AN: Hey guys, I love your reviews, and sorry for the late update

To answer some of your questions - Ana already knows who Christian is...but because she is drunk, she doesn't recognize him automatically. But when she is in the shower, she starts to put pieces together and when she hears the news reporter go "-tian grey" she puts him together. And I will try to make the chapters a bit longer, then again, this is my first time so... By the way...there Christian doesn't have a BDSM background. Please don't stop reading...PLEASE

CPOV

Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...The woman that I have slept with, married and disrespected is ANASTASIA STEELE?

"I thought your base was in New York?" I ask.

"Keyword Was. I was moving my office to Seattle, to manage some of my acquisitions in the West coast."

Wow.

I am 28 years old and America's 5th Richest man. Can you guess who is 6th?

...Ding Ding Ding!

Anastasia Steele...Amassing over 36 Billion Dollars. And She was only 25 years old. 25 years of long tan legs that left men drooling in their wake, and a sexy body that was enough to make every Victoria Secret Angel jealous. And now that she had showered, I could tell that although her bloodshot eyes still existed, she was drop dead gorgeous. Waist length chocolate brown hair, big bright blue eyes that almost resembled a baby doll, and high cheekbones with a overall, heart shaped face. That was when I realized where I had seen her. It was in a Green Magazine that promoted Green Technology for future endeavors, and she had done a cover shoot for that, and some of the technology that belonged to her company was included in the Magazine.

Damn, after I saw her picture, with her in a fitted Grey Armani Suit, I had a raging boner that no amount of Jerking off could solve for the next 5 hours.

I was knocked out of my obvious ogling session, when Flynn introduced himself. Fucker.

"I am John Flynn, Christian's P.A."

Then, Blondie decided she had to be in the picture as well.

"Kate, Ana's head of PR Department and best friend." I think I will avoid her as much as possible. She seemed like that prodding and bubbly type of girls that I...disliked...well, except my sister Mia. But, that is an exception. One exception.

"Ok, so how are we going to get out of this?" My wife suggested.

"Get out of it?" Kate and Flynn shrieked.

"Absolutely not!" Flynn said. Ok, I pay this fucknut way too much for him to say that. I thought this man was bright! What the fuck?

"What the fuck? why not?" I, all but screamed.

"Because, first of all, if you get divorced right away, the press will dig up, and your reputation will be tarnished."

"So? Why does that include me Kate?" Anastasia demands.

"Ana, you do realize that although they may not know now who Christian had married, like John said, they will dig up, and guess what, next day your face will be splashed on the front pages of tabloids. Plus, for both of you, you having a marital status will give you an advantage in your businesses. Ana, the Japanese who we have been chasing after the deal for the past 5 months could possibly look at you with more respect just because you are married. It shows that you are a committed young woman. Same goes for you Christian, I don't know what you are dealing with, but I know that the status could help the both of you." Kate reasons.

Damn, that woman had a smart mind. I need one of those.

"Forever?" Anastasia asks, speaking my mind. Hey, great minds think alike.

"No, for 6-9 months. By then, the media thing will have calmed down, and once you both are out of the spotlight, you can do the divorce. And, Ana, by then, hopefully the Japanese deal will be closed and if Christian..."

"Okay we get it...but we have to convince everyone that Anastasia and I have been in love to prove that it was a proper marriage."

"...Got it, we can say that you met in a Business conference around two years ago about Green technology, which both of your companies invest in. From then on, you had a long distance relationship, and you met here in Vegas for whatever reason...and Boom," Flynn finally speaks from where he was sitting, tapping around on his ipad.

Yep, now I know why I hired that fucknut. He makes a lot of sense when he needs to.

"And no one knew about it because both of you were very private people," Kate adds on. Makes sense.

"Um...Anastasia, do you have a home prepared in Seattle already, because it would look best if you lived in Escala with me."

"No, but...sure, only for the appearances though."

"Trust me wifey" I smirked...Wow, did her lips just go up at the corners a bit? I blinked. When I looked at her again, her face remained stoic. Maybe, I had mistaked that for a smile.

"Ok, we'll let you guys...pack," Elliot said. When Kate, and Flynn had left, Elliot turned around, "And little bro, enjoy your marriage" and shut the door. Wiseass motherfucker.

Anastasia and I stared at eachother, sizing the other up, neither of us backing down. Finally, I let go of the stare and walked near the bed, when I noticed something...peculiar.

Was that blood on the sheets?

AN: Please review...I need some ideas