Chapter 16

A/N: This is a very short chapter. Since I got a lot of requests for Taylor's POV on the day he took the car, I thought I would go ahead a put that up. I am still working on Ana & Christian's sit down, bare all.

Narration: Taylor reminisces about the day he took pleasure in relieving Paige of her Audi.

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Taylor

We are in a constant state of high alert since Miss Dennison's field trip to Grey Publishing. I flip through her daily activity log. The boss has placed her as public enemy #1 and we have constant surveillance on her, some she knows about and others she doesn't. Several times a day we let her see us so that she knows she's being watched, keep her ass from doing something stupid, just in case the crazy engulf her again; no more ideas of 'just talking' to Mrs. Grey.

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Monday before the ball

As I race from Dr. Flynn's office I get Andrew Colton on the line, he's going to come in handy today. He's one of the new guys I've brought on board, Paige hasn't seen him before.

"Drew, get over to Grey Publishing, drive your personal car, civilian clothing, I'll give you the details once you are on your way." I disconnect with him and get Reynolds on the line.

"I'm on my way, has she moved?"

"No, still sitting in her car staring at the front door."

"Have you been in contact with Sawyer?"

"Yes, Mrs. Grey is in a meeting, but she has an appointment within the hour that will require her to leave the building." He reports.

"Miss Dennison is in violation of the NDA and the boss has given me the go ahead to confiscate the car, so we will need to separate her from the vehicle. Drew Colton is in route to your location, don't be seen in conversation with him, we have the element of surprise on our side and I want to keep it that way. I'll be coming up on your six in fifteen minutes. If she makes a move toward the door stop her. Are there paps around?

"About three at the front door, I don't know about the back."

"Fuck! I don't want a scene, no commotion or attention on this situation."

On the remainder of the twenty minute drive I hatch a rough plan to separate Paige from the car with minimal attention, the last thing any of us want is a scene in the street that will go viral the minute the paparazzi are on to us.

I pull up behind Reynolds' SUV once I sure up the plans with Colton. I slide in the passenger seat next to Reynolds, his position has better sight lines.

"Drew is going to bump her while he is parking and talking on his cell phone. He'll be talking to me relaying details. I won't show my face until he has her out of the car. You hang back, you need to be ready in case she tries to run. I don't think she will but I want to be prepared. I will contact Sawyer and give him the all clear. Once we are off scene I will transfer her to your vehicle, take her to her condo and sit on her. This situation is fluid right now so be ready for anything. There's Drew, show time.

Drew spots me as I weave my way across the busy street. I'm positioned behind his SUV and can feel when he bumps her car.

He gets out and moves to her window.

"Miss, I'm so sorry…what's that, I….I can't hear you, you need to roll down your window." Drew winds his index finger in a down ward motion. I hear her screech.

"What the fuck, you just hit my brand new car." Not yours for long I think to myself with a grin. "Were you talking on that phone? Is that how you hit my parked car?" She's pissed, not as pissed as she's going to be.

"I really do apologize." He says in his thick Midwestern accent. "I'm new here in Seattle, was consulting my map, truly didn't mean to bump your new car, ma'am. Have you alerted the police yet?"

"No!" She panicks. "We can just exchange insurance information, no need to get the cops involved. You do have insurance don't you?"

"Of course I do. There's not a lot of damage, if you'll just step back here you can see for yourself, but I will cover all charges."

"You bet your ass you will."

I hear the car door open, and the continuous ding lets me know the keys are in the ignition, excellent. I peer through the back window and see her examining the damage to the back bumper and hatchback door. It's then I make my way around the SUV. Drew is standing between her and the driver's side door. Once I make my move his whole demeanor changes, stance, facial expression, the whole nine yards. Paige is so busy bitching and pitching a fit that she doesn't notice his metamorphosis or my approach.

"Well, what do we have here?" I've caught her mid rant and the look on her face is priceless. Not worth all the trouble she is causing, but satisfying none the same.

"What….how….?" She stammers.

"My question exactly Miss Dennison, or is it Putnam today?"

Her eyes flash surprise, confusion, fear, but she settles on anger, just a lot of empty bluster. She's all puffed up as her focus bounces between me and Drew.

"You've been a very stupid girl, what are you doing here? Why are you sat outside Mrs. Grey's office staring at the door?"

She's so caught off guard that she blurts out her answer.

"I just needed to talk to her, to see her, to make her understand what Christian and I have together. She can't do for him what I can…she doesn't love him like I do."

She stops when she sees the stone expressions Drew and I have on our faces.

"Whatever your intensions, you are in violation of your NDA. It's like you heard nothing Mr. Grey said to you just yesterday." Understanding dawns and she immediately tries to get around Drew as I head to the open front door.

"Stop, Taylor what are you doing, you can't take my car!" She hisses.

"I can, and I am. You were warned; you were told to read and abide by your NDA. Your very presence here is a complete disregard of that mandate. Your submissive special is gone."

"Submissive special," She spits. "I was never just his submissive, and Christian would never let you take my car."

"Really?" I chuckle and shake my head. "Miss Dennison, who do you think gave me the order, shit, the blessing to make this happen? Not 30 minutes ago, Mr. Grey told me to confiscate the car. His exact words were,'She's in violation of her NDA, the car is gone,' So you see, a submissive is all you were to him. What makes you think you were any different? All of them, every one of them got an Audi, a few sparkly baubles, and clothes; you, little deluded one, are no better. Yeah, you got a couple'a trips…just new scenery for him to beat and fuck you in, do to you the real sick shit he refuses to inflict upon his wife, the only woman he really cherishes."

Her face is a picture. This one is really in LALAland. I want to leave her with one parting thought, this one for Ana.

"You are a dime a dozen, one of a thousand who would gladly endure the pain of the cane, to let him debase them for his pleasure. Mrs. Grey is one of a kind, a gem, it was her light, her shine that made him whole and happy. You don't have that. You are as dumb as you look if you thought he would leave his wife for a whipping post."

Her breathing is ragged, chest rising and falling heavily as she tries to control the tears. This time I know she is contemplating taking a swing at me. She opens her mouth to argue back, but I cut her off.

"Enough." Said with such menace she bites back any argument she had planned to mount.

"You can either get in the car and let him see you home," I hitch my thumb at Colton, "Or you can kick rocks as you walk your ass back across town, the choice is yours…you've got three seconds."

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Thanks to Frenchstyle for 'Drew Colton' I made him Midwestern because that name just sounds like a heart of America, big as day, muscle bound, corn fed, farmboy.

Thank you to luvfiftyshades for reminding me that all the subs got what she thinks makes her a stand alone.

Thanks to you both for suggesting kicking Paige's ass harder. Hope it's what you were looking for.

E. L. James, how on earth do you allow us to do what we do to your characters, I'll never know, but much thanks, this is seriously fun. I own nothing these characters belong to Ms. James.