breach there, but the one I want blindingly clear is the one in her home, I ordered it ransacked – I want her to feel violated for a change.

"Get the fuck out of my office, and stay away from my family, associates and especially my girlfriend." At this she scoffs and almost whispers the word girlfriend to herself, and I snap. Before I know it I'm around my desk and in her face.

"Go near Ana again and I will end you." She looks at me with wide eyed horror.

"Get the fuck out Elena or I'll have you tossed out." I say with quiet restraint, and finally she stands and leaves without a backwards glance.

###

Elliot calls just after Elena's dramatic exit asking if I could do lunch with he and my mom, Monday lunches are usually for her and my dad but he's at a conference until Thursday – but I'm swamped, can't make it happen. Their company would be the perfect medicine after the morning I've had but I really want to get home to Ana at a decent hour so I can't swing it. I explain what went down and Elliot makes me laugh at nothing basically, it's good to laugh after evil left the building. The two of them were aware of just what was going on and there's no doubt the lunch was just to gage how I was feeling and to take my mind off of things. I'm glad I can give my mother and father closure that includes some sort of retribution, I have always felt guilty about making my confession post statute of limitations. Someone like Elena doesn't change their modus operandi – I have no doubt in my mind that the search of her home will yield evidence that can aid in her prosecution. My family's peace of mind is paramount.

Elena POV

I've been screaming at the top of my lungs – he wanted me to know he did this, Christian sat there smugly allowing me to beg while his goons went through my property. It's only a matter of time now.

All of this over that little tramp he's seeing, she put him up to this – I just wanted to get a good look at her, I was sure she was a submissive when I saw the picture on the gossip site, who knew he would ever have a girlfriend? Fool that he is, he thinks he's in love.

Five years ago when I came to him with the idea for Elena's he helped me, if he didn't want to help he should have said no, I had no idea he was so angry with me – I had let almost six months pass without contacting him after our little spat when he exposed our relationship, again Christian wouldn't have done so without outside influence. He and Elliot were too close and Elliot was always interfering in our relationship, he was downright hostile toward me – I had to do something. The Grey's are so ridiculous with all of their lovey dovey family bullshit, Christian was the best of them but somehow they managed to undo all of my influence. Fine, if that's how he wants it I'll just go – I've got a few million in my offshores, I'll be just fine. Seattle is old news anyway, I had long since become bored with kissing the asses of the country club set. Perhaps I'll visit Monaco before I settle on a new home.

Doorbell Ringing

Shit! There hasn't been enough time to put together a warrant or investigate those photos and videos. I guess this is it, no doubt they have my house surrounded.

I walk to the door and fling it open.

"What…What are you doing here? Here for your pound of flesh? So déclassé."

I turn and walk back across the foyer allowing my uninvited guest to follow. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain to the back of my head, and everything goes black.