I didn't have the time to re-read this chapter, so I apologize for typos, bad grammar and any weird sentences that won't make any sense. Another thing is that as most of you know I am expecting my fourth child and I am due in January, so I will try to update as often as possible, because I want to have all of my stories complete by December or else I might not be able to update before April or May...

Christian

"Baby, this can't be Ethan. He is dead they checked his dental records and it was a match."

"I ... I know, but it is just that is his jacket. I know it, because Mia, Kate and I made fun of him when he bought it, because of the stupid print on the back."

"Are you sure, this could be just coincidence."

"Christian, he bought it online, in one of those shops where one can have a design of his liking printed or embroidered on the clothes. Ethan made the design himself. What are the chances that two people create the same design and have it embroidered on the same type of jacket?"

I stare at her, but she looks convinced. Fuck it, does that mean the dead body in the cabin wasn't Ethan Kavanagh?

"Do you think this is Ethan?" I ask her and I know that Flynn would be proud of me for not spanking her then and there, because she rolls her eyes at me.

"Ethan is dead, but what if this guy is the missing link between Ethan and Elena?" and suddenly hearing her say that it's like finding the missing puzzle piece and everything falls into place. Damn it, my wife is not only sexy as fuck, she is also damn clever.

"Hell, you mean this guy knew Ethan and Elena... or maybe she planted him near Ethan to get more information on you. Fuck me, what if Ethan told him that we would go to the cabin and that he was staying at his parents cabin."

"Yes, and it would also explain how Ethan knew how to find me while I was in France. I always wondered how he managed to find me, because at the time I wasn't talking to Mia and Kate, so he had no way of knowing where I was."

"That would make sense. I mean Elena didn't want us together, so it did fit her plans to let me think that you hooked up with Ethan while in Europe."

"And it would explain how that guy managed to get into my apartment. My mom has a spare key, it would have been easy for Elena to take it and make a copy without my mom finding out."

Sawyer and Taylor, who just entered the security office are both listening to us intently and I look up at Taylor.

"Taylor, is it possible for you to get access to the security tapes of the apartment building where Ethan Kavanagh used to live. If you check those tapes, the tapes of the lobby here and the ones from Esclava we might be able to find the same person in all of them."

"On it, Sir."

"Good, come on baby, let's pack and leave." I get up and she gives me that puppy look of hers.

"Do we really have to leave? I want to decorate the tree. There is no way this guy can come up here and we have security here. Please Christian, I want to stay home."

I stare at her cursing myself that it is so hard for me to say no to her. It would be best to leave, but she is giving me that darn look and before I know it I hear myself talking to Sawyer.

"I want Ryan and Reynolds to stay in here all night to watch the monitors of the security cameras. We are staying." Sawyer nods and I turn to Ana.

"I have to be at Grey House around 8 tomorrow morning. You can take your laptop with you and do your online shopping from my office. You are not staying here alone."

"Okay, but can Ace and Angel sleep in our bedroom tonight? I worry about them when they have to sleep in the great room."

Oh damn it, it's not that I don't like her dogs but Ace is snoring so fucking loud it annoys the crap out of me and Angel fucking farts all night long.

"Please?"

"Fine. One night, but for the love of god ask Gail to buy different dog food. There has to be a solution for that little stinker."

"It's the canned food with chicken, but Gail already tried something new and it wasn't that bad anyway." she says and I huff, the whole room smelled like a group of elephants had taken a crap in it, but wisely I say nothing.

"Come on, Mrs. Grey let's decorate the tree." I take her hand and we make our way to the tree where Ana opens the box she took from her apartment.

"Ace, Angel" she calls out and I actually feel bad for the dogs when she puts them in little reindeer costumes. They look miserable.

"Look at them, aren't they cute?" she asks all smiles and before I know it she gets two Santa hats from the box.

"No way baby, I am not going to wear a stupid Santa hat" I tell her... five minutes later we are both wearing them and I can no longer try to tell myself that I am not completely pussy whipped. I guess there are worse things...

"Hah! I've found it!" Ana exclaims suddenly after rummaging through the box and holds a small wooden box in her hand.

"What is in there?"

"I don't know. Your grandma gave it to me when I was fifteen or sixteen, she told me I am not allowed to open it until I am married and that it is for a Christmas tree, I guess since I am married now I can finally open it." I watch her open it and what ever is in the box has in tears.

"Ana, what is wrong baby?"

"Look Christian" she holds it out for me and shit, that has even me emotional. It's an ornament and on it is a picture of me holding Ana in my arms on her very first Christmas when she was less than four months old.

"Do you think it is to late to call your grandma?" she asks and I check the time.

"She should be still up, she likes to watch TV in the evening." I take my phone out, dial my grandma and put it on speaker.

"Trevelyan?"

"Hi Grandma, it's Christian."

"Oh, hello sweet boy, it so nice to hear from you, you should call more often." she says and Ana punches my arm when I roll my eyes... yup, pussy whipped!

"I know, I am sorry Grandma. Actually, I am here with Ana and we are just decorating our Christmas tree."

"Really, that is nice. Your apartment needs some nice decorating and some color, it's so sterile, good thing you have a wife now, she'll make a home out of that big art gallery of yours. How are you Ana?"

"I am fine Grandma Trevelyan. Do you remember the small box you've given me when I was a teenager, I've opened it tonight. The ornament is lovely, thank you so much."

"You are very welcome, sweet girl."

"Ana is right, it's very thoughtful Grandma, but... well, what would you have done if Ana had married someone else?"

"Oh, don't be ridiculous Christian. You would never had let that happen, you loved that girl the moment you first laid eyes on her. You never left her out of sight and even let your mother show you how to change her diapers." my grandma says and I smirk down at Ana, her face is a flame and she is looking anywhere but at me.

"What if she didn't want to marry me, grandma?"

"Now Christian, I know man aren't that smart when it comes to woman, but little Ana was hero worshipping you right from the start. There was never any risks that the two of you wouldn't get married. Sure, there was a time where your parents and siblings thought that you are more interested in men, but I knew better."

"You did?" I ask.

"Of course, ever since Ana was a teenager you have been a walking hard on in her presence" Fuck me, tell she did not just say that.

Though when I look at Ana who is literally rolling on the floor and biting down on her Santa hat, so she doesn't make any sound I know that my Grandma really said it. Damn, she has no filter.

"Umm... okay, this call is getting really awkward now Grandma, I'll call you back sometime this week. Bye Grandma."

I hang up and watch Ana who is now howling with laughterand holding her belly.

"Oh my god... did she really say that?" Ana laughs and her laughter is so infectious that I have to laugh too.

"Yes, I guess she did, now quit the laughing Mrs. Grey or I might have to check your diapers" I tease her and she covers her face in her hands.

"Can we please never bring that up again, that is so mortifying!"

"I just wanted to take care of you right from the start, like I want to do now" I say and she cups my face in her hands.

"Sweetie, usually that would have been a really sweet thing to say, but in that context it is kind of creepy or would you like it if I would knock at the bathroom door and ask if I can come in to wipe your butt?"

"I can see where you are coming from, how about that, I want to take care of all your needs, except for your bathroom needs" I offer her with a smirk and she laughs again.

"On that we can agree, Mr. Grey, now let's get this Christmas tree decorated, because I have some needs I need you to attend to sooner rather than laters, baby" she says with a wink and so we decorate the tree together.

Ana

I am so bored. There is nothing to do for me in Christian's office. I've done my online shopping, watered the few plants in his office, called my mom, gave Christian a blow job while he was on the phone and while he was in a meeting I was really tempted to clean the windows in his office just so I had something to do, but they are perfectly clean, so I gave up on that plan. So, now while he is in another meeting I sitting over the really hard task of sorting the paper clips from the jar on his desk by color.

"Hey baby, that was my last meeting for today, I've asked Andrea to order lunch for us. What are you doing?"

"Arranging your paper clips by color... I am so bored, do you see this, that is my bored face" I say and point to face.

"I know baby, tomorrow I'll have TV for you installed so you can watch TV while I have to work."

"I could just hang out at Kate's. I've called her. Mia is staying with her for today, but she is alone tomorrow. I wanted to offer her to stay at my place, but that wouldn't have been safe for her."

"I would feel better to have you at Grey House, but I can have one of the security guys drive Kate over here and you can spend some time with her in the cafeteria." I look at him and I know that he is on edge with the whole situation that is going on, so I don't want to add to all the stress he already has.

"Sounds good. Oh and I've asked Kate if she remembers that Ethan had a best friend or someone he would hang out with often and she told me that he was often on the phone with someone she didn't know, but she had never met the guy. I'm thinking about asking Anya, but that is such a hard topic for her, so I thought I might ask her to come over for dinner tonight."

"Yes, of course. Maybe she knows something, at this point we can use any last bit of information we can get."

In the afternoon I have changed into a dress, black thigh highs and high heels, and put on a little make up for the press conference. I'm still in the small bathroom that belongs to Christian's office and I can feel my anxiety rise. What if I get a panic attack or the security can't hold them back or what if they want me to say something?

Suddenly it feels like the walls are closing in on me and sit on the floor just rocking myself back and forth... I can't do this.

"Baby, what is wrong?" I hear Christian's voice and look up surprised. "You didn't answer when I knocked, what happened?"

"I don't know if I can do this, the press conference."

"Do you want me to call it off?"

"But then they won't leave us alone?" shit that makes my anxiety even worse.

"Baby, hey, look at me! Tell me, what exactly is it that makes you so anxious?"

"I ... I don't know, what if they want me to say something or the security can't hold them back or... I don't know it just scares me." I confess and he takes my hand and entwines our fingers.

"See this baby, there is nothing you have to be afraid of as long as you are holding my hand. I would never let anything happen to and all you need to do while I am giving them a short statement is to hold my hand. They won't even try to come too close to us, they know they are going to be kicked out the second they try. But if this is too much, I call it off and find another way to deal with them. You don't have to do it, if you feel that it is too much for you."

I stare at our entwined fingers and for some reason it calms me down immediately. It's the effect he has on me, he makes me feel calm and safe.

"Don't call it off, let's just get this over with. I want to go home soon, Gail wanted to bake some of her special muffins, the chocolate once with the melted chocolate in the core."

"Good, then let's do this." he helps me up and leans down to kiss me and suddenly, I have the overwhelming urge to feel him inside. So I deepen the kiss the reach between us to open his belt.

"Mmm... baby... we don't have time" Christian murmurs against my lips, but I don't care.

"Please, I need to feel you inside me, please Christian" I whisper against his lips and continue by opening the button and zipper of his pants.

"Screw them, they can wait" he mutter and turns me around. "Press your palms flat against the wall, baby" he orders and as I do so I hear him lock the bathroom door.

"You have to be quiet Ana, Taylor is in my office and the bathroom is not soundproof" he says and kneels behind me and slowly pushes my dress up until my behind is exposed to his view. He removes my panties and just as slowly and I want to protest, I thought this was going to be quick and now he is taking his sweet time.

"I thought this was going to be quick" I pout and I hear him chuckle deep in his throat.

"We are going to make this quick, baby, but first I have to get you ready for me" he says and pulls my hips back. "Part your legs a little more!" he orders and as I do it he runs his nose along my sex and inhales deeply making me blush fifty shades of crimson.

"You smell so good baby, but I know that you taste even better" he says huskily and then he mouth is on me and I don't care if he wants to take this slow or fast, just as long he doesn't stop.

When he pushes his tongue into my entrance I moan loudly. "Hush, I don't want Taylor to hear you" he admonishes me and I try, but it is so hard when he does that to me.

By the time he stops I am so wet I feel myself dripping and I know this is just what he wants and what really turns him on, but I don't have the time to think about it because without any warning he thrusts into me hard.

"Fuuuccckkk" I cry out and he lands a firm slap on my behind.

"Quiet!" he hisses between gritted teeth and I wish I had something to bite because I know I want be able to keep as he picks up a rapid pace and his fingers dig into my hips.

Heat spreads from deep in my belly through my entire body and legs start to shake as I feel myself insides quiver.

"Fuck yes, Ana squeeze my dick with your pussy" Christian growls and when I do it he reaches around to pinch my clit with just enough force to tip me over the edge and we both reach our climax.

Ten minutes later we are in the elevator with Taylor on our way to the cafeteria where the press conference is going to take place. I know that Taylor knows exactly what Christian and I were doing in the bathroom, but he is not giving anything away. With us in the elevator are two young men and both are staring at me, but they stop when Christian notices it and turns to glare at them.

We leave the elevator on the second floor, the men get out too and I hear one of them say:

"Fuck, have you seen Grey's wife, I would pay to have her wrap those sexy legs around my neck just once or claim that perfect ass."

Christian stops mid stride, his hand squeezing mine to the point where it is almost painful.

"Please Christian, ignore them" I beg quietly.

"Ignore them? Hell, if I allow my employees to disrespect my wife like that" he hisses and turns to Taylor.

"Find out their names and call HR I want them out before the day is over" he says and Taylor nods looking eager to follow his instructions. Hell, he is almost as protective over me as Christian... and I like it. I don't want to be seen as weak, but I am not naive enough to think that I could deal with any situation that might arises on my own, so I am thankful to have people in my life who deeply care for me.

Inside the cafeteria I almost want to bolt and hide in Christian's office. This is seriously insane. There are dozens of reporters and camera teams. I know Christian is a public figure because of his success, but he is no rock star or a member of some European royal family for heavens sake.

"Ignore them, focus on me and think about all the naughty things I am going to do you once we are home" he whispers into my ear as we walk up to the small podium.

I just stand next to Christian and watch him almost in awe as he gives the statement that we are married.

Talking in front of people seems to come natural to him and he is also a pro in ignoring inappropriate questions, but I see him discreetly giving Taylor a sign to remove one of the reporters for the building when he asks if the rumors are true that we don't have a prenup and if I would consider to marry him after I have dumped Christian to get half of his money. After that Christian has enough of listening to them and they get two minutes to take some pictures of us and after that we leave and Christian takes the rest of the day off.

Around six pm Anya arrives at Escala and the first thing I see is that she has a huge bruise on her cheek.

"Oh my god! What happened to your face" I gasp and take a closer look.

"Nothing I umm tripped" she mutters.

"Anya, please you are a terrible liar. Tell me what happened" I say and Christian who is now having a look at her face looks pissed.

"Who the fuck punched you, Anya?"

"I... well... shit you two are going to be so mad at me" she whines and I usher her to the sofa.

"Just tell me what happened."

"I've told my former best friend Julie that you two are married now and the day after I had told her she came to school with a freaking Gucci bag. I know her family can't afford shit like that so I asked her where she got the bag and well... she is the one who told the media about your wedding. I got mad at her and we yelled at each other... I kind of called her a nasty piece of shit in front of the entire school and she ran off crying. The next day her older brother came to me when I was already late for my next class and he punched me in the face for what I've said to his sister. I'm so so sorry, please don't be mad at me I am really, really sorry" she says and Christian pushes to his feet.

"Fuck! God damn it I can't believe it" he yells and Anya bursts into tears.

"Christian! It's not her fault, Julie was her friend since kindergarten." I hiss.

"I am not mad about her telling anyone, Ana. But what kind of mentally disturbed piece of shit punches a girl in the face. I want his name Anya."

"Please don't. He already turned half of the school against me and I can't ..."

"Anya, you let me deal with that little fucker. No one has the right to hit you, like it or not, we are family now I and won't let anyone bully or worse hit any woman in my family." he says kneels in front of her and takes her hands in his. "Please Anya, he deserves to be punished for what he has done to you. You can't just try to ignore things like that or you end up being every ones doormat. You deserve to be treated better like that and he a man who hits women... that is just not right." he says and finally Anya gives him the name of the boy.

I know Christian will deal with it, but I would love to drive over to his house and give him a taste of his own medicine.

Christian and I agreed silently that it is not the right time to ask Anya if she knows any of Ethan's friend, but we have just finished dinner when Taylor comes in.

"Sir, we found something in the security footage" he announces and Christian and get both up.

"What is going on?" Anya asks... may she knows him when she sees him, I think to myself.

"Come, maybe you can help us." I say and so we all follow Taylor into the security office where Reynolds is laying out some pictures he has printed out.

"Anya, do you know the man in the pictures?" I ask and let her look at them first.

"No, never seen him before, looks a bit creepy though" she shrugs and Christian looks at the pictures before letting me get a closer look. As I stare at the man I get the feeling that for some reason he looks familiar and then it hits me.

"Fuck, where is Sawyer?" I ask and Reynolds gets up to get Sawyer.

"What is it Ana?"

"I have seen this guy before, Christian. He lives here. A while ago I was in the elevator with him and he kept staring at me in a really creepy way. Sawyer was with me and he agreed that something about the guy was creepy."

"Mrs. Grey?" I hear Sawyer and turn around.

"Sawyer, here look, you remember him right?"

"Yes Ma'am. Is that the man who broke into your apartment?"

"We think so." I say and his face hardens.

"Do you have a name Luke?" Christian wants to know.

"No Sir, I have to apologize, I was trying to find out who he is, but then the whole mess took place and it slipped my mind." Sawyer looks devastated that this happened to him and I feel bad for him.

"Just find out who that guy is now, I want answer as soon as we know him and know what his agenda is we can hopefully put all that shit behind us." Christian says and I hope he is right, but deep down I have this terrible feeling as if something bad is about to happen...