It is 10.30am when my morning meeting finishes. As I thought the editors all did a one 180 degree turn on the author I wanted to sign, and by the end of my report all my editors wanted to take her on. I assigned her to the best editor I have Camila stewart, I knew our riske' author would be fine in her capable hands.

I head back to my office and buzz for Hannah to join me. "Hannah, can you come in please and bring my schedule, i'd like to move things around so that I am free tomorrow."

"Certainly Mrs Grey, I'll be right in."

Hannah is in my office within seconds, and takes a seat opposite me. "I can move most of your appointments forward to Thursday, and one or two to friday." she mumbles while jotting things down in the diary.

"Great, make sure anything important is moved to Thursday first."

"Not a problem." she smiles.

"Whats my morning looking like today?" I query. She flicks back a few pages and skims down the page with her finger.

"You are free till 2.30 when you have an interview with a Miss Chalmers who's applying for an internship."

"So nothing this morning then?"

"No Mrs Grey."

"Okay, thanks Hannah, that'll be all."

"Yes Mrs Grey." she nods and makes her away out of my office.

I sit there playing mith my wedding band. I twist it around and around, and move it up and down my finger. We have been in a bubble of perfect married bliss for months now, so i'm trying hard to fight the plan thats grown in my mind which would risk popping it.

If Sawyer comes with me to see Jose, I know it will make Jose feel uncomfortable, and if something is wrong, chances are Jose won't open up to me. I also wouldn't put it past Christian to turn up just before lunch with a convienantly empty schedule so that he can come with me.

I loose the battle in my mind. I know what I have to do. I pick up my blackberry and dial the number.

"Ana?" Jose answers.

"Hi Jose."

"Are you ringing to cancel?" he questions in a much friendlier tone than last night.

"No actually, I was ringing to see if your free now?"

"Yea...a...actually I am." he stutters.

"Great, are you able to come and get me?"

"Okay, something wrong with your R8?" he takes a dig.

"No, I was dropped off this morning, and i'd like to ditch my security so can you come to the back entrance and i'll met you there once i've distracted my body guard."

"Still the rebel huh?" he chuckles. "I'll be there in 10."

"See you then." I hang up and immediately buzz through to Hannah.

"Yes Mrs Grey."

"Hannah i'm heading out for awhle, I will divert all my calls through to your line, if Christian calls could you please just tell him i'm busy and will call him later."

"um, okay Mrs Grey. Can I tell him where your going?"

"No." I snap, knowing fair well that Christian has had words with her regarding myself, and as with everyone he talks to she follows orders. "Look just tell him I am in a meeting on the other side of town okay."

"ah, yes Mrs Grey." and the line goes dead. I make one last call.

"is everything okay Mrs Grey?" Sawyer answers.

"Fine Sawyer. Look i've left some important papers on my desk at home, I need you to go get them for me, just bring the blue folder."

"I'm the only person here watching you Mrs Grey, I wouldn't feel right leaving you, perhaps I can get Prescott to bring them in?"

Fuck, I need to think quickly here.

"Prescott is escorting Gail and the children today on an outing." I say lying through my teeth, I know that Ava is coming to our house. "Sawyer, i'm going to be stuck in a meeting for the next hour anyway, you'll be back before i'm even out." I hold my breath for his answer, knowing he's breaking all protocol here.

"I don't feel good about this mam, but okay, if your going to be stuck here in a meeting, i'll leave straight away." Phew!

"Thank you Sawyer." and I end the phone call. I set my phone up to divert all incoming calls to Hannah, switch it to silent mode and place it in my desk drawer knowing it can be traced if I have it with me. I'm breathing quite heavily, I haven't pulled a stunt like this in a long time, I feel guilty and strangely liberated at the same time. I grab my bag and head hastily for the back entrance.

Joses car is already there waiting. I look around to see if anyones seen me then practically dive into the front seat slamming the door behind me.

"Drive." I point ahead.

"Geez, whats with the dramatics?" he laughs.

"Oh, you know me, love making everything difficult." I chuckle.

"It's good to see you Ana, you look great." he looks over at me smiling.

"Thanks Jose, I am great." I beam over at him.

I watch as the smile on his face drops and his expression turns to one of hurt and fear maybe? Once again there is an awkward silence.

"Jose, whats wrong?" I finally break the silence.

"Ana...I" Jose stops, his voice choking up. He drives futher up the street then pulls over outside a little Irish bar. "Let's have a drink." he gestures towards the pub.

"Okay, maybe just one, I have to go back to work." I grab my bag and climb out of the car. We walk into the bar still silent and head over to the bartender behind the counter.

" two beers." Jose requests and pulls me over to a booth at the back of the building. He doesn't say a word to me while we wait for the waitress to bring our drinks over. It doesn't take long for the energetic blonde to make her way over, our drink balanced perfectly on a tray in her open palm. Her hair is pulled back tightly in a ponytail and her green shirt and black jeans are about 2 sizes too small for her.

"Thank you." I mumble as she places our drinks in front of us. Jose just nods and she turns to walk away.

"Jose look, I'm sorry...but what the fuck?" I snap. " I mean I know we haven't seen each other in awhile, and I know thats because you had feelings for me that I couldn't return, but YOU contacted me. I'm sorry I don't feel the same way, theres nothing I can do about that, but would you please stop treating me so coldly, your making me feel uncomfortable." I take a deep breath feeling a little relieved to have got that off my chest.

"Ana...I.." he looks like he's in pain. "I don't know how to say this."

"Just say it." I grumble.

"Okay Ana, but just hear me out before you loose the plot okay?"

"Loose the plot?" I look at him with an angry confused look.

"Ana when you married Christian, I was broken, I withdrew from everyone, I gave up photography, I was depressed."

"Jose." I stop him, not liking where this is going, and not wanting to hear a declaration of love.

"Ana, just let me finish please."

"Okay." I shrug my shoulder and sink into my seat a little.

"I thought my world had ended, I never thuoght i'd find someone I wanted as much as I wanted you, but after a few months I did." he bows his head and starts playing with his fingers.

"Thats great Jose." I smile happy to hear he's moved on but he ignores my comment and carries on.

"She was great, and beautiful, and an artist just like me. She encouraged me to start taking photographs again, she even found a silent partner who has been funding my exhibitions and set me up with all sorts of photography contracts. Everything went so fast, someone i've never met had magazines chasing me, celebrities were hiring me for photoshoots. It was all happening so fast I got swept away."

"Thats a good thing isn't it?"

"Ana, PLEASE!" he shouts. I stare at him confused, my mouth gaping at his outburst.

"We decided to moved in together, and everything changed. She became distant, and pre-occupied with something. I thought maybe we had moved to fast and she was a bit overwhelmed so I decided to take her away for the weekend, a surprise. I organised a trip to Vegas, and on Friday morning when she left to work I began packing our bags. He pauses to take a large gulp of beer and nearly downs the lot. He slams the glass down on the table making the remaining beer jump up and out of the glass. I jump in my seat.

"Dam it ANA." he whispers forcefully.

"What?" I snap. "What the fuck does this have to do with me Jose?" I can feel my temper rising.

"Ana, I found photos in her drawer."

"Photos?" I ask puzzled

"Fuck Ana, Christians cheating on you."

"What!." I hiss, now i'm really angry, how dare he make up stories about Christian like this.

"Ana, they were photos of Christian. Heaps of photos, ones of him in his apartment, some of you with him over town and at home, then there were others... ones with different girls... doing... well kinky shit in some sort of fucked up torture room. There were photos of him with My girl too...in that room."

I am frozen. I feel all the blood drain from my face and into my stomach. I feel like i'm going to throw up. It's not possible. I know exactly what photos he's talking about, but we destroyed those photos a long time ago.

"Jose, Christians not cheating on me, those photos were taken a long time ago, before I even met Christian."

"But?" Jose looks lost.

"Jose, whats your girlfriends name?" I ask

"Lulu." he replies.

"Lulu, as in Leila?"

"yeah." he looks even more confused that probably know her.

"FUCK!." I scream. Everyone in the bar looks over at us and I bow my head. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Jose, Leila is an ex of Christian, it was a few year before he met me, but believe me, I KNOW her."

"Oh."

"Jose, where are the photos?"

"I hid them in my car trunk."

"Can I have them?" I ask

"Sure, i'll be glad to fucking get rid of them anyway." he mumbles. "Theres more Ana."

"Theres more?" I ask exasperated.

"When I confronted Lulu about the photos she told me she was working with someone to take Christian Grey down, and that if I told anyone things would turn nasty and my financial backer would destroy my career. Ana, i'm risking a lot here, but I couldn't not tell you, your my best friend, you always will be. I love you Ana."

Oh this is so many shades of fucked up! Jose is seeing one of Chritians ex subs who is keeping kinky pictures and plotting to take Christian down. This would make a great book!

"Jose, does Leila know we are friends?"

"Yes she does, she wasn't happy about it at all when she found out and made me promise to never see or talk to you again unless she asked me to..I've kept that promise, until today." he looks tired and hurt.

She is using Jose as a pawn in her game but it backfired on her, because he came to me.

"Oh Jose, i'm so sorry you got caught up in all of this."

What am I going to do. I take a few sips of my beer and come up with acshort term plan.

We agree that Jose will act as if everything is fine with Leila, play her game with her, make her think she's in control until we find out who she's working with. I'll talk to Christian and then go from there. Oh he is going to go ape! We head to the apple store where I purchase Jose an iphone, he'll keep it hidden and i'll use it to contact him on. On the way there I fill him in on Leilas past, guns and all. He's so angry when he finds out shes the crazy ex that had me at gun point, he knew about the incident, but never knew about the girl.

"I thought she had moved on, we all did." I say. "She even came to my office and appologised." I shake my head in disbelief. I had felt sorry for her!

There are so many things floating through my head. Christians reaction, are there more copies of the photos, who is her accomplice, what are they planning to do to take Christian down? I feel lost and overwhelmed. I need my fifty.

"Can you drop me off at Grey house please Jose?"

"sure."

We drive the rest of the way in silence. Eventually we pull up outside my husbands building. We sit in silence for a moment.

"Thank you Jose." I whisper

"for what?" he mumours, not looking at me, he is still trying to get his head around everything.

"For choosing to tell me."

"I'll always choose you Ana, it'll always BE you." He chokes on his words, holding back tears.

We get out of the car and he opens his trunk, lifts the bottom lining and pulls out a large white envelope and hands it to me.

"I've got your back Jose, I won't let them involve you in this, or destroy your career, your just going to have to trust me... and trust Christian."

He nods still refusing to look at me. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around him. Immediately I feel his frozen body thaw. "I'm sorry you had to find out about Leila like this." I whisper in his ear.

"She looked so much like you Ana." he sobs and pulls me in tighter.

"I'll be in touch soon, just play along okay?" I can feel my eyes beginning to water and I pull away from him. Oh Jose, I can never give you what you want, it'll only ever be my fifty. Tears are streaming down my face as he says goodbye and drives away.

I make my way to the elevator on the first floor, by-passing reception. Everyone is staring at me. I've only been here a few times, so seeing the bosses wife has obviously taken them by suprise. I block them all out and just focus on getting to Christian. The elevator seems to take forever to arrive at ground floor. There are girls huddled at a desk behind me whispering and staring. I am relieved that when the elevator finally arrives, it is empty. I stroll in and push the button to Christians floor several times hoping it will make the doors shut faster. It doesn't.

The inside of the elevator is mirrored on 3 sides so I use the time travelling up to make myself a little more presentable. I pull a hairtie out of my bag and tie my hair up in a loose bun on the top of my head, straighten out my dress, and pinch my cheeks just as the elevator pings.

"Mrs Grey." Andrea gasps as the elevator doors open. "Mr Grey has been trying to.." I put my hand up to stop her there.

"Is he in?" I ask.

"Yes." she gestures towards his closed office door.

"Thank you." I smile and walk right over, opening the door without knocking. I stop in the open door way when I see Taylor and Roz with him. Christians standing at the glass wall looking out over the city. He turns around and looks over at me eyeing me up and down. His hair is all sexy and ruffled up, he's been worrying about me.

"Roz, Taylor." He nods at the door and they both turn towards me and make their way out. Roz shoots me a goodluck grin, and Taylor just glares. He's angry I ditched Sawyer. Shit. Taylor closes the door behind them.

"Where the FUCK have you been Ana?" he's glaring at me, he's pissed!

He walks over to his desk and slams his fist down. "FUCK Ana, I thought we were past all this shit." and throws his hands up in the air.

I grab the envelope out of my bag and walk over to him slowly. He is watching me cautiously. I put my hand into the envelope and pull the photos out and throw them down to his desk so they spread out in front of him. He looks up at me in shock.

"But?"...