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Okay it's now 1.44 in the morning and I am still writing for you guys hehe I sincerely hope you appreciate these next few chapters haha , oh who am I kidding I love writing for you lovely lot. Your reviews make me smile so much my cheeks end up actually hurting hehe

In regards to this chapter I have to warn you all that you may end up not liking our Mr Grey but you must remember he is not use to situations where he is not in control and when he is out of control he can take it out on others , especially his wife.

But do not worry they are not breaking up , not now not ever. But that doesn't mean they are living a fairy tale , this is a drama story after all hehe

Hope you enjoy , chapter 18 is on its way

Alexandra xxxx

Ana's POV

I'm sat next to Christian in the SUV as Taylor speeds through Seattle towards Esmee's apartment , checking my watch I notice its almost 9 o clock at night. Where has the day gone? Had it really only been last night that Jose had gone all psycho knife-barer on me? It feels longer, what with the drama that's occurred since.

Christian and I spent the whole day with Elena , talking about everything from her past behaviour and Leila's apparently successful treatment. Although the fact we're now going 120 miles per hour down the interstate because she's kidnapped Tori makes me think she's still slightly fucked up , or is it now considered mentally sane to kidnap children? Something tells me her treatment perhaps wasn't as successful as Elena taught.

Elena . Even thinking about her makes me guilty. She's been so nice since last night , constantly checking on me and asking if I needed anything , which drove Christian mental considering he thinks it's his job and his job only to take care of me. It's strange but for some reason I really do believe she's regretful of her past actions , I mean who stays and protects someone when they have a gun to their head unless they truly care for the person , she could have easily have just left me with Jose. I don't even want to think about what could have happened if she hadn't intervened. Speaking of which I need to ring Jose and give him a piece of my mind , if he thinks I am going to forgive and forget he is horribly wrong. I hesitantly reach for my phone in my bag , which is on the arm rest between me and Christian , he hasn't spoken or looked at me since we got in the car , just stares at his phone waiting for Esmee's call. We've called twelve times but have had no answer and it's driving my control freak up the wall with anger , every so often he grumbles and tightens his fist , a clear sigh of his pent up aggression and exasperation.

"Anastasia what are you doing?" he doesn't look at me when he speaks , his grey eyes still locked on his phone . I snap my hand away from my bag and place them both on my bump , smiling innocently at him , although I know he won't look at me , not until she calls him anyway.

"Nothing , I was just going to check to see if Esmee had rung me" I pepper my voice with sweetness , hoping it will help simmer down his anger.

"Why would she ring you. Tori is my daughter not yours" OUCH! Fuck that hurt!

"Christian…" I try to finish my sentence but he turns his head and shuts me up with his eyes , daring me to defy his unspoken command to keep silent.

"Yes Ana?" there's a mocking tone to his normally soft and kind voice , daring me , taunting me. I know that if I speak he'll have an excuse to vent his current anger on me , give him an excuse to use me as a verbal punching bag. His eyes are my warning. I take the hint and close my mouth and resume my looking out the window pose. The perfect submissive wife , that's who I will be today.

"Sir we're nearly there , would you like me to go in first" Taylor's eyes meet Christians through the rear view mirror , glancing back to the road a few times but mainly waiting for instructions.

"No Taylor. I want you to drop me off and then get Mrs Grey out of here as quickly as you can. Take her to Escala and make sure she doesn't leave. Understand?" I hate it when he talks about me when I'm sat right next to him , it makes me feel like a child.

"Christian I" once again his eyes shut me up and I clamp my mouth closed quickly.

"Understand Taylor" and Ana. It's unsaid but I know it's also directed at me. I nod softly and look down at my lap , begging myself not to cry again.

"Yes sir. Have you had any contact from Miss Gold yet?" Christian checks his phone and grumbles with frustration.

"No! Damm her why won't she call!" I look over and notice its actually Taylor's phone he's holding , where's his phone?

"Christian why aren't you calling her from your phone?" he looks over at me and scowls.

"What are you talking about Ana? This is my phone. Now hush up will you" he snaps angrily at me before resuming his deep stare at the phones black screen. Although I know I'm right , Christian's phone has a small heart sticker that I put on when we got married , its tiny but I know it's there. However on the phone he's holding now its missing. Taking a breath I quickly grab my own phone , noticing Christian's eyes snap over at me , I ignore him and press in his number.

The phone in his hand doesn't ring.

"Fuck! Taylor did you know about this?" Taylor looks over at us through the mirror once more.

"No sir , I have two phones. One for business and one for my personal use. That must be my personal one, when I noticed it was missing I just assumed I'd left it with Gail. I'm sorry Mr Grey"

"Then where the hell is my phone! I NEED THAT PHONE TAYLOR" I wince at the malice in Christian's voice and instantly feel sorry for Taylor. Perhaps Christian's phone's been stolen , after all its impossible he'd let himself lose something as precious to him as his phone. That only leaves theft surely. Then it hits me.

"Leila" Christian and Taylor's eyes lock on me.

"What about her?" I gulp and look at my phone , trying to think about the logic to my accusation

"I think that's how she knows about Tori. You left your jacket in the living room when we went into the kitchen right?" he nods so I carry on "what if she took your phone and saw Esmee's emails. Put two and two together and decided that was the best way to get your attention" I can see the clogs in his intelligent brain thinking my theory through , his eyes closing when he realises the possibility of it all.

"But that doesn't explain how I had Taylor's personal phone in my jacket instead of mine" I nod and keep thinking.

"When did you notice your phone was missing Taylor?" he keeps driving but his speed has decreased while he thinks back.

"Um I guess when I was checking through Mrs Lincon's apartment , I put my jacket down for a second to check her attic while you and Mr Grey were with Mrs Lincon but there's no way Miss Williams would have stolen from me without me noticing Mrs Grey , no way" I smile at his forceful voice.

"She's quick and quiet Taylor , look at the time she got into the apartment while I was sleeping , she was as quiet as a mouse. I'm afraid it is completely possible" Taylor's speed increases once more , I think this trip just became personal to our bodyguard.

"Shit! This is not what we need right now! If Leila has my phone she has access to everything. Grey House, Escala , even the house. All the access codes are stored on that phone" a deep fear has filled my husband's eyes making me desperately want to reach out and hold him , but I resist , he's closed off at the moment.

"Sir we need to speak with Miss Gold" Taylor's voice is angrier than usual , it's clear the fact Leila has out smarted him has annoyed him tremendously.

"Ana give me your phone" I hesitate , I don't like the idea of him calling her with my phone , it just feels wrong. His eyes narrow at me and I give in , turning to look out the window just as he puts the phone to his ear.

"Esmee it's me , are you okay?"

His eyes are glazed over , deep in thought as he listens to his little Esmeralda's voice. I feel sick again. Tapping Taylors shoulder I gently whisper if he can slow down a little , the speed is seriously not helping my nausea , he does with a soft understanding smile , I nod my thanks and slip back into my seat. Christian doesn't even notice my unease , making my heart sink desperately.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I'm too tired to even care and instead focus on the Seattle skyline rushing by as we carrying on speeding across the hard tarmac. Taylor slams on his breaks suddenly as we come to a red light and I fly forward in my seat , my seatbelt practically crushing my chest causing me to yelp out in pure pain.

"Ana I'm so sorry are you okay? Do you need me to pull over?" I rub the sore part of my chest and shake my head softly at Taylor , noticing the fear in his eyes. Is he scared because Christian will be angry that I got hurt or that we have had to stop driving , therefore stopping us from reaching his precious Esmeralda and Tori. I glance over and see Christian lost in his phone call , he hasn't even noticed my yelp!

"Christian?" for some reason I desperately want him to fuss over me , like he did when he came to get me from Elena's. I usually hate his protectiveness but now that he's not caring I want nothing more than for him to hold me close to him once again. Seems both my heart and my chest are going to be hurting today.

The light turns green but Taylor doesn't pull away , he's still swivelled in his seat but instead of staring at me his eyes are locked on Christian , a look of pure disappointment on his hard but comforting face.

"Mr Grey…" Taylor starts to talk but Christian cuts him off with a death glance , holding his hand over the phone.

"Drive the fucking car Taylor" Taylor shoots me an apologetic look before swivelling back and pulling away from the lights at a deadly speed , throwing me back against the seat. I sit back up and turn towards my husband , his handsome profile makes me smile slightly , he really is criminally good looking. He's still on the phone , god knows what that women is talking about but she's taking her time saying it , and reach over to take his hand , desperate to feel his touch against my skin , no matter how small I want to feel him.

"Ana leave it" his whisper knocks the breath out of my lungs and I can't help but gulp back the sickness that's suddenly creeping up my throat. I take his hand forceful and hold it close , he's mine!

"Baby please.." within seconds his hand is over the phone once more and he's taking my hand off his , throwing it back on my lap.

"I said leave it Anastasia! Will you please do what you are fucking told for once in your fucking life!" No! He doesn't talk to me like that , never ever. He talks like to other people , people who he controls , employees and staff , not me. I'm his wife!

"Christian!" I shout back and instantly regret it , his eyes are so dark , so angry. And the anger is completely directed at me.

"Anastasia I mean it. Not now! Taylor how long till we arrive?" Taylor , who has been listening with a disgusted expression , holds up 4 fingers indicating a 4 minuet arrival time. Christian is back on the phone but his voice isn't harsh like it was when talking to me , no instead he's voice is like melting chocolate.

"I'm on my way Esmee , hold on for me okay? We will find her , I promise"

And with those sixteen words my heart breaks for the millionth time.