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APOV
I open my eyes, squinting against the sunlight streaming in. I turn around in Christian's arms to see his face. Dark lashes fanned out against his cheek bone. His lips were slightly parted and his hair, even though was a bed head, looked GQ model worthy. There is no denying it. He is beautiful. But, you can't call a man beautiful, perhaps handsome. But, to me, even that one word does not sum him up. He is a miracle. My miracle. He probably wasn't as caring or nice to his staff. I had already seen that by the way he treated Taylor. But, he had changed my world in the few days I've known him.
I lightly placed my hand on his face, cupping his cheek and slightly rubbing my thumb lightly against his cheekbone. I paused when he gave out a low groan.
Slowly, he opened his beautiful grey eyes. "Good morning Beautiful" He called me beautiful! I can't help but smile, especially when he leans down to kiss my forehead. That's when I remember last night, and I blush.
"Good morning" I tell him shyly. He chuckles. I guess he figured out what I was thinking about. Good thing the sheets are covering us. I don't think I could stand the embarrassment if we were both visibly naked right now.
I lean up to kiss him, my hands wrapping around his shoulder and his around my waist. I don't know how long we kiss, but when we finally break apart, gasping for breath, we hear voices outside the room.
"What the...?" Christian mumbles. Just as he is about the push the sheets off himself and get up, the door flings open causing him to pull the sheet back up.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTIAN" Mia and Elliot scream as they barge in. And they don't stop there, they leap onto the bed, making both Christian and me roll to opposite ends. Elliot lands next to me, or more like half on top of me and doesn't get off and Mia next to Christian.
"Ewwwww!" I hear from Mia. I guess she realized the situation.
"Hey Ana" I hear from Elliot. I give a smile in return, pulling my sheets up to my chin.
"Damn bro, did you have a nice night?"
"Yes Elliot, thank you for your concern. Now, if you would, Move the fuck away from my wife!"
"Whateves Bro. Now, tell me about that gorgeous, sexy Kawasaki in your garage."
I lift myself on my forearms to see Christian's expression. He smirks, before answering, "my birthday present from my beautiful wife here."
Elliot turns to look at me, raising an eyebrow, "Damn Ana, maybe I should've banged you instead of Kate that-" I turn a bright shade of red.
"Elliot" Christian growls
"I think I like who I 'banged' Elliot" I retort.
"Guys. Like EWWWWWWWW! I don't need to hear about my brothers banging, and Elly you better not want to bang Ana. She is our sister in law. WAIT" She turns to look at me, her eyes wide, as if she realized that fact right now. " OH MY GOD. We should totally go shopping. We can buy shoes and clothes and make up. And I can totally be like your own fashion-" Thank you Elliot for slapping a hand over her mouth. I look at Christian bewildered. And he just winks at me. Looks like he is not going to help me with this one. Jerk!
I look at Mia again...she is looking at me with a lot of enthusiasm and I don't want to let her down by saying no.
I give a small smile, "Maybe later Mia"
Eventually they leave, and after a quick round of shower sex, Christian and I step out of the bathroom wrapped in towels. Can I just say that the man has the hands and mouth of a god! I go into his closet where I left some clothes so if anyone sees it, it will seem like I am his actual wife. I turn around to ask him if he can step out of the closet, so I can dress only to be met by a ...sight.
"Grey, tuck that..thing away" I squeal before covering my eyes quickly and turning around. I hear him chuckle before moving closer to me. Smug bastard!
"Did you cover it Grey?" I demand.
"Baby, you did not just call my dick a 'thing'. One does not simply call something that does wonders a 'thing.' Besides, I am doing the world a favor by not 'tucking it away'" He replies smugly, pulling my hands away from my eyes and turning me around. I stare into his eyes, trying to avoid looking down to a part that I know is hanging out.
"Oh really Grey, how so?"
"Just imagine all the tears all the tears I am saving from women all around the world. Come on baby. Look down, you know you want to" he teases.
"Has anyone told you you are a cocky asshole?" I ask sweetly, slapping his chest. He grasps my wrist tightly and stands frozen.
"Christian? Christian...are you ok?" The glazed look he had in his eyes passes and he looks at me. I then realize that it probably was a trigger to a panic attack or something. I saw the cigarette burns on his chest and back, but I just didn't ask anything about it. Fuck I am so stupid.
"I am so sorry Christian. Christian?"
He gives me a tight smile. "It's ok. It didn't hurt. Come on, I want to choose your panties"
I immediately flush. "Wh..What?" He just smirks, mirth floating in his eyes. He steps around me, opening the drawer, and picking out a grey lace pantie and bra set, along with a grey garter and stockings. He then moves to one my dresses, picking out a grey form fitting dress that ends a little above my knees with a darker grey detailing near the sides.
"Why should I even put them on Grey?"
"Because I am the birthday boy. Aren't I? Now, I'm sure there is a rule that says the wife has to do whatever the husband says on his birthday in the marriage handbook or some shit like that" He gives me a lopsided grin, and I can't say no.
I blush even more when he hands me the clothes and tells me to put them on. Giving me a kiss, he walks out of the closet, probably so I'll be a little bit more comfortable. I mean just because we had sex, doesn't mean I was going to prance around naked in front of him. Jeez!
When lunch time rolls around, I pull up at GEH in my Maserati, making people stare and walk in. Christian and I had made plans to meet up for lunch, and go for a ride on his bike, which Taylor completely freaked out about because of security, but we assured him, it was only for some days, and not everyday. And, because I couldn't sit on a bike with a dress on, I had changed into an off shoulder peach colored shirt and some blue short shorts with wedges instead of my pumps. People stop and stare when I walk in the lobby because with my outfit, I don't fit in with the rest of the people who are all dressed in suits.
I walk up to the receptionist.
"Hi, I am here to see Mr. Grey." She scans me with a demeaning look.
"Do you have an appointment?" she asks icily. Bitch!
"No, I am-"
"Doesn't matter, you need an appointment. Though by the looks of it, you will never get one" she interrupts. Does he actually hire these snotty tramps?
Before Sawyer, who is standing a few feet from me, cuts in, I hold my hand up. I dial Christian's number.
"Ana" he says, his voice husky. "Are you here?"
"Yes I am Christian" I make a point of saying 'Christian' right in front of the receptionist. "But, I have to ask. Do you hire these bitches or does someone else. Because apparently my clothes from Neiman Marcus and the Maserati I just drove are simply not enough to ever even see you." I make sure to enunciate some of my words , still standing in front of the troll to make sure she heard me. She just looks at me with wide eyes. Yeah take that!
He takes a second to respond. "I'll be right down."
I stand in front of the receptionist trying to prevent my smug smile form coming out. But, what can I say? The keyword was trying.
True to his word, within a few minutes Christian storms into the lobby with Taylor following close by making everyone stop what they are doing and stare. Oh my. He had changed into dark jeans and a navy blue shirt with the sleeves pulled up to his elbow. He can pull of a suit like the sexiest man alive, but this...there are no words. As he approaches me, his face softens into a smile. He grabs me by my waist, and pulls me into a deep kiss. I don't even know how long we stand there locked in a passionate embrace because I am melting like a puddle, but I definitely heard the gasp of the stupid receptionist. Seriously, does she not know who I am.
We pull apart, and I notice everyone is still staring. Christian gives me a grin before turning to the receptionist with a harsh glare.
"Tell me Ms. Walker, do you know who she is?" he growls.
"Sir, I don't..."
"Well, it is obvious you don't educate yourself very well. This women who you said might never actually get to see me is the wealthiest women in the United States. She is the billionaire CEO of Steele Inc., and my wife. Do you know who the fuck Anastasia Steele is?" he screams. She pales, her eyes widening in recognition.
"Consider yourself fucking fired Ms. Walker. Pack your bags and get out." Everyone is still staring as she starts sputtering. "Get back to work. I don't pay you to stand and stare people" That's when the crowd quickly breaks and leaves the lobby.
He turns to me with a smile. "Let's go baby"
Lunch and the ride was absolutely amazing, although Taylor was freaking out shitless when we disappeared for a little, but all was well. Right now, I am Escala waiting along with the Greys for Christian to come home for his Birthday dinner. Mia is bouncing behind the wall with everyone else like an energizer bunny, while I am standing in the foyer.
I finally hear the elevator ping, and Christian steps out. His face breaks into a smile when he sees me standing in the foyer. I move forward, jumping into his waiting arms, giving him a passionate kiss.
"Hi" I smile shyly.
"Hi" he says equally softly.
"Happy Birthday" The Greys scream as they come out form behind the wall. Oh, I forgot they were there for a second.
I notice his face transition from shock to anger when he notices that Carrick is here.
"What are you doing here dad?" he says calmly, but the anger beneath the calm facade is evident.
"Christian-" I try to say, but he completely ignores me.
"You called my wife a whore and a gold digger when she is anything but. Do you expect me to welcome you with open arms?" he growls.
Carrick hangs his head in shame. "Christian, I know I was wrong. And, ...I regret my words. I am sorry."
"Yeah well-"
"Christian" I say sternly. Grabbing onto his arm I pull him out of earshot.
"Ana he completely disrespected-"
"I know what he did Christian. And, he apologized" Christian looks at me questioningly. "Yesterday morning...I didn't go to a site...I went to Bellevue. For this" I point to where his family is located.
"Listen. Thank you for defending me. You don't know how much that means to me. Much more that what you think it means. But, he is your father, and you are a family. Don't let this come in between you guys, because family is forever. They will always stand by you no matter what. They are the ones that are going to be there for you, because they love you unconditionally. I have accepted his apology. Doesn't mean I am going to forget, but I've accepted it. Now, it is your turn to make up."
"But-"
"No buts Christian. Today is your birthday. Be happy, enjoy with your family, that's what I called them here for, and make up with your dad...because believe it or not, he cares for you...a lot. Ok?"
He sighs deeply before looking into my eyes. "Alright" he breathes. I can't help the smile that comes on to my face. We walk back to where his family is, and he greets everyone more warmly. Especially, his mother. They move into the dining room and I notice Grace linger behind, and she walks up to me with tears in her eyes.
"I've never seen him like this. He seems so happy with you. Thank you Anastasia. " She engulfs me in a hug.
"Just Ana. And, I am the lucky one Grace" I tell her.
They all take a seat in the dining room, but I stop by the kitchen to ask Gail if she could leave my dinner in my study that Christian had made for me.
When I walk back into the dining room, everyone is waiting for me. But, I can't be here. I am not part of this family. I am an outcast, and I know it. Besides, Christian needs to mend the bonds in his family right now.
I walk up to Christian leaning down to kiss him on the forehead. "Enjoy dinner ok? And talk to them. They care about you." Just when I am about to leave, he grabs my wrist.
"Where are you going?" he whispers.
I run a hand through his hair lightly shaking my head. I whisper into his ear. "This is your night, your family Christian. I can't be here."
"Yes you can"
"No, I can't. Besides, I have a meeting in 5 minutes" It is an excuse, but I purposely planned a meeting at this time so Christian can't force me to stay somewhere where I don't belong.
I look up to see everyone watching our exchange, probably not even hearing our words. Grace and Mia have tears in their eyes.
"Excuse me, I have a meeting in 5 minutes." I murmur. But, in a better tone, with fake brightness, I say "Enjoy your dinner"
With that I leave. I leave the image of a family who cares about each other. I leave the image of a perfect family.
CPOV
Ana was perfect. She really is. I never celebrated my birthday before because I never felt like it was a day that was meant to be celebrated. Born to a crack whore..yayayayay! Yeah right. But, her surprise yesterday, all those thoughtful gifts, especially the rose...I've never been more elated. I've never felt more loved and cherished especially by a person, especially one who hasn't even known me for 2 weeks. She is so kind, so caring, not hating the world after what was done to her. And, most of all, I couldn't believe she was still a virgin, on that night. I've never felt more disgusted with myself with the way I spoke to her, treating her like a slut, when she was anything but. And, although, I got to 'make it up' to her. I don't know if it will ever be enough, because losing her virginity should have been hard for her, especially with the oh so lovely welcome I gave her. And after everything, she is still here, wanting me to make amends with my family. But the thing is, although it wasn't real, I've never felt more proud to call her my wife. Then I remember what Elliot told me this morning before he left.
"Be careful Christian, you might not even see her after these 6 months. I know you care about each other, but I don't want you to be hurt ."
I watch her leave the dining room and then I turn to look at my are staring at me like I am an alien. Weird.
"You really love her don't you?" My mother asks while we are eating. I am not sure about love, but because we are supposed to be in 'love,' I nod and tell her 'yes, mom' after casting a glance at Elliot.
"I am so proud of you Christian" my mom sniffles. Oh god. I don't know how to handle that. But, I know she is because she has never actually seen me with a woman before although I have my fuck buddies - they are private-they probably thought I was gay.
"Thanks mom"
It is awkward as we continue to eat. Elliot breaks the silence after a while.
"Bro is that a new watch?"
I can't help the smile when looking at Ana's gift.
"Yup. Ana got it for me." I hold it up for them to see.
"Christian. Wow. A gold and platinum watch, a Kawasaki, what else did you get for your birthday bro?" Elliot's jaw is down, eyes wide. Yep, my wife is aaawweeessooommee. I do a mental cheer.
"2 tickets to a mariners game - VIP section" I don't mention the rose - way too private for me.
"Damn" My family looks at me with wide eyes.
"Yeah, it was really thoughtful" And then comes the Mia storm.
"WOW brother. That's amazing. Ana is so cool, and the best thing she cares about you a lot. But, I am still upset I didn't get to come to your wedding, and Elliot did. I mean how could you-"
"ANDREW YOU FUCKING RETARD. DO YOU EVEN HAVE A BRAIN? WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU THINKING?" I hear Ana yell from her study.
"Excuse me" I mutter before quickly getting up and walking over to her study. I feel my family following behind me.
"WELL GUESS WHAT? YOU FUCKTARD. YOU ARE FUCKING FIRED. SO GET THAT LAZY ASS OUT OF MY COMPANY. I WANT EVERYTHING CLEARED OUT BY TOMORROW. GET THE FUCK OUT" I hear something shatter against the door. I turn back to see my family looking at me with shock written all over their faces.
I cautiously open the door.
"Ana?"
AN" IMPORTANT! Hey guys. Sorry for not updating sooner..but my entire chapter deleted. I had to rewrite it. The party is not done yet..but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting. So here is a little something before the rest of the party. This the family part of it. Tell me what you think. Sorry for mistakes, I know this is not my best chapter, but I am still hoping you like it. PLEASE tell me what you think. PLEASE REVIEW. By the way...I am ont waiting for a lot of reviews or anything to update...it's just I have a lot on my plate right now. So, updating is difficult. Hopw you guys understand. PLEASE PLEASE Revview. Try to reach 390?
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