*I'm back after being gone forever and I'm sorry this chapter is literal garbage but I promise I the next one will be better! I will have all spring break to write for you guys!*

ANA'S P.O.V.

I tried busying myself throughout the day to keep my mind off of whatever nonsense was going on with GREY. Grocery shopping was only a temporary distraction, and after that I decided to run by a day spa and get a massage. Figuring that would relieve the tension that had been building seemed like a right idea, but the quiet atmosphere only threw me deeper into my own head.

When GREY messaged me he said he had been hacked. I know that's not an impossibility, but how could I be sure he was telling the truth? The only thing that made me reconsider were his actions up until that point. He did seem extremely possessive of me as it was. Not wanting the raffle to continue, sending so many gifts and tips just to keep me interested in only him. Surely he would never do something like that.

But on the other hand, if by any chance he found out about my slip up from the night before...

I hate to imagine what kind of manipulative and deceiving behavior a man like that could come up with.

The stress of the situation was becoming unbearable. If he did dox my information he could easily expose me - which is the last thing I would ever want. I was torn between wanting to hear him out and try and judge whether he was being sincere or not, and completely blocking him from everything before things were taken any further.

Oh, Ana. What mess have you gotten yourself into this time. Stupid.

After what should have been a relaxing time at the spa I exited the building and stepped into the sun's blinding glare. As I almost tripped over the curb a hand reached out to grab me and steady me.

"Whoa, careful there." A strong but gentle voice spoke.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I couldn't see..the sun..."

I looked up and locked eyes with a tall, muscular man. He wasn't anybody I had ever seen before, but he offered a sincere, familiar smile.

"The sun was in my eyes. I apologize," I managed to say before straightening myself up and fixing my purse over my shoulder.

"Well," he continued, "be careful. We don't want anything bad happening now do we?"

With a polite nod he walked off towards the parking lot. I couldn't help but be reminded of my father by this strange man. It was comforting, and reassuring in a way, to have run into him on a day like the one I was having.

After a few deep breaths on the way to the car I decided I would ask GREY what the hell was going on. Maybe it was the fact that I had calmed down, maybe it was the massage...maybe I was delusional - but something inside told me he wasn't lying to me and that I should hear him out.

Bracing my nerves I opened my texting app to message him. I had several messages in my inbox already. Many were from my regulars who I had filled in on the situation while getting ready and at the grocery store. Yet, just as many were from GREY.

GREY: Jessie, please. I have no reason to lie to you.

GREY: Is there any way I can prove this to you?

GREY: Please respond to me. I can explain what I know, Jessie.

GREY: Someone has access to very private information of mine. I will do everything in my power to make sure they don't gain access to any of yours.

GREY: I'm sorry.

The last message really got to me. Someone so stoic, so...well put together, at least it seemed, apologizing. That must have been hard for someone like him...with his personality. What I knew of it, anyway. All the messages of him pleading for a response just further made me feel as if he was being genuine.

I guessed I was going to find out.

C.G. 's P.O.V.

"Tell me news, Taylor." I tapped my fingers on the dash of my car impatiently.

"She is currently walking to her car from the spa. She's on her phone."

"And you're sure this is the right girl?" The edge in my voice was becoming a low growl.

"Positive. I made contact with her to verify, just like you asked."

I let out a frustrated sigh. At least I knew she was safe. With my security guard following her for the day there was no way any harm would come to her. In a situation like this, I couldn't be sure if the danger was close to home or not. Especially considering they new my true identity.

"Keep me updated. It is not an option."

"Yes sir, Mr. Grey."

I hung up the phone and ran my hand roughly through my hair. I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough that I was starting to taste blood.

BZZ BZZ

I frantically tried to unlock my phone, dropping it to the car floor before I was able to. Ready to kill, I took a deep breath and collected myself before retrieving it. When I managed to open it, I saw Ana's texting app number.

Thank God.

Okay, I've decided to hear you out, GREY. This better be good.

I wanted to jump into everything I knew right away, but the reality was I didn't know much. Not yet anyway. All I could do was be as truthful as possible - without revealing who I really was.

Jessie, it's really not me. Someone hacked into my account and my email. They know my private information and I'm doing what I can to make sure they don't find out any of yours.

Keeping a close eye on Ana may have been an unnecessary measure, but it could help prevent her cover from being blown too. Not too mention it gave me peace of mind. I wasn't sure she would ever message me - the real me - and with all of this going I could potentially lose her.

No. I would not allow that to happen.

BZZ BZZ

"Ana," I whispered as I opened my phone.

To my surprise, I was wrong. It was an email from YouCam. Finally, I had been awaiting this message for a long time now. When I opened it the email was nothing but a copy and paste generic response with a customer service number to call. Hopefully that would at least get me somewhere.

BZZ BZZ

A message from the app popped up.

Why would someone hack your account? And who would do such a thing? Did you piss someone off?

She was right. I couldn't think of anybody who would specifically target me. I never spoke to any of the other members in her chatroom, and I had only ever interacted with one other model before. I would sum it up to some random hacking, but whoever this was knew my name. So it couldn't have been that random.

I decided going to my bank and freezing my accounts was the first thing I should take care of. Who knew how long I had been hacked, and though my YouCam account had a prepaid card on it, my email received messages whenever I transferred money. I wasn't sure to what extent my hacker would infiltrate my personal accounts, but I didn't want to take anymore chances.

I'm not sure, Jessie, but I am already working on fixing it and finding out who it is.

As I scrolled through the emails received on Ana's phone through my secret app I was able to determine that my account was stolen early in the morning. The messages sent to her were all sent before six in the morning, so either someone woke up with the intention of destroying my reputation, or they had been at it all night.

That second option was terrifying.

BZZ BZZ

Well I certainly hope you figure it out.

Ana was annoyed, and she had every right to be.

With an exasperated sigh I started the car and typed in the customer service number for YouCam. I would get as much information and help as I could on the way to the bank. I would need to pull out some money before freezing my accounts to ensure as much security in my personal info as possible.

As I spoke to some hardly helpful woman on the phone it continuously buzzed. Not wanting to be distracted I ignored all of the incoming text until I arrived at the bank. I spent another few minutes in the car finishing up the conversation with customer service and settling on getting my account suspended until the issue could be resolved.

When I got off the car I made my way inside the building before glancing at my text. I was in such a frenzy trying to sort everything out as quickly as possible that I had almost forgotten to text back Ana.

Ana is leaving the day spa.

Still keeping a close eye, will update when she has arrived at next destination.

Perhaps having her followed was the worst she would suffer today - if she was lucky.

I took a place in line behind a couple people and slid my phone into my pocket. A slight breeze cooled the back of my neck as the door opened again behind me. Just out of habit I turned towards the noise the door made as it closed.

"Ana."

ANA'S P.O.V.

I pulled into the bank's parking lot to meet with my financial advisor about getting a separate credit card. I figured it would be better to have that on my YouCam account as opposed to my debit card which had my personal savings and checking account on it or receiving checks which required my personal mailing address. Maybe I would also set up a P.O. box while I was out.

I couldn't shake the feeling that I had been being watched the whole way to the bank. Maybe I was just being paranoid because of all the events that had transpired, but the distinct feelings of eyes on me was more than I could bare.

On my way across the parking lot I opened my phone and scrolled down to the new number in it.

"C.G.," I muttered under my breath, "so this person is so secretive I don't even get a full name."

I yanked the door open to the building and hit the call button. It was awkward, everyone turned to see who had just entered. This is why I preferred to be on my phone in public by myself - I always felt like everyone was judging me.

I walked off to the side where the small cubicles were located. I didn't see my advisor in their regular spot, so I opted to sit on the bench and wait.

Finally my phone began calling the number.

Deep breath, Ana. You can do this. Who knows, maybe some human interaction with your sexy mystery man could do you some good.

I tried to convince myself that having some company would keep me safe. It was harder to get harmed in a group as opposed to being alone, right? And maybe this would take my mind off what was happening for a little bit.

But if GREY ever found it...what would he do?

As my phone continued dialing another ringer began going off. I looked up and in the direction of the noise.

Immediately my eyes met with another familiar face. I knew for certain this time it was someone I had seen before.

And he must have had the same feeling.

I could see it in those grey eyes of his.

*WHOA IM ALIVE GUYS! And only a few months left of school! Woo! I wrote two chapters just in time for Valentines and the release of the new Fifty Shades! Here is one of them, and who knows, maybe the next one is another saucy chapter where they have a rather unusual date while both trying to keep secrets HINT HINT...this chapter is kind of lame I'm sorry I wrote half of it on my phone. Don't hate me I will continue to try and update as much as possible.

thanks for your kind messages and support! ~Haley*