A/N: No she is not going to tell Christian about him.
She knows that Christian will do something and her dad and friend already beat up her ex and almost got charges pressed against them. She agreed to drop her charges if he didn't press charges against her dad and friend. If Christian does something, like hit him, she can't get his charges dropped like her dad and friend. This is her thinking. Plus, it happened years earlier so it's already been dealt with. It's over. As for 'letting' Christian do business with him. She can't very well tell Christian not to, it's his business. And she can't say anything to Christian without letting him know why.

CPOV

I'm awoken from my peaceful slumber. Anastasia is jerking next to me.

Dreaming? "No. No!" A nightmare!

I wrap her in my arms. She clams slightly. "I'm here, baby. I'm here. I'm here. I wont let anything happen to you."

"Christian." She whimpers in her sleep.

"Yes, baby. It's me. I'm here. I've got you." I hold her tight and kiss her head.

She calms and goes back to sleep. I kiss her head.

What could she be having a nightmare about? The abusive ex? Why? She said that happened years earlier. High school. We've been sleeping together two weeks now. She's never had a nightmare before. Why now?

Anastasia and I are having breakfast together. I don't mention her nightmare, as I don't like to talk about mine.

"Your car arrived."

"Do I get to drive it to work?" She asks excited.

I laugh. "That's the idea."

"Good. Because I have to go dress shopping with Kate and Mia today for the charity event we're attending Saturday."

I kiss her head.

In the elevator to the parking garage, she is practically bouncing with excitement.

"You're quite excited, aren't you?"

She nods, grinning. Looking adorable as ever.

The elevator door opens. We walk to her new car. I open the driver's door for her. She slides in and runs her hands all over the interior, causing me to harden in my pants.

"Just smell that new car smell." She grins. "And this leather."

"You're taking this much better than yesterday. Thank you for accepting the car."

"I know. And I apologize. Maybe..." She blushes. "Maybe I'll let you take me into your red room tonight. And allow you to flog then fuck me." She whispers.

She might as well be talking to my dick because all I heard was flog and fuck. He is at full mass and seeking her. I close my eyes and groan in pleasure, visualizing doing just that. Now. I open my eyes. I know they reveal the desire I feel.

"Don't say things like that, if you don't want to be late. Otherwise, I will flog and fuck you now." My voice strained. I try to control the urge to pull her out of this car and take her to the playroom, this second. She giggles. "Get to work Ms. Steele." I kiss her tenderly and shut her door.

She claps her hands excitedly and starts her new car. I signal Sawyer to start the SUV he's in behind her. Her windows are down so bend down and kissing her head once more.

"I want you to concentrate and be safe." I tell her sternly then softly say. "I'll see you later. Here?"

"Yes, Christian. I will. And don't forget. I'm going shopping after work for a dress with Kate and Mia so I'll be home, I mean here, after that."

She said home. She called Escala home. I can't control my megawatt smile. I kiss her passionately through the open window.

"I love you, baby. Thank you for staying again. I hope you never leave. Ever." I let her know.

"I love you more, Christian. I'm not going anywhere." She laughs because she is indeed going somewhere. Work.

She drives off. Sawyer following.

I shake my head, grinning like a fool and get into my SUV with Taylor driving.

"Cartier, Taylor."

"Yes, Mr. Grey."

After my visit to Cartier, Taylor takes me to GEH. I get to work, however, I can't stop thinking about Anastasia having a nightmare. Something must of happened to trigger it. Elena had better not have anything to do with this!

-Flashback-

I'm just getting off the elevator when Andrea says Sawyer needs a word. I let her know to send him up. A few minutes later Sawyer and Taylor come in. Sawyer has an envelope in his hand.

"Mr. Grey. A Chelsea Bell, at the main reception said this was left for Ms. Steele this morning. I accepted it on behalf of Ms. Steele and opened it as it is of suspicious nature. A messenger boy dropped it off and it has no return address."

I take the envelope and open it revealing a card.

-I may have misjudged you.
And you have definitely misjudged me.-

"Who the fuck sent this?!" I growl out. I clench my jaw.

"I've located the messenger boy. He said 'a blonde chick gave him fifty bucks to drop it off at GEH reception for Ms. Steele'. I suspect Ms. Lincoln sent this, sir."

"WHAT?!" I roar. Fucking hell! "Sawyer, make sure you stay close to Anastasia. I'm going to have a chat with Ms. Lincoln."

"I will, sir."

"Anything to add?"

"No, sir."

They both leave. I have a meeting so I'll call Elena just before lunch.

~..~..~

"Christian." She answers brightly. "Darling, I'm so happy to hear from you. Finally had enough of that girl? Ready for an experienced sub to meet your needs?"

"Shut the fuck up Elena! I don't want nor do I need a sub. I called to let you know one last time to leave Anastasia the fuck alone."

"I don't want to lose you, Christian."

"I'm not yours to lose, Elena."

"Christian. Can't you see what she's doing? You've pulled your backing from my salons for some girl."

"That was your doing."

"I've done nothing but try to help that girl!"

"I warned you. You didn't listen, the same fucking day I warned you."

"I know what you like. I was just trying to help."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes darling. I understand now that you don't want my help with training her. I wont interfere any longer."

"Then why did you try getting near her again?"

"I haven't."

"Sawyer told me."

"Well he's obviously lying. I wouldn't do that to you. Your friendship means a lot to me."

"Bullshit."

"You need to get over this girl. She's making you delusional. I can tell you're tense. Let me set you up with an experienced submissive to tend to your needs."

"No."

"Vanilla doesn't suit you, Christian. You're no longer the dominant I once knew."

"I don't care."

"That is absurd! Why?!"

"Because I don't."

"She's ruining everything you are."

"Oh, well."

"Love is for fools, Christian!"

"Then I'm a fool." I hung up on her.

Elena had better heed my warning! When I look up, I see my love.

-End-Flashback-

I'm in meetings all day. It's a busy day, today. Before I know it, the day has ended, though I'm still at GEH working.

~BUZZ~

We've found my dress for Saturday. xx -A

Send me a picture. x -C

She sends me a picture of her, my sister, and Katherine. What the hell?

What's this? -C

A picture. You asked me to send one. :) xx -A

I meant of your dress smartass! xx -C

Can't even do it. You'll just have to wait and be surprised. :) xx-A

Can I at least know the color? xx -C

NUDE! xx -A

Fuck!

I return home well after dinner. Anastasia sent me a text saying she had dinner with the girls after dress shopping. She's not in the great room or kitchen. I check the library as that is her go to location. Empty. She's not in there. I go to our room. Nope. She's not in here either. But there is a note, on top of my playroom jeans, sitting on my bed.

-I'm ready and waiting to be flogged and fucked. xx Your Anastasia. -

Fuck yeah! She did say we could go into the playroom tonight. I quickly shower and change into my playroom jeans. I go up to the playroom to find My Beauty sitting on the playroom bed. She's wearing nothing but her panties. I'm a little confused why she's on sitting on the bed.

"The floor was hurting my knees waiting for you." She explains. "And I didn't know how much longer you'd be."

"That's alright." I don't want her uncomfortable. "So... You wish to be flogged and fucked my beauty?"

"I wish to please you."

"Please me you do."

"I love you wearing these jeans, Christian." She eye fucks me.

"I love you wearing only your panties, Anastasia." I gaze at her beauty.

She giggles. "Yeah. Just so you can rip them off."

I smirk. "Quiet." I tell her softly.

She bites her lip, stifling her giggle. She gets into her role of my some-what submissive. I go get the flogger and take out a blindfold. I put the items in my pocket. I walk back over to Anastasia. She looks eager and stands when I walk over to her. I take out the flogger to show her.

"This is the flogger I'll be using. It wont be painful but I will bring your blood to the surface of your skin and make you very sensitive. Remember. If you don't like it, just let me know."

I see her swallow and she nods.

"Turn around." She faces the bed.

I put the flogger on the bed so she can see it.

"You wont be needing these." I rip her panties off. "Lay down. Let's get started, shall we?" She lays down, face up. "Hands above your head, baby."

I cuff her, spread eagle, onto the playroom bed. I take the blindfold out of my pocket and put it over her eyes, covering her beautiful blue eyes.

"Why do you blindfold me in here?" She asks, ever the submissive. Not that I want her to be.

"It heightens your other senses. Now, quiet." I kiss her lips tenderly to let her know I'm not upset.

I stand, looking at this beautiful creature made just for me. She starts panting and is already flushed. Let's see if we can increase that. I reach out and touch her hip. She inhales sharply and pulls at her restraints. I touch her all over her body, except where she wants me to most. She bites her lip and squirms. Lifting her hips, trying to get me to touch her. I finally run my hand over her sex and she moans. She's already wet, ready for me.

I pick up the flogger and trail the ends over her body. I lift the flogger and strike her. She cries out in surprise. I give her a moment and continue to flog her. She pulls at her restraints, panting. She hasn't told me to stop. Seems My Beauty is also My Freak.
I flick the flogger across her body again and again, watching it turn her skin a delicious shade of pink. I drop the flogger. I'm panting with want.

I un-cuff her ankles. I kiss up one of her legs, then the other. I run my hands up her legs then under her thighs. I hold her hips down. Her legs are over my shoulders. I'm hovering above her sex. She tries to lift her hips to my mouth. I give her what she wants.
I lick, suck, and gently bite her clitoris. I swirl my tongue around and around, tasting her erotic juices. She moans and starts to quiver, so I stop.

"Please." She begs, trying to reach my mouth. Oh no, baby. Not yet. I want to be inside you.

I kneel between her legs. I free my erection and pull her hips up. I hold her in place. My erection at her entrance. She flexes her hips trying to get me to enter her. I hold her hips firmly. Teasing her clit with my dick, coating it with her juices.

"Is this what you want, baby?" I say through my clenched teeth.

"Please!" She sounds desperate for my touch.

I close my eyes. I slowly push into her until I'm buried deep inside my beautiful girl. I start to fuck her hard, rough, and fast. When she starts to quiver again I slow my pace.

"Please, Christian. Please. Faster. Harder."

I start to move, faster and harder. She's moaning so loudly. I can't contain my growl as she tightens around me once again.

"That's it, baby! Come!"

She screams my name and I explode inside her. Fuck! I'll never get enough of her!

I'm trying to catch my breath. I pull out of her and I feel nothing but pride when I see my seed leak out of her. I lower her to the bed and take off her blindfold.

"Well done, baby." I kiss her gently.

I reach up and un-cuff her from the bed.

"Did you enjoy it?" I ask. She didn't tell me to stop at anytime, instead she begged me.

"Yes. I like it rough, Christian. And I like it gentle too. I like it with you."

I kiss her lips. I pull my jeans back up and laying beside her. I massage her arms.

"I'm very glad to here that. I've never made love before but I enjoy it with you. And I like that you enjoy rough kinky sex, as well."
I kiss her again, unable to resist. "Only you."

She yawns. "Seems I've exhausted you, baby. Come. Lets go to bed."

"Bed?" She says with wide eyes.

I smirk. While I would enjoy getting lost in her again, it is late.

"To sleep." I assure her.

I cover her in her robe. Then I carry her to our room. Our room.