A/N: This chapter was fun to write mostly because of all the suggestions and requests through your reviews and PM's. Thank you! We can thank insomnia for having this ready days before I thought it would be.

Please keep writing reviews and suggestions; it gives me direction on where to go next.

I do not own the characters. They belong to E.L. James. This is just for fun.

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Cash Stone-Part 2- Hell Hath no Fury

Ana POV:

I'm a little taken back from Cash's surprise visit. What the hell was that all about? Doesn't this guy have better things to do than have lunch with me? I shake my head and proceed with my day. Time to do a little housekeeping at Grey Publishing. This is the CEO part of my job. I have a meeting with all my top editors, see where they are with the various projects we are working on and make sure their projects are running on time.

I get back from the conference room about two and a half hours later, only to find another tremendous floral arrangement on my desk. I roll my eyes. Not again.

I see the card and read it

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Ana-

Lunch was dull without you.

I missed your beautiful smile.

-Cash

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Ok, this is ridiculous...completely over the top and entirely inappropriate.

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Christian POV:

I sit at the piano and throw myself into the music. Claire de Lune by Claude Debussy fits my mood perfectly.

Ana and Phoebe have been giving me my space for the past few days. I don't mean to be a shit. I need space to figure out my next step. Listening to those fuckers speak of my wife so disrespectfully and vile, has angered me like nothing before. I don't want to take my anger out on Ana, so I'm staying clear of her. I suppose it's not fair. She hasn't done anything wrong. But I don't want my anger spilling out on her.

I've already worked out those fuckers future. Tomorrow I watch my revenge play out...and how sweet it shall be. There's something to smile about.

Now for that Stone fucker. I've gotten word that he made a surprise visit to Ana and sent flowers. Time to knock that acting asshole down a few pegs. It's essential that I develop my revenge plan quickly as this fucker's fate isn't coming fast enough for my liking. I am now his fate.

I'm pleased with the direction I have plotted. Now to make things right with Ana.

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Ana POV:

Christian has been brooding for the past few days. I've been trying to keep my distance. When he's in one of his moods, it's best to stay away and let him work it out. I wish I knew what it was that has gotten under his skin.

It's late and the house is so still. The piano just stopped playing in the Great Room which tells me Christian is either on his way to the bedroom or is going to throw his troubles back into his study and work half the night away.

I'm in our bathroom, looking down toward the sink brushing out my hair before bed. I look up and I see Christian's reflection in the mirror, with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall. His smoldering grey eyes focused on me with an undeniable sexy stare. I feel the electricity crackling in the air between us. My skin flushes and my muscles tighten.

What power one look from him can have over my body.

He unfolds his arms and slowly walks to me. I'm frozen, watching his reflection move closer to me. He reaches me and stops close behind me. His body lightly brushing up behind me. We gaze at each other through the mirror. The heat between us palpable. He moves my hair to one side and gently glides his index finger from behind my ear to the base of my neck. I melt from his touch.

He continues guiding his finger down my shoulder and works his way down my arm to the tips of my fingers. It sends chills through me, my hardened nipples evident through my silk night gown. I tilt my head to one side, close my eyes and surrender myself to his soft caress. He continues to run his finger down to my hip, then runs it slowly back up my side. He brings his body in closer to me. I feel his erection pressing into my backside. He takes his hands and cups by breasts through the silk and lightly kisses my neck.

"You. Are. Mine." He breathes softly into my ear

I lean my head back resting it against his chest, relishing his expert hands.

"Yes, yours. Always" I whisper.

He turns me around and gazes deeply into my eyes. He takes his hand and caresses my cheek.

I'm powerless. I'm his.

He swoops down and passionately kisses me. It takes my breath away.

I look up at him and slowly begin to unbutton his white linen shirt. One by one. I peek up at his through my lashes. He is closing his eyes with his head tilted back. I finish unbuttoning his shirt and run my hands over his muscular chest. His body is warm. His heart is beating quickly. His breathing, shallow and fast.

"I'm going to fuck you now Anastasia" he seductively growls in my ear.

"Yes" I groan.

He lifts me up and carries me to our bed.

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Christian POV:

I'm at the kitchen island, reading the Wall Street Journal, drinking my coffee. I'm always up earlier than Ana. She squeezes every last minute out of her alarm clock then rushes to get ready for work. I don't need as much sleep and I don't like to rush. She steps into the kitchen looking still flushed from yesterday's late night activities.

"Good morning baby"

"Good morning yourself" She gives me a quick kiss and sits next to me. "You seem to be in a good mood today"

"I can't imagine why, Mrs. Grey. Did you have a good night?" I tease her as I nuzzle her neck.

"I had a very good night, Mr. Grey" She blushes. I love that blush.

"What's on your agenda today, baby?"

"Nothing special really. Hopefully a nice quiet work day ahead. How about you?"

"Oh, I have a fire or two to put out today."

She looks at me curiously.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Nothing to worry about. Just righting some wrongs." I smile. Yes, today will be a good day.

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"Excuse me Mr. Grey...Bill Jones from Human Resources has arrived for his 9:00 appointment"

"Very good. Send him in Andrea. Thank you"

Time to clean house. Welsh gave me the names of the fuckers I overheard at the gym. It took all my self control not to beat the living shit out of them these past few days...but that's a temporary fix and I'd just get sued or have to make a settlement to keep them quiet. I don't want that. I don't want those pricks to have a cent of my money. I want to hurt them. I want them miserable.

The fuckers are middle management drones in GEH's accounting department. Fucking accountants. I instructed the upper management in that department to give every manager at the middle management level a 5 % raise. I want the fuckers to have a temporary sense of security before I crush them. I don't care that it's costing me payroll for the managers who will remain. My sole goal is their misery, no matter how much it costs me. I know just how to fuck over those fuckers.

Jones comes into my office.

"Mr. Grey. Good to see you." I extend my hand toward the chair in front of my desk.

"Let's cut to the chase Jones. You have the names of the employees I want terminated. Do you have all the paperwork completed? I want those fuckers out of here today"

"Yes Sir. I have everything needed. I'll have them come to my office this morning and have security escort them out of the building. As you are aware, Washington is what's called an "at will" state. Businesses may fire "at will." There are no laws regarding dismissal, so businesses are not required to give warnings or follow any particular steps. Additionally, since they are management, they have signed contracts that state that they may be terminated at will and there is a no reference policy. As you have previously requested, we will not supply any referrals to any potential employers for these gentlemen. Both are employed for less than a year, thereby not vested in any 401k plan. What reason should I give them for their termination?"

"I don't give a fuck. Redundancy in middle management or a change in the company direction and business focus. You figure it out."

"Very well, Mr. Grey"

"Very good. I want you to terminate them in conference room three instead of your office. Otherwise, everything is satisfactory."

"Conference room three? May I ask why, Sir?"

"No, you may not" I raise an eyebrow.

"Very well, Sir. I'll begin at 10:00 sharp"

"Very good" He stands and leaves.

Conference room three has a two way mirror. Very few are aware of this and it's rarely used. I plan to sit back and enjoy watching these prick's lives get crushed.

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It's 10:00 sharp. I'm giddy with excitement. Revenge most certainly is sweet. I'm in the room next to Conference Room Three, watching through the two way mirror as the first prick walks in. He sits at the table next to Jones. Jones begins talking and I see the prick's shoulders fall. He looks like his dog just died. Good. No one disrespects my wife. Crumble, Mother fucker, crumble.

I'm so fucking happy. I feel like I just hit a home run out of Safeco Field.

They are finishing up. It's show time for me. I leave the room and go into the hallway, close enough to the elevators to be seen. The little prick comes out, looking deflated and teary eyed. I'm leaning against the wall, arms crossed, impassive gaze and a smirk.

He quickly looks at me then looks down. There's no doubt where the termination order came from. Message received, loud and clear. He goes into the elevator.

I go back into the room next to Conference Room Three waiting for my next victim to get crushed.

I'm so thrilled, it feels like Christmas.

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So far, my day has been positively delightful. Two fuckers gone and miserable. Check.

I'm in such a good mood, I think I'm going to surprise Ana and take her out to lunch. She said she had an easy day, so it shouldn't be an issue.

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Ana POV:

Christian's mood is so much better this morning. I suppose the You. Are. Mine. sex last night helped. It certainly put me in a good mood.

Hannah rings me.

"Ana, I'm going to the deli across the street to pick up some lunch. Can I get you anything?"

"Yes, if you wouldn't mind. Can you pick me up a small cobb salad and a diet coke? Take the money out of petty cash and pay for your lunch with it too. Thanks Hannah"

""Thank you Ana, I'll be back in about fifteen minutes"

"Great thanks"

A few minutes later, my office door slowly opens.

"That was a fast deli run" I say…but when I look up looking back at me is Cash Stone holding a huge bouquet of flowers.

This guy is a real thorn in my side. I take a deep breath.

"Cash, this is a surprise. What can I do for you?"

"Hi Ana. I was around and was hoping for that raincheck for lunch? Here I brought you flowers" He hands me the flowers. The bouquet is ridiculously big.

"They're lovely, thank you. Cash, I can't have lunch with you. And you really need to stop buying me flowers. They're lovely but please, stop"

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Chrisitian POV:

I arrive at Grey Publishing and notice Hannah is not at her desk. I see Ana's office door is slightly ajar, so I walk over to let myself in. As I approach the door, I hear Ana and a man's voice. I stop and listen.

"I'm sorry Ana. I just can't help myself. I can't stop thinking about you. "

"Cash, I have told you in the past, I am married. Happily married. My husband is my life. He is it for me. You have to stop this"

"Ana, I'm just asking you to consider being with me. I'm obsessed with having you. I don't understand why, but I can't help myself. I have to have you."

I feel my fist start to clench as I continue to listen.

"Cash, you cannot pursue me. I am not interested. I will never be interested. Please move on already."

"Let me take you out"

"Are you kidding me? Listen Cash, this is the way it's going to be. I am assigning a new editor to your book. You will cease all contact with me. All communication will be through your new editor. Are we clear?"

"And what if I refuse and I take my book elsewhere?"

"I'll sue you for breach of contract. Don't make this ugly Cash. You have no idea what Anastasia Grey is capable of. I've learned from the very best "

I know she's thinking of me. That makes me smile. God, I love my wife. And now I'm going to crush another little fucker today.

He storms out of her office, not noticing I'm behind the door he just flew opened. I decided now is not the time for a lunch date with my wife. I have an urgent matter to take care of.

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Ana POV:

I'm trying to clear my head from the unpleasant exchange earlier today with Cash. I've told Hannah that I do not want any of his phone calls and to forward them to Estelle Michaels, his new editor. I've thrown away his bouquet and the two ridiculously huge flower arrangements.

Hannah walks into my office, holding another flower arrangement.

"This just arrived Ana. Should I throw this away as well?"

I'm about to tell her to trash it with the other flowers, when I look at it. It's small and delicate. Just a clear glass vase with wildflowers. Right away, I know it's not from Cash.

No, I'll take that. I smile.

I take the card out of the tiny envelope taped to the vase and read the handwritten message.

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Anastasia~

Forever Mine
Forever Yours
Forever More

I love you.

~Christian

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I take the card and hold it to my heart with a huge grin on my face.

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Christian POV:

I bribed one of the location scouts to use one of their Seattle offices and had someone contact Stone under the pretence of a pre production-meeting at 3:00.

He's twenty minutes late and I hate waiting. He walks into the office. I have my chair facing away from the door so he can't see me.

'Please come in and shut the door Mr. Stone. Take a seat and we'll get started"

I hear him close the door and sit at the chair across from me.

I turn the chair around.

"Ch…Chrisitian Grey?"

"I am"

"Very glad to meet you. I have worked with your wife."

"I am very much aware of who my wife works with. Tell me Stone, do you enjoy your acting career?

"Yes, very much"

"Would you like to continue with it?"

" Christian…." I hold up my hand to stop him from speaking

"That's Mr. Grey to you"

'Mr. Grey, I am the most sought after actor there is right now. I have no concerns about my career" That's what you think, fucker.

"Word is the studio who holds your ten picture contract is in the midst of financial difficulties. I'm thinking of branching out to the film industry, perhaps purchasing the majority share of that very company. It would be a shame if someone sat on your contract, wouldn't it?"

"You wouldn't ...you'd lose money"

"I would. I'm a very powerful man, Mr. Stone. I would hate to see your career stall because your studio sat on your contract and didn't allow you to act, or if an unfavorable news item were to be released to the public. You know how terrible rumors can be; they could positively ruin one's career"

"Uhh…yes, that would be unfortunate"

"I'm sure as long as you behave appropriately that won't be an issue, especially when it comes to your behavior with a certain book editor. Are we clear Mr. Stone?"

"Crystal clear, Mr. Grey"

"Very well. Good day, Mr. Stone"

The fucker leaves with his tail between his legs. What a great day this has been.

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I arrive home. Ana and Phoebe are talking in the kitchen. Ana turns and looks at me with a beautiful bright smile.

"You look pleased to see me, Mrs. Grey" I bend down and give her a quick kiss her.

"I'm always pleased to see you, Mr. Grey. Thank you for the flowers. They were lovely"

"I'm glad you liked them. Anything exciting happen today?"

"No, just the usual. How about you? Anything exciting happen in your day?"

"No, just the same old, same old." I smirk.

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Ana is in a flowery meadow. She's sitting on a tartan blanket with a wicker picnic basket next to her. Her chestnut hair shines in the sunshine.. falling down her back with small curls cascading onto her breasts. The sun is shining behind her, light surrounding her. She looks like an angel, breathtakingly stunning. She looks up at someone sitting across from her. A mans hand reaches across to feed her a juicy red grape. She licks her lips and parts her mouth and eats the grape. She smiles. "I love you" she mouths to the man.

She's now in an office standing in front of a large cherry wood desk. The desk is covered in papers. There's a soft light coming from the lamp in the corner of the desk. She's wearing a black silk robe with six inch black heels. "I love you" She mouths.

She begins to untie the robe's sash. She slowly drops it to the floor revealing a black lace teddy with matching G string panty. Slowly she takes a strap and moves it down her shoulder. She takes the other strap and glides it over her other shoulder down her arm. She lets the straps go and the teddy falls to the floor in a lacy pile around her shoes. She gracefully steps out of the teddy on the floor and stands before him in only her G string and six inch heels. Her breasts are perfect.

A man's arm sweeps all the papers from the desk. They fall aimlessly to the floor, the lamp hanging by it's wire on the side of the desk. His arms lift her onto the desk. She giggles.

"I love you Christian"

"And I you, Ana"

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"Christian, Christian...are you ok? You were moaning in your sleep."

I open my eyes. My cock is rock hard. I give her a devilish grin, nod and place her hand on my erection.

She smiles as I cover my body on hers.