A/N: I recognize that the SEC would be involved as well as the FTC, but I felt there were enough acronyms present for one chapter.

Chapter 13 – Good Fences

RPOV

It's been just over three weeks since I walked into the Seattle field office of the FBI and up-ended the lives of my family and myself. If I had it to do all over again I wouldn't change a thing.

I have been living in a corporate apartment near my offices since I came clean to Carla, Annie and RJ. Carla made it clear that while she loved me still she didn't know if she could be married to me anymore and asked that I give her some time. I was devastated by this but I understood and decided to give her space, in the end the one thing I wanted to preserve most could possibly be lost forever – but not if I can help it. Carla, while appalled by my stupidity and greed was surprisingly understanding about the insider trading, but found my abandonment of Jaiden unforgiveable considering I knew for a fact that Debra Morgan was an unfit mother. While I'm somewhat estranged from my family and awaiting Hyden's trial I am spending every minute of whatever time they allow me reconnecting with them, if it's the last thing I ever do I will earn their love and respect again and hopefully never let them down again.

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Three weeks ago

"Mr. Steele, I have some information out of Colorado." He pauses recognizing the sensitive nature of the situation.

I suck in a deep breath and release it.

"Please, Agent Goodwin, you may speak freely in front of my daughter and Mr. Grey."

"Very well. We attempted to make contact with Ms. Morgan and learned that she was discovered in a night club restroom last Wednesday dead from a drug overdose." Fuck!

"Where's my daughter!?"

I blurt out and immediately turn to Annie who has an unreadable expression that could only be described as one of shock. She stepped back and sat gingerly on the sofa starring up at me.

"Annie, I promise you it's not what you think."

"The police there were unable to locate any of Ms. Morgan's relatives." Agent Goodwin continues. "The driver's license in her purse had expired some time ago and the address listed on the license was no longer valid. Her body has been at the morgue unclaimed since last Wednesday, no one knew about the child…"

"Oh my god! Please you have to send someone to her apartment!" I provide the agents with the address and they immediately make a phone call and leave shortly thereafter telling me that they will call once they have information on her whereabouts.

I turn to Annie who is now in Christian's arms, crying softly.

"I should leave you two alo…" Christian starts but I cut him off.

"No, you need to hear this – this final part of the whole sordid mess."

"Annie, I have never had an affair – I have never cheated on your mother. She is the love of my life and in all of the years we have been married I've never once desired another woman. Ever."

I explain the circumstances under which Jaiden came to be while expressing my shame in taking out my resentment of Debra on a defenseless child by not being there for her in spite of her origins.

"Dad, how old is she?"

"She's…she's almost ten."

"I have always provided financial support but she doesn't know me because I haven't seen her since she was about two years old, I plan to change that very soon. I just pray your mother can forgive me for keeping all of this from her. I tried so hard to manage it all. I tried…" I played the audio recording I made in Colorado and explained that I kept it from Carla because I really did believe until just recently that I had been drunk that night and willingly seduced, it never once occurred to me that I'd been drugged.

"Oh Dad…this is all soooo fucked up. Like soap opera fucked up." Annie says burying her head in her hands. "Why didn't you tell me any of this and why didn't you take Christian up on his offer to help you weeks ago Dad?" She's calling me dad again – my little girl isn't lost to me.

"Honestly, I had about had it with brilliant whiz kids…no offense." I say in a moment of forced levity and motion a nod toward Christian.

"None taken Sir." He says with a smile.

"I didn't know if he could be trusted Annie. I really was concerned about your being with such a wealthy man; that was until he told me how he felt about you and I was so ashamed, he was practically begging me to confide in him and I felt like such a fool. The good news was that I knew you were safe with Christian and at that point it was all I cared about because I decided already that I would kill Hyden and turn myself in."

"What's her name?"

"Jaiden Nicole Morgan."

"Sir, I can have my jet ready at Sea-Tec the moment you find out where she is and have you there in an hour and a half."

"I'm coming with you Dad!"

"Sure, thanks. Please Christian, call me Ray. Actually I would appreciate your coming Annie; I need to be with her right away, but I don't want her to be afraid of me she has no idea who I am." I explain, wanting to hang my head in shame.

Cell phone ringing

"Steele."

"Mr. Steele, we've located your daughter, she was alone in the apartment asleep in her bed, and she will be taken to our field office to await the arrival of CPS."

"Oh thank god! But no need for CPS, please give me the address I'm flying there tonight I should be there in an about two hours at the most. Please give me the address."

"Well if that's the case we don't need to involve CPS we'll keep her in the office until your arrival. She's a remarkable little girl Mr. Steele, she has been taking care of herself for days now including grocery shopping and washing and ironing her clothes school clothes, she even had her lunch and clothes ready for school tomorrow. She told us she has perfect attendance. The address to our field office is 18002 Meadow Office Drive in Denver, Colorado. 720/555-8281 ask for an agent Carlson." I am devastated.

"Thank you."

"They found her! She was sleeping in her bed. It looks like she's been taking care of herself – she even did her homework, laid out her clothes for school tomorrow and put herself to bed for the night. God I pray she will one day forgive me."

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Jaiden and I flew back to San Francisco the following day – parting ways with Annie and Christian at Denver International.

It was definitely the right call bringing Annie with me, Jaiden was very skeptical in the first few hours and wouldn't come near me. She bonded with Annie immediately and didn't want to let her go when it was time for her and Christian to leave. Christian arranged for her to see a pediatrician who was recommended by his mother so that she could be checked out prior to our departure for California and she was perfectly healthy, but has never seen a dentist, which I took care of the day after we landed in San Francisco.

I called Carla and told her I was on my way home and that I had very important information to share with both she and RJ. After contacting my assistant and arranging for emergency childcare at the corporate apartment I went home to meet with Carla and RJ.

To my amazed delight they both wanted to meet Jaiden right away and have embraced her. Jaiden now lives in our home. Carla converted what used to be a guest bedroom into a room fit for a princess – she felt very strongly that she wanted Jaiden to have her own room and not Annie's old room. She is getting used to having a brother and sister and RJ is very sweet as a big brother. Jaiden clung to Carla almost immediately seemingly desperate for motherly attention and Carla is all too happy to oblige; Jaiden is a very loveable child. For her sake I arranged for her mother's cremation and had her remains interned here where she can visit her mom's gravesite if she so chooses.

From what we were able to determine Debra was a runaway from Boulder, Colorado. Her father gave her an ultimatum to shape up or ship out when she was fifteen and according to what investigators said he described her as "out of control." He was uninterested in anything to do with her or her child, her mother had died when she was ten and there are no other concerned relatives. While I have zero sympathy for this woman who wrought such havoc and mine and Jaiden's life – I recognize that there is likely much more to her story than we may ever know. I can't help but think that but for our intervention Jaiden's future, in spite of my financial support could have very well been wrought with the same kind of dysfunction that drove Debra's. I kick myself every time I look at her, I will forgive myself someday but right now my only focus is making sure my wife and children are in a safe place both physically and emotionally. It's my job.

We're in the process of legally changing Jaiden's last name to Steele and Carla wants to adopt Jaiden. It's so remarkable that she's not bitter at all – I think having children gives Carla added purpose and the idea of RJ moving to DC in the fall has a little less sting nowadays and for that I'm grateful. RJ seems relieved that his mom won't be an empty nester just yet and is starting to enjoy being a senior on the verge of leaving home a lot more.

Jaiden is enrolled in a great school and loves it, she is making lots of friends. Carla is in her element teaching her to cook and the two of them love doing crafts and shopping together, Jaiden's favorite is shopping for groceries, she likes to hold onto the coupons until all of the groceries are totaled so that she can see how much the bill changes once the coupons are factored in, it's the cutest thing. Jaiden is very self-sufficient, Carla had to teach her to let her do things that a mom should do and she's slowly coming around to the idea of what a mom should be.

Carla woke up the first morning Jaiden had school to find that she had prepared her own lunch and put on coffee. It broke Carla's heart to think that Jaiden was so accustomed to caring for herself it never occurred to her that someone should be helping a child her age get ready for school.

I was devastated a week or so after she moved in when Carla called me after Jaiden broke down during dinner. When RJ was finally able to calm her and ask what was wrong she told him through sobs that her mommy had lied to her telling her that only on television did mommies do all of the stuff Carla does for her, Carla calmly explained to her that her Debra's mommy had died when she was little, so there was no one around to teach her what mommies do, so it wasn't her fault. How on earth Carla could muster so much decency for a woman who attempted to ruin our lives is beyond me…but not really, she is after all a mom. An amazing one.

The following day I took Jaiden out for ice cream and she told me her mother didn't do nice things for her or buy her new clothes accept for school clothes; and that other than the carryout or fast food she had microwave dinners, never like Carla cooks or what she saw on TV. It wasn't surprising, while Jaiden was in perfect health for the most part, she had not been immunized for the current school year and was nearing the deadline. She had three cavities when she went to the dentist for the first time, it's heartbreaking how new everything is to her, and it is an absolute joy watching the wonder and pure joy in her eyes. Jaiden is incredibly resilient and I am in awe of her – every moment I spend with her is pure bliss. I just have to work on forgiving myself, that's the hard part.

Debra spent a great deal of the money she received from me monthly on drugs and clothing, her brand new BMW X5 was returned to the dealer after her death. There was about three thousand dollars in cash found in her apartment along with drugs that Jaiden could have easily found. I was able to locate Jaiden's birth certificate which surprisingly had me listed as her father along with blackmail material she and Hyden had on me. Her bank account was accessed and closed, we arranged to roll the money into a trust bank account for Jaiden her only heir. Surprisingly there was close to thirty thousand dollars remaining in her bank account, in addition to the money she paid every month to what she believed was a management company. I had instructed Debra to get an apartment and at her behest I helped her move into the place she "rented" – I had no idea about the neighborhood and shortly after she moved in I purchased the apartment from the owner and created a dummy management company for her to mail rent payments to. She lived there for the last two years and paid one thousand dollars a month so with interest there is another twenty four thousand dollars plus interest that will also be rolled into Jaiden's account. She won't have to worry about money ever and when the time is right she'll have a nice little sum to start a business or buy a home should she desire to do so. I want to be sure that she has whatever she needs for the rest of her life. I may not be able to change our past, but I can certainly make sure her future means the fulfillment of all of her dreams.

Hyden is in jail awaiting trail – his attorney has an impossible case with the mountain of evidence facing him but it appears from the information Christian's father was able to glean that Hyden is refusing a plea bargain that would put him away for fifteen to twenty-five years. As it stands he's facing over forty years with the federal charges alone. The search warrants served at his home and offices revealed years of systematic blackmail against competitors and a history of domestic abuse. In spite of the potentially devastating nature of the blackmail material all of Hyden's victims were willing to testify or provide affidavits in his case.

We also learned that in spite of the restraining orders Hyden was still cyber stalking Annie and Chrisitian and had begun to collect data on Christian's family members – when asked he refused to comment on what exactly he planned to do with that information. He had been paying specific and targeted attention to Mia Grey including her work schedule – we surmised that her security detail is what prevented him from an approach and/or attack on her, that and the fact that Mia spends countless hours at work and is rarely alone in her off hours.

In addition to video from Annie's office there was a bounty of photographs taken of her as she went about her daily routine, most were taken from a distance and with Annie's help we were able to determine the chronology of the photos basically going back to the time when she and Kate first moved to Seattle, it was extremely disturbing, and I feel all my fault.

Tonight I'm having dinner with RJ and Jaiden, Carla decided she would not join us much to my disappointment, but I am hopeful because in spite of our separation I still speak with her every single day. She has expressed her disappointment in not being treated like a true partner in our relationship and to a large degree she felt taken for granted. It's true I came to depend on the stability she provided for our family and I knew she was the one constant I could always count on – I know in my heart I never took her for granted, because I never felt worthy of her and would have done anything to keep her; unfortunately this included potential fraud and child neglect. In spite of knowing how important she always was to me I in no way negate how my failure to express myself in a way that was meaningful to her made her feel taken for granted. This is just one of the many things I've learned in therapy and I share the lessons I'm learning and applying to my life with Carla as often as she'll let me.

Carla wars with the idea that another woman touched me, but understands my devastation at the thought that even pissy drunk that I would ever touch another woman and while she never saw the video she was told by authorities that I was unconscious when I was practically carried into the hotel room and Hyden and Debra who laughed at the possibility that I might have been given a potentially fatal overdose. The videotape alone proves Hyden's culpability, and even though the statute of limitations were technically exceeded on the rape charge, the fact that I had no knowledge of the rape meant I still had a valid case, I however chose not to pursue the case because of Jaiden. I love her and regardless how she came to be – she is not my tragedy and I won't have her conception memorialized in a court of law as such.

Ultimately it was discovered that while Hyden committed insider trading through a hack tool he created, my trades had not been made until after the downturn, the loss report had actually shown an active safety environment so his so-called statistical analysis was complete bull at that time. I followed along and I received the windfall and dissolved my dot com. But there was no eminent threat at the time and my company was not in trouble, he completely fabricated the data. The money I was paid was from Hyden himself who used my movement in the market to cover his hack. This was the reason I made money and not the fraudulent trades, my stock was used to trick the system for the purpose of inflating the value of the stock without actually making any trades. In the end I paid a one million dollar fine for my knowledge of suspected trading with no jail time assessed. There was no jail time because Hyden essentially paid me out of the money he received from his stock manipulations while keeping the bulk of the money for himself while convincing me that I had traceable culpability. He did this with several businessmen, all of whom he blackmailed and agreed to testify against him. He used prostitutes in a lot of cases to snare his victims and it turns out I was the only one who didn't actually fall for the usual enticements as it seems he had tried on a couple of occasions to have me approached by different, eh…ladies. Oddly, I didn't even remember the encounters.

In spite of everything that has happened I feel hopeful for the future for the first time in a very long time, even as it relates to my marriage. I don't plan to wait much longer before asking Carla out on a date, I will never stop trying.

APOV

It has been about four months since my dad's revelations and Hyden's arrest, it's wonderful that he rarely crosses my thoughts these days in spite of the destruction he planned for all of us. Today Christian and I are headed to San Francisco for a long weekend so that he can finally meet my mom and brother and spend time with my family. It has been ages since I have been home, even for a short visit and even though it's just a weekend albeit an extended one it's very important that I spend time with my mom, RJ and Jaiden.

My dad and I are slowly rebuilding our relationship and with everything that has happened with Hyden Jackson he appears to be back to his old self…only much more focused on his family these days.

Christian and I are staying in a huge suite at the Ritz Carlton in downtown San Francisco, with Christian having planned spa services for my mom, Jaiden and I to give us time to spend together doing girly things while he spends time bonding with my dad and RJ.

"Annie!" Jaiden runs to me giving me a huge hug. She says hi to Christian and waves at him – Jaiden is still very shy around men, though later I realize she's warmed to my father, sitting on his lap and calling him Dad just like RJ whom she follows everywhere. RJ has mature so much and he is an excellent big brother, a stranger would never be able to tell that he and Jaiden had only met mere months ago. Jaiden looks like an entirely different child, she seems so happy. The Carla effect. I think for the first time in her life she has adults in her life she can rely on to take care of her and she's adjusting very well.

"Mom, RJ this is Christian Grey, my boyfriend." I say beaming with pride and gazing lovingly at Christian my Christian, my cheeks warming at the realization that I've never spoken those words to my family…my boyfriend. I'm so proud of him.

"Oh Anastasia, he's quite the looker." Embarrassment overload.

"He's okay." I say giving Christian a wink while unable to resist biting my lower lip, and I'm rewarded by a sexy shy Christian Grey smile and unashamed affectionate kiss to my forehead.

Christian and RJ share a bro shake…seriously what is that about? RJ seems to eye him speculatively but still friendly as always. Before long they are chatting it up as Christian expresses genuine interest in RJ and his plans for college and beyond, they bond over their love of electronics and flying. In spite of the fact that Christian is a very successful businessman in his own right – RJ asks lots of questions about Carrick and his storied career. Christian seems thrilled to answer questions about someone other than himself and beams with pride while touting his father's accomplishments.

I have to admit my mom seems very happy. In spite of the fact that she and my father are not together, temporarily I believe. I think she is in her element being a mom and Jaiden has appeared to flourish and my mom has renewed purpose. She does share with me that she has been working on her own business plans. One is an app for latch key kids – inspired by Jaiden of course and the other is a personal alarm system for parents and small children to prevent hot car deaths. She has solicited my dad's assistance with both and he's helping her develop her ideas as well as giving her guidance on the intellectual property concerns as far as patents are concerned.

"Mom tell me, how are you?"

"I'm doing well Anastasia, adjusting you know. Jaiden is such a beautiful child, and a self-sufficient one too. I think she's finally settling into letting me mother her – and I love it. I didn't realize how much I missed being a full-time mommy.

I am working closely with your dad on my ideas and for the first time in a long time I feel as though he's really listening to me and respects my abilities as more than just those of a household technician."

"Mom, you've always been so much more to us than that – I really hope you know that. You're the one that taught me almost everything that gives my life meaning and balance. On top of that I've never seen a man more in love with his wife than Dad, your relationship with him was always the benchmark for what I wanted. Please know that you're my hero mom."

"Oh Anastasia." She says tearing up. "You're so much like your dad, so focused and poised. You're a daddy's girl through and through, I know you always looked up to him."

"And to you." I interrupt. "Mom, you have no idea do you – you are my role model, the perfect woman – you're amazing and though I never thought about it really I realize now that I never even paid attention to any man until I met one that looked at me the way Dad looks at you. It's like I recognized it immediately, I knew instantly he was the one, because I know what love looks like…Do you still love Dad?" I ask somewhat terrified by why the response may be.

"Of course I do, how could I not love him? Your father is the only man I've ever loved. We've been spending more and more time together and we've gone on a couple of dates. We're taking it slow."

"What about you and Christian? Are you in love?"

"Yes I am. Christian is a wonderful man, I am safe with him mom."

"I can tell; I'm well acquainted with that look and it's written all over the two of you. I see forever in the two of you."

The three of us head to the Ritz for our spa services – Jaiden is so excited to spend time with the two of us and though I feel the tiniest bit of jealousy, sharing my mom with Jaiden is easy somehow, who knows it could be the Christian effect that I'm all happiness and light these days.

We decide on facials, and mani pedis along with a spa lunch, after which we will spend the rest of the day shopping.

"Mommy, I want this color for my toes." Jaiden says holding up a light pink shimmery bottle of polish.

My mom stands in stunned silence before breathing out "that's very pretty Jaiden, don't you think so Anastasia?"

I can tell by her response that it's the first time Jaiden has called her mommy.

"Yes, I do Jaiden, it's very pretty."

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CPOV

"Ray I'm glad we have a moment to ourselves I need to ask…" He cuts me off.

"Yes Christian."

"You don't even know what I'm going to ask you." He responds by giving me a look that says really.

"I've known this day was coming since that day in your penthouse when you wrapped your arms around my daughter's waist in protection and kissed the top of her head. I've known you would ask to marry my daughter since you showed up at my hotel room looking devastated and hopeful at the same time declaring your love for my daughter. Yes Christian you have my permission."

"I need you to know Sir, I haven't always been the most honorable man but I would never dishonor Anastasia in anyway, and I will spend the rest of my life making sure that she knows every day just how much she's loved and cherished. She is an amazing woman and I don't know how I got this lucky; I love her with all my heart and I want her to be my wife." I finally exhale.

"Christian I know you love my Annie – and I would be proud to call you son." He gets a reflective and regretful look and stares off to the yard as in deep thought.

"She loves you Ray. I only hope I can live up to her expectations for a husband and father, you've set the bar pretty high believe me."

"I really appreciate your saying that Christian, I know this has been a difficult time for my family…" He's cut off by RJ whom I didn't know had joined us.

"It's true dad Ana worships the ground you walk on, you and Christian are a lot alike, it's funny you can't see it really." I chuckle to myself.

"You have to stop beating yourself up and focus on getting Mom back – she misses you. Oh and Christian even though you didn't ask, you have my permission as well." He says with a smirk. Smart ass.

"I wasn't sure of the protocol, I've never proposed before, so forgive me my exclusion, I was nervous enough just asking your dad."

"I'm just ragging on you man. The fact that Ana has never had a boyfriend until now tells me she doesn't make rash decisions. She could do a lot worse."

"Thanks." I say with a laugh before taking a swig of my beer.

"Okay, so I've marinated these ribeyes and veggies and made the Jack Daniels sauce. The baked potatoes are done and in the warmer with butter and cheese. I thought you were gonna fire up the grill Dad."

"Well that was the plan until Cassanova here distracted me. When did you learn to cook?"

"I'm determined not to starve when I'm in DC – I'm used to eating well so I've been shadowing Mom in the kitchen as much as she'll let me. I also know how to do laundry and make a very neat bed in case you were wondering."

"When I was at Harvard I lived on Ramen and carryout, I have recently been learning to cook with Ana's help, she's an amazing cook, she's just fantastic at everything she does." My love struck reflection is interrupted by a piece of cauliflower to the side of my face…marinated cauliflower.

"Dude! You have our permission, you can stop laying it on so thick. We get it…Ana's the best…blah blah blah." RJ scolds while laughing, and I see shades of Elliot Grey. Little prick. I like him…I like him a lot.

I feel at ease and embarrassed all at once. Am I really that sappy when it comes to Ana? I guess so.

We continue to bond over beers and man food and I share my plans for Ana's proposal/engagement party and after some good natured ribbing both lend me their support and promise that they will be in attendance. I've never been more excited about anything in my life and all that's left is for Ana to say yes.

APOV

Two weeks have passed since our trip to San Francisco, and Christian has been the same, but very different, while he's been working a lot I can tell he's holding something very close to the vest. I'm praying that he hasn't been spooked by the whole "meet the family" thing I don't want him to feel pressured to move us further before he's ready, that's not what the visit was about.

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Tonight we're headed to a black tie event on a yacht – Christian was somewhat vague about the nature of the event, saying that he signed on a while ago to support the event as a favor to Ros, seeming less than enthused about attending so I asked very few questions.

Christian is holding my hand and stroking my fingers with his thumb nervously like he did the night of our first date. I choose to ignore his nervousness but focus instead on how delectable he looks in his tuxedo, I am wearing a form fitting floor length Jovani gown in red with my hair down and swooped over one shoulder. As we near the marina I get more and more nervous though I don't know why.

The marina seems deserted – almost as if we are the first to arrive. Holding Christian's hand I board the luxurious yacht and it is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. Huge displays of white calla lilies are everywhere! The lighting is gorgeous with twinkle lights illuminating what is a very romantic scene. This is going to be a fabulous event, the stage is set for a band I think, though I only see a lone guitar and chair on stage in front of a microphone, so perhaps a soloist. Wait…is that!? Oh my god!

CPOV

I'm standing behind her watching her take everything in – the yacht has been adorned to my specifications – with the help of my mom, Mia and of course Kate, and while the scenery that surrounds her is amazing, the most breathtaking sight is Ana, she looks so beautiful tonight, I hope I can get through my short speech without stumbling over my words.

On cue Adam Levine steps forward and starts to play Love Song.

Ana's hands cup over her mouth and as she turns to face me with tears brimming her eyes and finds me on one knee.

"Ana, since the moment you came into my life I have thought of very little else other than filling your every day with joy and love. I fell for you literally and figuratively the moment I first laid eyes on you and I don't want to spend another moment without the promise of you as my wife. Baby will you marry me?"

"Yes." She breathes through tears. Whew!

I place the ring on her finger – I chose a Harry Winston cushion cut four carat solitaire with a halo band set in platinum. My sister informed me that anything bigger would just be gaudy.

"Do you like it?"

"Christian, I love it! Are you kidding me? It's absolutely beautiful."

"May I have this dance?" I say rising from my knee and pulling her close to me. God I love her.

"Yes you may."

"Oh, a few people wanted to stop by and celebrate with us." With that our family members and close friends join us including Ana's family whom I flew in from San Francisco, along with Andrea and her husband, Ros and Gwen, Jose and Jerome and their mates as well.

APOV

I am on cloud nine! I have been wondering why Christian seemed so distracted these past couple of weeks and now I'm dancing with my fiancé being serenaded by Adam Levine. I swear if it's a dream I don't want to ever wake up.

My surprise proposal quickly turned into a surprise engagement party cruising on the Sound with all of our family and friends – everyone that is important in both our lives is here to celebrate with us.

"I can't believe you pulled this off – I didn't know what to make of your being so distant these past few weeks."

"You were sensing my nervousness baby – I just wanted everything to be perfect. I almost lost my shit when it looked like Adam Levine might have a scheduling conflict. Not that I wanted your celebrity crush anywhere near you." He says raising a brow at me.

"He's engaged Christian and besides, he's not a tenth as hot as my fiancé."

"I love it when you call me your fiancé and I can't wait to hear you call me your husband."

"So I take it a long engagement is not something you fancy."

"Oh baby, not at all. I want to start planning right away to make you Mrs. Grey."

"Me too. I will need time to pull it together, how about four months from now? A fall wedding would be lovely."

"Whatever you want baby. In the meantime we'll play house some more." He says grinding his erection on my hip. Oh dear god.

"I'm looking forward to hot as hell fiancé sex for the next four months." Help me lord I'm instantly moist.

"Tonight, I'm going to strip every stitch of clothing from your gorgeous body and make love to you over and over while you're wearing nothing but this." He says taking my hand in his and kissing my engagement ring. My ring…fucking wow!

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Christian's was true to his word and I'm here in our bedroom wearing only my engagement ring and a permanent smile. Christian has been between my legs lapping me through so many orgasms that I've lost count, just when I can't take it anymore he's stroking me deep and slow and I feel myself building again. His body is flush with mine we're so close it feels as if we're one body, he's every bit inside my head as he is inside of my body and it feels sooo good.

"I. Love. You. So. Much. Ana." He says between strokes of his delicious penis. I feel as though my orgasm might make me pass out, and he doesn't stop.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good. Your pussy is so tight and wet. And mmph all mine." At his words my body starts to tremble and unlike before I cannot control what's happening to me. I break out in a sweat cooled by the slight breeze that glides off of our bodies as we grind together like desperate lovers with no time to waste, I feel a tightening in my core and start to grind wildly trying to bring my body under control to no avail. I have no control whatsoever of my ass and hips and in spite of Christian's weight I feel like I could lift off of our bed. I feel myself gripping Christian tightly, and I lose myself in what is the most spectacular orgasm I've had thus far, yelling an obscenely slurred version of Christian's name.

"Ana…oh Fuuuuck." Christian yells pumping furiously into me with his hips grinding so that his pelvis makes perfect contact with my clit at each stroke.

I fell into a glorious sated slumber and woke the next morning with my fiancé wrapped around me like a sexy gorgeous man vine. I have never been happier in my entire life, and it's only going to get better from here.

ElenaPOV

Five days later – location unknown

I can't tell how long I've been here. It's been weeks and weeks.

I'm hungry and sad.

At first I was bound and gagged now I'm tethered to the floor by cabled restraints, with the ability to move about in my tiny room.

Inside my prison is a dim bulb that probably is somehow solar powered because there is no switch and it turns on and off at certain times of the day. There is no sunlight, so clearly I'm underground…a dungeon…ironically.

I've figured out my feeding schedule which is every three days, I'm delivered food and water, I've learned to conserve it. My diet consists largely of bread and water, sometimes I get canned tuna in a Ziplock bag or deli meat slices, the kind that come pre pressed in a pack from the grocery store. Sometimes I get an orange or a few apples. As far as hygiene goes there are holes in the floor for me to do my business like an animal and paper towels which I use sparingly with the water I'm given, I get a roll of toilet paper rarely so I conserve it.

Yesterday, along with my food delivery I got a copy of the Seattle Times, naturally I hurried to the bulb and turned to the society pages. I am floored by what I'm reading, this cannot be.

Christian Grey, elusive billionaire owner and CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings is engaged to be married. Mr. Grey is engaged to marry Ms. Anastasia Steele co-owner and operator of Elite Staffing. The two were engaged aboard the Anastasia the yacht Mr. Grey purchased as an engagement gift for the future Mrs. Grey. In attendance at the surprise engagement party were close family members and friends of the couple who plan to wed in California sometime within the next year.

I scream at the top of my lungs to no one. This is absolute hogwash! There is no way he's marrying that tramp, he knows better, I taught him better, he knows that love is for fools...

Deep down I know Christian loves me. Why won't they just kill me.