Here is chapter 20... Hope you enjoy!

I don't own these characters, I'm just having some fun with them.

Anastasia

"Ana, we have to leave soon if you want to make it back to Seattle by 8 tonight." Sawyer speaks as he knocks on my bedroom door of the hotel.

"Don't fucken rush me Luke!" I growl as I finish shoving everything in my dufflebag. Pulling the bedroom door open, I see Sawyer standing there with a smirk on his face. Asshole!

"You know, for someone who slept no less then three hours last night, you're very... Energetic." My face crunches in disgust.

He laughs saying something about cardio exercise. What the fuck does that have to do with anything?

"It's good to make you feel at ease." He answers my unspoken question. Shaking my head, I place the duffle bag on top of the breakfast bar and open the fridge to take out an apple.

"You know Ana, you should eat an actual breakfast." I turn around and glare at him as I take a very loud and non-ladylike bit of the apple.

"It's an apple." I smirk, when I see him roll his eyes.

"Thank you captain obvious." He says below his breath, only to cause me to laugh in a fit of giggles.

"Oh god, you're funny! Come on hurry up, so I can get this shit done and over with." I'm about to reach for my dufflebag when Sawyer grabs it instead and heads for the door, but steps to the side waiting for me to follow him.

Upon coming back to the hotel room last night with Sawyer, we had dinner while we spoke of ourselves. I found out he's the youngest out of three brothers and two sisters. His mother and father are still married and have just celebrated their 30th year anniversary last month. I spoke to him about my life, friends, and my family. I also told him about the main reason why I decided to hire him and why I need a CPO.

Much to my amazement he also asked about my secrets, but I couldn't share that part with him just yet. Thankfully he changed the subject, and before we knew it, he and I were watching movies and eating nothing but junk food.

"Luke, this meeting will hopefully go by quickly. I'm trying to get home as soon as possible." I say stepping out of the elevator.

"I'll be in the security room if you need me, Ana." He says as he turns and walks in the direction of the security room.

Ten minutes later I've summoned Mr. Jacobs, Ms. Jewels, and Mrs. Shaneski, to the conference room.

"Good morning everyone. I hope you've had a good morning?" I turn my sight, to look at the three seated before me.

"Yes, Ma'am. Thank you." Is their nervous replies.

"Before we start, I want you to tell me if you remember what we spoke of yesterday?" I ask as I pull three manilla folders, which have their names written on the tabs and inside lays their new contract, benefit package, contact lists, as well as a short guide, which reads, 'Don't fuck it up, or you'll be fired.'

"Yes Ma'am." They speak in unison.

"Okay then, lets begin." I nod sliding the manilla folders in the center of the table. "If you could pick up the folder with your name written on the tab, I will begin." I stop, allowing them to reach for their folders.

"If you open them, the first page you will see, is a new contract with this publishing company, but if you look closely, you will see your job description has changed." I don't miss the gasps and the wide eyes when they finally see it. A smile forms on my lips as they remain silent while they read their new contracts.

"Is this a problem for any of you?" I asks, after I've given them enough time to read.

"No, Ms. Steele." Responds Jacobs.

"Thank you." Says Mrs. Shaneski.

"Wow." Is Ms. Jewels shocked response.

"The main reason why I choose to do this meeting as a group," I speak once I've received their full attention. "Instead of one on one, I want for you three to be working in my publishing company as a TEAM. I understand you will be in different departments, nevertheless, I DO expect to see you as well as the rest of the heads from each department to meet once a month, preferably in the first week."

"Mr. Jacobs, you will be head of the editorial department, Ms. Jewels you will be head of the sales department, and Mrs. Shaneski, you will be head of the creative department."

"Yesterday was an interview I had organised, and you three," I stop once again and give them a small smile. "Are the ones I found to be exactly the right person for the job. Keep in mind I do NOT and WILL NOT accept anything less than your best."

"You have an hour to make your decision, and when you do, sign the new contract as well as the NDA forms. Bring them back to me and no one else. Is that clear?"

"Yes Ma'am." They speak once again.

"You're dismissed." I say as I stand and escort them out in the direction of the elevator.

"Jesus Luke," I cry out startled when I notice Luke, standing in the office. "What? Did you get tired of the security room?" I smirk as I sit behind the desk.

"You have an odd sense of humor. But no." He says with a straight face, which causes me to laugh.

He rolls his eyes as he, waits patiently for my laughing fit to die down, "As I was saying. I was just coming in to inform you Walbert has accepted my place as TI specialist. And Robert has called about his meeting with the new Publisher that will be taking place as head of this company. Which by the way, he speaks highly of her. I've also spoke to the HR department and they have all been informed about the new changes as well as the new promotions you have decided on."

Sighing I spin around and face the gorgeous view of the Florida coast. This is what I love about this company, besides the business it brings in, its the serenity I feel when I set my eyes upon it. It's marvelous.

"I'll be ready to leave in two hours, Luke. By the way, have you spoken to your family about the move?"

I turn back around, when I hear nothing but silence. Thinking that's he's probably left, but to my surprise, he's remained seated.

"Luke, what's wrong?" I ask, worry evident in my voice, as my eyes roam his face.

"I sort of promised them they could visit some time." He shyly answers and blushes, when I smile sweetly at the man before me.

"Don't worry about it Luke, we'll figure something out."

Three hours later, Luke and I arrive at the airport, only to take off an hour later and begin to head back to Seattle.

Choosing now to take a small nap, in which I know will make it difficult for me to sleep later, I doze off in one of the recliner seats.

"Ana, I missed you baby." Christian whispers in my ear as he places soft slow kisses down my neck. I inhale his Christian aroma, that makes my heart race, and my breathing to become ragged.

"Don't ever leave me. Promise Ana. Promise, you'll never leave me." He begs desperately, kissing me on my sternum and slowly moving down.

"Christian, what are you doing?" I can already hear my voice has become layered with arousal.

"I'm welcoming you home, baby." He stops his actions, picking me up from under my butt, squeezing as he walks to the bedroom and lays me down on the bed.

"Christian," I gasp his name when he pinches my nipples, while he licks and sucks them thoroughly.

"God Ana, I love your breast. They were meant just for me." My eyes are focused only on the display of affection Christian is giving my breasts. I can feel my lower body ache for his touch and only his.

"Baby, I'm starving to have you." He moans as he lifts his eyes to watch my reaction as he licks and sucks his way down my sternum, down my stomach, and over my pubic bone.

A moan escapes my mouth, when I feel his lips close down on my clitoris, causing my hips to jerk forward, only for him to rubbing his face deeper in my core. A mixture of both physical and emotional feelings come over me in a second. I want to cry, scream, and shout when I feel the rush of blood run through my veins as he sucks harder, nipping my clitoris while his fingers artfully drive me to the brink.

"God baby, I love it when you become so wet for me. I love the smooth texture of your sweet tasting, juice dripping, pussy." He says as he makes his way back up my body, so we are face to face.

I can smell myself on his lips and I would be lying if I said it didn't turn me on. Licking his lips, he takes advantage and deepens it. My legs voluntarily wrap around his waist only after I wrap my arms around his neck.

Stretching his beautiful defined arms above my head he holds on to the headboard.

"Baby, I don't want to hurt you. So please tell me if this bothers you. If so, we can try a new position." He says attentively. My brows krinkle with confusion as to why it would hurt, but it's soon gone, when he places a kiss between my eyebrows.

Feeling the crown of his penis in the opening of my vagina, I let out a moan.

"Oh, God Christian!"

"Fuck Ana, you're so wet." He grunts, when he slowly penetrates my opening.

I feel once again that overwhelming, overpowering feeling take over me, before I spasm underneath him.

"Christian please. Please go faster." I plead, sinking my nails deep into his shoulder blades. Letting out a roar he begins a mercilessly pounding pace, "Fuck Ana... Your pussy is... So... Fucken... Great!" Gritting his teeth, his hands slam down on the mattress beside my head, which causes me to loosen my grip on his neck and lay flat on the mattress.

"Look at your breasts bounce, as I fuck you, just as you begged for me to do."

"Oh god, Christian. Please don't... Don't... Don't stop!" I scream.

"I could do this all day baby." He smirks. Leaning on his elbows he grabs a hold of my breasts with his hands, without faltering his merciless rhythm on my core.

"Christian, I'm going to..." I moan, when I feel that overpowering orgasm take over once again.

"Fuck, baby I'm going to cum." He breaths shakely. Placing my hands on his cheeks, I bring his face towards mine. Laying soft wet kisses on his lips, he grunts and closes his eyes tightly. I can feel his penis twitch with need inside of me, and I now he's going to cum any second.

"Ana, fuck..." He moans loudly his release, which starts me on a new orgasm. Reaching between us he pinches my clitoris as my orgasm flows out of me, only to have Christian pull out and place his mouth over my core to drink me in.

A few seconds later, I feel Christian climb back up my body, only for him to stop at my abdomen.

In a very apologetic, but loving voice he says, "I'm sorry kiddo, mommy asked."

I wake with a start, only to find an amused Luke sitting in front of me.

Smirking he asks, "Who's Christian?"

Not answering his question, but choosing to scowl at him instead. I stand, with a dampness between my legs, and make my way to the restroom.