CPOV

I'm starting to think something happened to Anastasia. Of course, every father is protective of his little girl but that was overprotective. I have to find out what is going on. I'm at a loss as to what could have happened. And my only clues are, her saying she doesn't date, Katherine's overly concern for her during our first date, even her friend José worried about me being there alone with Anastasia. I brushed it off at first but now her overprotective father. No boyfriends in her background check but something happened. I will find out!

After dropping Anastasia and Sawyer off at Grey House, Taylor and I go to SIP, a publishing company, I'm acquiring. My Beauty has a love of books. I enjoy her working in Grey House so I plan to move SIP into the Grey House building. That way she will still be close to me. I will change the name to Grey Publishing.

After my meeting at SIP, I have to meet with the owner's of Clayton's hardware with Elliot. We meet the owner's and their son. I bought most of the shares to Clayton's to help my brother in his business venture. I also bought the property the building is on so now I make a profit with the shares of Clayton's and they also pay me rent. It's a win-win for me. It's great to be The Christian Grey.

I didn't get to have lunch with my beautiful girl but she's coming home with me, tonight. We're going to go into the Red Room, my playroom, tonight. I'm planning a gentle but effective scene for her first time.

I have finished my meetings for today. Taylor pulls up to Grey House. We walk in to find Elena throwing a tantrum and Sawyer moving her to the door. She's making a spectacle. What the fuck is going on?! I'm already beyond annoyed with her but when she shouts that I am hers, that she made me. I go nuclear. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is? I made me! She just loaned me money and introduced me to BDSM. If I'm anyone's, I'm Ana's.

"What the fuck are you doing, Elena?" I roar when I enter the building.

She looks caught off guard not expecting me to come behind her, assuming I'm in my office.

"She's not right for you, Christian." She tries to reason with me.

"What?!" I shout.

How the fuck would she know?! Does she think she's right for me?! Then why supply me with other women? She never freaked out over any of them.

~Elena Showdown.~

APOV

I notice Sawyer stand in front of the reception desk blocking my view.

"You little bitch! How dare you! After I tried to help you!" I hear someone sneer, heels clicking on the tiled floor. "Get the fuck out of my way you imbecile!"

"You are no longer allowed at GEH, Ms. Lincoln. I recommend you leave." I hear Sawyer say. Ms. Pedo?!

"What?! That is ridiculous! Where is Christian?" She tries getting past Sawyer but he stops her. "This is all your fault!" She point a blood red nail at me. "First, he wont accept my calls. Then, he pulls his backing to my Salons. Now, I am band from Grey House?! What have you done?!" She sneers at me.

"What have I done? Don't blame me for this. That's all your doing." I say as calmly and professionally as I can.

I want to say so much more, however, Christian's employees are watching, wondering what's going on.

"I wouldn't have thought of you as a threat but you've surprised me little girl."

Yeah, that's why you confronted me outside GEH.

"I haven't thought of you at all. Now if you'll excuse me I must get back to work."

I look at the computer, pretending to work to show her she doesn't effect me. Sawyer is dragging her out. She's trying to fight against him, screaming.

"Get your damn hands off me, you overgrown rent-a-cop!" They're almost to the door so she has to yell. "If you think you can make him happy, you're sadly mistaken! He's mine! I made him! He has needs, needs you couldn't possibly begin to satisfy!"

What does she know of his needs? She is pissing me off!

"What the fuck are you doing, Elena?!" Christian roars as he walks into his building. Taylor right behind him.

"She's not right for you, Christian." She tries to reason with him.

"What?!" He shouts.

People have stopped and are watching.

"You have needs, Christian." I can barely hear her. So I get up and walk closer, still at a distance.

She walks closer and Christian changes his stance. He's taller, dominant.

"I've told you before. This is none of your fucking business, Elena! I warned you not to fuck this up for me. You should know by now. Don't fuck with me!"

"This little girl has got you whipped! Do you hear yourself? Do you see what she's got you doing? She's blinded you! You've been brainwashed." She lowers her voice, so I step closer. "Does she know what you like to do to little brown haired girls?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Oh shit! That was me! "He doesn't want you. Get over it!"

She turns to face me. Christian and Taylor behind her, Sawyer between us.

"I was the best thing that ever happened to him!"

"Now I am. Looks like he traded for the newer younger model." Not that I'm a model.

She raises her hand to slap me. I block her hand just as Sawyer grabs her and Taylor pulls her away before she could do anything. Two more security come from behind me, to help. I didn't even realize were there. Sawyer and Taylor are dragging her out. They have to pick her up, because she is kicking and screaming, putting up a fight.

Christian comes to my side. He puts his lips on my head, his hand around my waist. I purposely put my hand over his heart and he pulls me closer. This just pisses her off and causes the bitch to see red.

"What the fuck?!" She tries getting out of their hold but it's obviously useless. She's incapable.

She is still screaming at the top of her lungs as they drag her out.

"You loved it Christian! Don't try to kid yourself! I taught you everything! Everything you know! Everything you need!"

Taylor and Sawyer have finally dragged her out and a few more security are blocking the entrance. She's delusional.

"Everyone get the fuck back to fucking work before you're all fucking fired!" He roars.

He takes my hand and pulls me to his elevator. I have to run in my heels to match his pace. Not an easy task, but I manage. We're almost to the elevator when I falter.

"Christian. I can't walk that fast in these shoes."

He looks at them then wraps his arms around me, one around my thighs under my butt the other on my lower back, I put my hands on his shoulders and we continue to his elevator.

Once inside he sets me down. I would say something about the way he manhandled me but he is radiating heat and rage. Thermonuclear. I stay quiet.

~DING~

We get off the elevator, him pulling me again, as we storm past Andrea into his office. He slams the door and starts to pace like a caged lion and pulling his hand through his hair. I lock the door. He growls and sweeps his arm across his desk knocking everything to the floor. He's really scaring me. But I trust him and know he wont hurt me. I stay near the door, just incase.

"Christian?" I whisper.

He glances at me. He is still pacing.

"If she would have fucking touched you..." He pulls his hand through his hair, he continues to pace. "She may have taught me how to fuck but you taught me how to love."

"Love?" I ask gently. Perhaps, I'm not the only one.

He suddenly stops pacing. He looks deep in thought. A 'v' on his brows. He finally turns to look at me. Unbelieving what he just said, much like I, last night.

"Yes." He walks over to me. His hands holding my head, looking so deep into my eyes. "I'm falling in love with you, Anastasia Steele. I love you!" Gasp!

Oh my goodness. I have to tell him I feel the same.

"I... I... I..." Ugh! Why can't I say it?! Why can't I tell him?! Say it!

"I know you love me too."

"Yes." I barely whisper. "I do."