CPOV

Anastasia and I walk into the house and up to the second floor together, but on the landing she turns left towards the master bedroom while I turn right towards the kids rooms. Elliot is in the hall on his phone, looking as though he is prepped to kill something or someone, we will discuss that in a moment.

I walk into Noah's room, he is still working on whatever he does in that book from the fire. I sit next to him on the bed, not expecting him to really do anything but he hands me the sketch book he never lets me touch. There is a brilliant drawing of Ana siting by the fire, it looks like a professional drew this not my fourteen year old son. It takes my breath away, I had no idea he could draw like this.

"This is incredible Bug, I don't have words for how proud of you I am," I smile.

"Thanks dad, I have books and books of drawings of everyone and everything, most are dedicated to that person but this was the first time I could draw her," He frowns.

"What's wrong Bug?"

"Dad, can I call her mom or should I call her Ana or Anastasia or Mrs. Grey or Miss Steele? I don't know what to do about it."

"Whatever you want to call her you can, when you're comfortable with it you can call her mom just don't push yourself. Okay?"

"Yeah, I get it. I'm going to call her Ana for now then. I'm not ready to call her mom yet. It's just different for Maia and me, Maia doesn't remember her so she is all for her being here and letting her into her life but I remember what it felt like when she left. I remember how hard it was for everyone, and how much it hurt me. I had to have done something right? I mean I must have been awful to have had my mom leave me."

"I think you need to talk to her about how you felt and how you feel, and if you want to go back to the city you can. I can have someone stay with you or you can stay with Mia and Luke with your cousins."

"I'll let you know in the morning, I just don't want to leave Mouse if she needs me."

I kiss his forehead and put the sketchbook on the dest by the door, I look back at him once before turning off the light and leaving to room, marching across the hall to Maia's room. Now, my children have not been here long but her room is already a mess of toys and books, it looks like her closet threw everything up into a pile in the middle of the room.

"What happened in here?" I ask.

Kate is on the bed with Mouse, reading what looks to be Jurassic Park which is normal since there are no dinosaurs in this room. I had full say in the design in this room and it is light and sweet. The rooms here look more like show homes but we rarely are out here and if we are it's for a night or two.

"I couldn't find the right pyjamas and then Chloe was missing so I had to find her," The giant stuffed bunny Mia gave her for easter when she was three. "Then Aunt Kate said that Jurassic Park was taken to the house in Philadelphia so I had to find that too. By the time we found everything the room had gone, well… boom!"

I love the way kids explain things, it always keeps things interesting. Kate set the book on the bedside table and walked over to me, we shared a smile before she left. Alone time with the nine year old, ten next week and we are still in the middle of planning a huge party for her. We are throwing the party at the American Museum of Natural History, taking over the dinosaur wing for a whole afternoon.

"How are you feeling Mouse?"

"Okay… Daddy?"

"Yeah."

"Mommy is never gonna leave again, right?"

"No, I don't think she will. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if I needed to make another invitation for her to come to my dance show and my birthday party and the belt ceremony at my krav maga class. I was also wondering if I could take her to school next week because it's the mom and daughter easter tea and I have never had a mom to take, normally Aunt Kate or Aunt Mia would go with me so I need another invitation if she can come there."

Don't get mad, breathe in and out, do not freak out at the little girl who has never been this excited in a long time. I swear to God that if Anastasia breaks my little girls heart even just a little I will make her regret her existence.

"You don't need to make another invitation for her, she is you mom and will be there for you when you need her to be, but if you want to make invitations you can. I am not sure about the tea because I won't be there but we will try to make things work."

Her eyelids were only open a crack, it has been a very exciting and long day for her. I laid down next to her and rubbed her back in little circles until she was in a heavy sleep. Her bunny onsie/footie pyjama's will keep her warm enough with the heat on so I only pulled the sheet up over her little body.

Out in the hall Elliot was still on the phone and Kate was on her knees in front of him, normally he doesn't make her do this when she is this far along in her pregnancy but to each his own. Elliot switched off his phone and looked at me, his face saying it all.

"The FBI hit Queens, Danny claimed to be the leader and that it is a separate family then ours. The FBI seem happy with themselves but it is at least a twenty million dollar loss of drug trafficking and prostitution, not to mention the loan sharking we have had set up with them. There are no visible links between them and us so we're safe and if anyone speaks they die, I'm just pissed that Danny didn't act faster."

"It's okay Elliot, we're everywhere but our direct family is nowhere that the FBI or police force can get us. We'll always be safe, remember that. I have to go deal with Anastasia now, you two might be heading back to the city sooner then sunday since Noah might want to go back," I explain. "Kate, tomorrow or friday I want you to sit with Anastasia and go over rules and expectations. I think it will help if she hears it from you, go over as much as you can with her."

"She looked like she could run during dinner Christian, after being back for only eight hours. I also heard what you said to Mouse just now, so what will you do if Ana runs unless you've collared her," Kate's voice was small.

"She has the training necklace on now, if she tries anything stupid I will collar her. I am also going to be really strict on punishments for the next while with her, in public or not. I just don't know how to get through to her."

"Can I suggest something?" Kate seeks permission from Elliot who just nods. "She isn't like Mia or myself, never has been and never will be. We grew up in this life like Maia, but she grew up like a normal kid until she was fifteen. Use rewards as well as punishments: gifts, special meals, alone time with the kids, time outside without you there. Show her over time that she is earning your trust as much as you are earning hers."

I left them, thinking over what Kate just said. I know that Anastasia did not grow up like most women in the family. I get it but that still should not be an excuse, a reward system might work with her though. It would mix things up and she might trust me more that way.

I walk into the master and it is freezing, I am surprised that frost hasn't formed on the inside of the windows. Ana is shivering, covered in goosebumps and her lips are turning blue. I switch on the heating and then walk over to my closet, there is a door in there that is hidden that leads to a smaller but workable playroom. I make sure that everything is how I need it and then go back out to Anastasia, pulling off my polo as I go.

"Stand and follow me, eyes down," I order with a great deal of satisfaction when she listens and does not hesitate. Her movements are slow and weak but on the bright side she does not stop. Forty five minutes in a room that is 32 degrees Fahrenheit will do that to a person. In the playroom I stop, it is much warmer and the colour in her skin starts to come back. "You do not get safe words yet Kitten, you have to earn those."

"Yes sir."

I take a leather collar and put it on her neck, the large ring on the front what I need for the leash. I take her to the middle of the room and raise her hands to the cuffs hanging from the track system on the ceiling. I raise her up so she is three inches off the ground, cuff her feet to a spreader bad and open it as far as it will go. Just for kicks I poke her stomach to make her swing slightly. The harsh nipple clamps that are generally used for punishments are also vibrating ones, it takes me a moment to find them since I never use this room but then I go over and manipulate her nipples. The hardened buds are so tempting, and if she had not wanted to run tonight would have been about pleasure for the both of us. She screams when I clip on the clamps and turn on the vibrating sensation, the vibrations make the harsh clamps give a constant biting sensation.

I go grab a remote egg vibrator and one of the harsher cane's, slipping my hand through her folds I bring my fingers to my mouth to lick off her sweet juices. My little Kitten is already turned on by this, there is no denying it. I slip in the vibrator and start it off on low, the remote goes in my pocket and I grab a firm hold of the cane. I decide on ten hits before switching the vibrator up more, another ten and then another level of vibrations. She manages to take thirty hits with the cane before I can hear her crying.

"What do you want Kitten? Why are you crying?"

"Please… Christian…" She whimpers.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me, sir… Please fuck me hard… I just… I can't…"

"You can't?"

"I can't take it anymore," She bites out.

I take off the clamps and then turn the vibrator onto the highest level and watch her squirm. Right when she is about to cum I switch the vibrator off and pull it out of her. Tears are flowing down her face but she is trying to not make any noise.

"You begging me to fuck you does not tell me if you learned your lesson or were punished enough. Do you understand that Kitten?"

"I learned… I learned my lesson, sir."

"Did you now?"

"Yeah, running solves nothing sir. Running will make everything worse."

I am impressed, the way she has reacted to everything tonight has made me question everything with her. Ten years ago she would be throwing a fit asking me to stop and to not touch her. Unless she took time to be trained for punishments while she was running I don't know what to think of this.

"Was this punishments suited for the behaviour?" I ask.

She squirms while still hanging, the nerves all over her body are on fire and need attention but she knows that she needs to answer all my questions before anything will continue.

"I think so…"

"You think so? Come now Kitten, it's not that hard. It was or it wasn't, you can be honest with me but you will have to explain yourself either way."

"It was so cold Christian, I could feel my body shutting down. I didn't like being naked in the cold, it felt like death and it was empty. I was all alone and so cold, and I didn't know if you were coming back. I thought you were going to leave me there to… well to die. The caning made sense and the clamps and the stupid vibrator that right now I want to kill but I am still so cold," She rushes off.

My anger is back and stronger then ever, she thought I was going to leave her in the freezing cold to freeze to death, she thought I was going to kill her. This is something we are going to have to deal with and fast.

I walk over to a small black trunk that is next to the bed and pull out the but plug and chastity belt with built in dildo. Tears are still running down her face when I get back to her, I put the plug in her mouth for lubrication while I remove the spreader bar, slide the chastity belt up and insert the dildo before locking the belt in place. The key is safe in my pocket so she can't just take it off but the night will be very uncomfortable for her. I take the but plug back and insert it which makes her scream out again. I know she has done anal play before, we use to do it quite often so the size in her is nothing compared to my cock.

I lower the rig system so that she is now on her knees, with a little push, in front of me. I pull out my cock and she sucks it off slowly, seemingly enjoying herself. Once I have cummed in her mouth, much to my satisfaction. I untie her and lead her back into the bedroom. By the way she walks I can tell that she is very uncomfortable and that makes me happy, this is a punishment and she needs to learn that with punishments she won't get what she wants. While walking through my closet I strip and then pull on flannel pyjama pants, I also grab a navy shirt and pull it over her head so that she has something to sleep in just in case anyone comes in or something happens over night.

As we settle in bed her tears are still running down her face, she is bottling everything in rather then letting it all out like she used to. Her breaking point will come sooner for her then she believes it will with this new system of hers.

"You will not cum tonight Kitten, if you are a good girl we can reconsider in the morning for you," I smirk.

"I understand Christian, I get it."

Her voice broke in the middle of the sentence and then her body shook with silent heaves as she cried. FUCK! I hate that she still has that place in my heart, it's the last thing I need right now. I get up and go get the key from my discarded jeans.

In the bedroom she is crying hard but the only give away is the shaking and contortions of her body and the erratic breathing. I sit next to her and roll her onto her back, making her wince due to the plug. I unlock and slide off the belt, tossing it across the room before crawling in next to her. I switch off the lights, pull the duvet over our bodies, wrap my arm around her and hold her against me. Just like ten years ago she curls into my chest with little cooing noise and is asleep in moments.

Anastasia is back, my Anastasia is back but I still don't understand why. She has yet to explain why and I am quite certain it is not because she missed us or wanted to see us, if that were the case she would have been back years ago.

There are three knocks on the door before Elliot and Taylor walk in, I turn on the light beside me and look at them. I don't want to move in case I wake Ana which is the last thing we need if it is as serious as it seems.

"Christian, it seems that Ana has been hanging around with Jack Hyde for a couple of years in Phoenix. Hyde's step-brother is Jose Rodriguez who is the boss of the Trinitario, the Dominican gang we have been having issues with. We looked over her financials and her and Rodriguez seem to have spent the better part of the past five years together," Taylor frowned.

"We think that she is here as a mole or to take the kids, everyone knows that your kids are the key to your empire. If Rodriguez gets his hands on them he can take you down with the snap of his fingers," Elliot added.

I looked down at Ana, still snuggled into me with a little smile on her face and her brows furrowed. She still seems so young and innocent, but unfortunately this explanation makes sense and would give more reason to why she is back now.

"Tell Barney that I require him to hack into the CCTV, pick up when she met Kate at the cafe this morning and see who dropped her off and where she has been this past week. I need everything by Sunday before the wedding."

"Of course Christian, we'll get on it," Taylor nods.

They dismiss themselves, leaving me alone with this impossible woman. She is clearly not the same as she was ten years ago but she has grown up. If she is working as a mole for any other gang she should know the ramifications and if she doesn't I will have to find I a way to make her know without letting her know we are on to her. This could not get any more complicated because if it does my head will explode.

On top of all this I still have to tell my parents Anastasia is back, and it won't go well.