It took Anastasia a week of researching DD/LG relationships, thinking over her future, what she wanted, and how she felt before deciding to give it a try. She felt comfortable with him and he seemed safe and lovely. He did have so much to lose if things went bad and she went public with it, so she was fairly sure he wouldn't turn out to be an abusive asshole like her ex-boyfriend Jose. Jose was the reason she never finished college in the first place. She had been a year in and he convinced her to find a full time job and move in with him so they could save money and send him to school first. He had promised to put her through school once he got a good job, but it was all a rouse. It was a control move. Now she was 23 with no degree and college debt. Bastard.

Christian obviously liked the control of being the dominant one in the relationship, but he was different. He was offering her everything she wanted so she wouldn't be stuck with him. He was giving her the tools to become independent.

During her week of researching, Ana had called and texted Christian a few times with questions and he was always so patient with her, explaining everything that caused any sort of confusion for her. She found herself waking up every morning to a good morning text from him, telling her how beautiful and sweet she was or reminding her to eat and hydrate herself. To some, it would sound bossy, but to her it was sweet. He was gently showing her how it would be if she agreed and it warmed her heart knowing he was thinking and worrying about her.

Finally, at 3:00pm on a Thursday, she sent the text.

I'm in.*

She watched as her text message was read as soon as it was sent and the typing bubble appeared at the bottom, making her laugh. She never had to wait for a response from him. Even if it was just a text saying he'd reach out later, it was always instant so that she didn't feel forgotten.

*Get to packing, baby. I'll be there to retrieve you at 5.*

*Oh...And thank you.*

His second text was so sweet, she found herself squealing with excitement. She danced on her tiptoes for a second before hurrying to her room to fill her suitcase. The three boxes she brought to the apartment were still closed and laying stacked in the corner of her room, so it didn't take her long to pack up her essentials.

"I take it you took the job?"

She turned to find Kate leaning against her door jam, pouting a little.

Ana grinned at her best friend. "Yes. Don't be sad! I'll still be in Seattle! I just won't be sleeping here anymore." She didn't want to out Christian by telling Kate about his offer, so she lied a little and told her that it was a live-in housekeeping job. If this worked out and it turned into a longterm thing, then she'd talk to Christian about coming clean to her best friend.

"You'll forget all about me while you live in the penthouse, high above the city."

Anastasia's eyebrows crinkled in confusion. "What? How do you know where he lives?"

Kate rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows he lives in Escala, Anastasia!"

"Oh."

"So tell me all about it! I know it has to be big, but how luxurious is it? Does he have his own pool? Sauna? Gym? Have you seen him use any of them, yet?"

Giggling, Anastasia waved her off. "If you want to see him shirtless, I'm sure you can google him." She'd never been to his home. Hell, she didn't even know where he lived, but she played it off like she did. She'd look pretty stupid agreeing to be a housekeeper somewhere she never laid eyes on.

"But I need details, Ana! Have you seen him up close? Explain every inch of that man in detail to me while I lay on your bed with my eyes closed so I can picture it."

Anastasia pushed Kate lightly when she tried to sit on her bed. "You're ridiculous. If you aren't going to help me pack, then go away."

"When are you leaving?"

Anastasia looked up at the clock on the wall. "In ninety minutes."

"What? But... but we didn't even get one more night out before you took the boring job for the hot billionaire!"

Anastasia instantly knew that Christian would not allow that now. He would never want her wandering around bars and clubs in a tight dress half drunk. "We're too old for that stuff, Kate. I'll come over for wine."

"Boo! When did you become an old coot?" Plopping on Ana's bed, she started to go through her suitcase. "Ah ha! New panties!" She held up a thong that still had the tags still on them. She wiggled her eyebrows at her best friend. "Is my shy best friend planning on seducing the hot asshole?"

"He's not an asshole! Give me those!" Ana yanked them out of Kate's grip and shoved them back in her suitcase. "Besides, they're not new, I just haven't worn them yet. I bought them awhile ago."

Kate snorted. "Whatever, Steele. Don't think I didn't notice your little trip to the salon Tuesday. You walked around wincing all evening."

"Shut up, Kate! I just needed a little refresher!"

"Refresher? You haven't waxed in months! I'm sure it was getting a little bushy down there."

"Stop."

XxXxXx

The doorbell rang at exactly five, causing both of the girls to go hurdling off the couch to get to the door.

"Kate! Let me!"

"It's my apartment!"

"It's for me!"

"I want to get a look!"

"You can when I open the door!"

"Move, Steele!"

"Kavanagh! I swear to God I'll tear your head off and shove it up your ass!"

Kate yanked open the door with a smile, Ana behind her. "She's so savage for a shy little thing, isn't she? You sure you want to take her?"

Christian stood there looking mildly amused by the two friends. He heard them bickering and fighting to get to the door.

"Ignore her, Christian." Ana took a step back and yanked Kate back with her so he had enough room to enter. "Come on in. I have a few boxes in my room I need to get and I'll be ready."

"I'll help, Anastasia."

Leaving Kate in the living room, he followed her back to the guest bedroom. By the time she reached her boxes to grab, she heard the door click closed causing her to spin in her spot.

"Christian?"

"Come here, baby."

She made her way over to him and he pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. "This is how you greet me. Everytime. Fuck, you smell good. I'm so glad you've agreed."

Ana pulled away to look up at him, but had no desire to let him go, yet. He was hers and he promised to overload her with affection, so she'd hold on for now. "I'm glad, too." She gave him a sweet smile. "I want to be yours."

He growled deep in his chest. "You are mine." Loosening his grip, he leaned down and patted her butt. "Come on, little one. Let's get your belongings so I can take you home."

Between Christian, Ana, and Kate they managed to carry down her belongings in one trip. There was an SUV sitting in front of their building with the hazards on.

The doorman opened the door for them and gave them a nod.

"Going so soon, Ms. Steele?"

She smiled at the gentleman who was in his sixties. "Yes, I am. Thank you, Benjamin. You've been lovely."

"Lovely, huh?" Christian teased, giving her a wink while they set her boxes in the back of the SUV.

She grinned. "I might have forgot my keys a couple of times. He was nice enough to let me in and beg security to unlock the apartment door."

"You won't have to worry about that with me. You'll always have security with you if you go out without me."

"Really?"

"If you're going to be affiliated with me, you might become a target."

She swallowed. He never mentioned that during all of this. It made sense, considering the amount of money and power he had. People would want to hurt him and the people around him for their own gain. Why didn't she think about this before?

"Relax, Anastasia. My security is the best in the business. Nothing will happen to you."

"Right." She nodded, trying to will herself to believe it. Turning, she found Kate on the curb with her arms open.

Ana hurried to her best friend, hugging her tightly.

"Thank you for saving me from having to live at Dad's. I'll have to send Mr. Kavanagh a thank you card."

Kate gave a watery laugh. "I don't want you to go."

"I'm not leaving the country, Kate! I'll be a few miles away."

"I know, but you're my best friend!" Kate looked over to Christian, who was waiting patiently against the car. "He better treat you well. You know you can come back anytime you want."

Ana laughed and pulled away. "I appreciate that, Kate. I love you and I'll call you soon."

Kate nodded and let Ana turn to head toward the car.

"Hey, pretty boy!" Kate called out, getting his attention. "I don't care how much money you have. You hurt my best friend, there will be hell to pay."

"Katherine Eve Kavanagh!" Anastasia swiveled on her feet to scowl at her, but Christian laughed.

"I promise to take care of your friend, Ms. Kavanagh. If I fail, I'll come find you and you can kick my ass yourself."

Christian helped Ana into the SUV before sliding in after her. He reached for her seatbelt and belted her in, checking that it was secure before doing the same with his own.

"Anastasia, this is Taylor, my head of security."

Anastasia gave Taylor a smile and head tilt when he turned his head and pulled his sunglasses down. "Nice to meet you, Taylor.

"Likewise, Ms. Steele."

Before she could ask him to call her Ana, he turned and shoved his glasses back on, a partition coming up to separate them from the front.

"Okay, then."

Christian grinned at her reaction and handed her a box with a bow on top.

"Oh, what's this?"

"Your welcome package." Christian teased.

"Fancy." She gave him a grin before pulling off the top of the box. Inside was a laptop, a phone, and a tablet. "Oh, wow. It is fancy. Thank you, Christian. These are wonderful."

"You're very welcome, baby. I wanted you on my phone plan, but I've had your number changed over and everything on your phone so you won't miss anything. The computer and tablet are a must for school, so I got the best of the best."

"Wow. How-how did you get all of my stuff off my phone?"

He smirked. "I have my ways."

She eyed him for a moment with her lip trapped between her teeth before reaching in and turning on the new phone. Her eyes widened when it did, in fact, have all of her contacts, pictures, and games on it.

"This is crazy."

"I don't want you to worry about anything. Not even about getting your phone transferred. I told you I'd take care of you and I mean it."

XxXxXx

Christian gave Anastasia a tour and showed her his bedroom and the guest bedroom next to it.

"You are always welcome in my bed, but if you aren't comfortable with it yet, you may stay in the guest bedroom here. I know it takes some time to get aquainted."

She nodded. "I appreciate that, Christian. That's very sweet."

"Do you drink wine?"

"Yes, Sir."

The right side of his mouth pulled up into a grin. He liked that name coming from her pretty little mouth. "Let's have some wine and talk a little while Gail finishes making dinner."

Soon they were seated in the plush couches of the living room and Christian grabbed a throw off the back of the couch to cover Ana.

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome, my girl. Your legs are bare and I didn't want you chilled."

Curling up on the couch she turned toward him. "So you said you wanted to talk?"

He nodded. "I figured you'd have more questions."

She shrugged. "I just- I don't know how this goes or how to start this. I've read about headspaces and all that but I don't know how to really do that?"

Licking his lips, he gave her a nod. "That's understandable. It usually comes naturally if you let me take the lead. Just listen to your body and your heart and don't let your brain get in the way."

"Okay, I think I can do that. So, what names do you prefer I call you? What names will you call me?"

"You're welcome to call me whatever you want, but in little headspace it helps if you call me Daddy, Sir, Owner, Dom, King, Alpha... whatever you prefer. Names I'll call you will be Little, Little Girl, Baby, Babydoll, Babygirl, Princess... you get the idea."

She smiled. "Those are sweet. I like that."

"I do ask that if you're in little headspace that you don't call me Christian. Only because it gets confusing and I can't tell if you've slipped out of your headspace."

She cracked a grin. "Is there something wrong with me for wanting to call you Daddy?"

He groaned. "Absolutely not. Just think of it as your boyfriend having the same name as a parent or a family member. You can still separate them and not confuse the two."

"That makes sense. Thank you for explaining it like that." She smiled up at him.

"Fuck, you're sweet. Can I hold you?"

A blush formed on her cheeks, but she nodded. "Yes, I'd like that." She moved into his arms and he held her close, making sure the throw blanket remained over her bare legs.

He ran a hand through her hair while her head rested on his shoulder. "I've wanted to hold you like this since that day in my office."

"Why didn't you?"

"I wanted it to be your choice. I didn't want to be pushy or weird."

Lifting her head, she searched his face. "Can I kiss you?"

Reaching up to cradle her face, he gave her a smile. "How about I kiss you?"

Her heart pounded in her chest. "Yes. I like that better."

Leaning in, he kissed her softly, keeping the kiss light and sweet. They were still getting to know each other and he didn't want to dive into it, yet.

When he pulled away, he saw that her eyes were still closed and she had a slight grin on her face. She hummed. "That was perfect." She opened her eyes to a smiling Christian.

"You're perfect."

She wanted to duck her head to hide her blush, but he was still holding it in his hands. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers once more.

"You're always welcome to hug and kiss me whenever you want. You never have to ask. I'm here to give you stability and affection."

"I think you're the one that's perfect." She admitted giving him a bashful grin.

XxXxXx

Ana changed into a tank top and sleep shorts for bed. Christian looked her over. "We're going to need to get you some nightgowns, I see."

She looked down at her pajamas. "These aren't okay?"

He shrugged. "You belong in satin and silk. Soft and sweet and feminine."

She didn't really care about all that, but she quickly realized that it was his preference and if they were going to be in a relationship like this, she'd be wearing what he wanted.

Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close and kissed her forehead. "Do you want to sleep in the guest room or the master?"

Ana's heart seemed to falter and stutter in her chest a little. She was torn. She didn't really know him, but she didn't do well sleeping in strange places alone.

Deciding she was taking too long to answer and knowing she was conflicted, he made the decision for her. "I'll tuck you into the guest bed, but if at any time you change your mind, you're welcome to come climb in mine. My door is open."

She nodded, relaxing. "Yes, that sounds good."

He tucked her in and kissed her once more. "Sweet dreams, my girl."

She smiled up at him. "Goodnight, Sir."

He made his way to the door and looked back at her, holding the doorknob in his hand. "Opened or closed?"

"Cracked please."

He shut the light off for her and left it cracked. She heard the patter of his bare feet make their way towards his room.

Anastasia tried her best to relax and fall asleep. The bed and pillows were so soft and luxurious, she felt like she was laying in the clouds, but she couldn't stop herself from tossing and turning. Every noise had her looking toward the cracked door. She hated staying in places she wasn't used to.

Another hour of tossing and turning went by before she ended up giving up and pushing out of bed. Tiptoeing out of her room and down the hall, she found his door open. Tiptoeing her way towards the bed, she saw Christian sleeping in bed, moonlight from the window lighting up his handsome face. He looked so relaxed and sweet laying there sleeping even with his strong jaw and cheekbones.

Taking a deep breath, she willed herself to be brave and made her way to the opposite side of the bed to slip in. Her movements were slow and steady, making sure she didn't wake him.

As soon as her head hit the pillow, she nuzzled into it and took a deep breath. It smelled so good. Like Christian. Her body instantly relaxed and she suddenly felt exhausted.

XxXxXx

The alarm went off and Christian awoke with a start when he felt something moving. Opening his eyes, he realized he had wrapped himself around Anastasia sometime during the night, his head on her chest.

When he lifted it, Ana giggled. "Good morning."

"It is a good morning." He rolled to his side and took her with him, holding her close while he grabbed his phone to silence it. "When did you come to bed?"

She shrugged. "A couple hours after you tucked me in. I couldn't sleep alone. The room was too big and I'm not used to all the sounds yet."

He pressed a kiss to her lips. "I like waking up to you in my bed. Do I get to fall asleep with you tonight?"

She bit her lip. "Probably."

"Lucky me." He swept a piece of hair off her face.

Trying her hardest not to blush, she looked away and asked what they were doing that day.

"Well, I am going to work. You get to sleep a little longer if you'd like and then my personal shopper from Neiman Marcus will come right after lunch to measure you and go through options for your wardrobe."

Her eyes widened. "A personal shopper? I take it it's going to be a little more than a few satin nightgowns."

He tapped her nose. "You'd be right about that, babygirl. After you eat this morning, if you're bored, use your laptop to look at their website. I requested mostly dresses, but I want you to have some other things, too. You'll need shoes and accessories, but I only asked for a few pieces of jewelry. I'd rather buy and gift those to you myself."

"Oh, wow." She took a deep breath. "That's- that's a lot, Christian."

"It seems overwhelming, but I promise you won't have to handpick every piece. Once she gets a hang of what you like, she'll put some things together."

"Why the dresses? I mean, do you prefer them?"

"Cause you look sweet in them, like a good Little should. And, because it's easy access... for spankings and... other things."

She couldn't hide her blush that time.

He smiled, watching her neck and face light up. "God, you're sweet. I won't push you into anything. We'll go at your pace."

She wet her lips. "I appreciate that, Sir."

He pressed his lips to hers once more. "My sweet girl. I need to shower. Relax for awhile."

Anastasia did just that while she listened to the shower spray from the bathroom. She tried to keep her mind off the fact that he was naked and wet just a wall away from her. She googled him earlier that week and found pictures of him in swim shorts, his body looking like it was made by the gods. Maybe one day she could join him and lick the water off those abs he had.

Twenty minutes later, Christian stepped out and she startled.

"Christian!"

He looked down at his naked body. "What? I need clothes from the closet."

Realizing she was staring, she clamped her hands over her eyes. "Warn a girl next time!"

He chuckled and sat next to her on the bed. She felt the bed dip and made a shooing motion with her hand, willing him to leave.

"That's enough." His tone was sharp and he pulled her hand off her face. "There is no reason for me to be ashamed of my body or for you to he ashamed for looking. Everyone has one and being naked is natural."

She gave him a light scowl. "Get naked in front of girls often?"

He growled low in his chest. "Don't be disrespectful. If you have a question or feeling insecure about something, you speak to me in a respectful manner. I won't allow this. I won't speak to you like that and I expect the same curtesy, little girl."

She shrunk back in bed, feeling thoroughly chastised. "I'm sorry, Sir."

"Ask your question."

"Do-Is there a lot of girls that see you naked?"

"No, Anastasia. I don't make it a habit of walking around like this outside of my home, but I won't be ashamed of it. I don't want you to be ashamed of your body either. Every body is beautiful."

"I'm sorry I got jealous. I don't have that right."

"You absolutely have that right, but I never want you to feel that way. There is no need. My body is for your eyes only and yours will be for mine. There will be no others while we're together. I would never disrespect our relationship, baby."

She gave him a soft smile. "Thank you."

Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "You're welcome, princess. As long as your respectful and we have an open line of communication, I don't mind reassuring you when it's needed. Are we okay now?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. I need to get dressed."

She watched him disappear into the closet and couldn't help but stare at his tight ass as he walked away.

"All mine." She whispered as she burrowed further into the covers.

XxXxXx

Anastasia smiled when her phone rang and Christian's named popped up. He had texted her throughout the day to check on her and she was swooning over how lovely he was being. She was slipping into her little headspace pretty easily with just the simple communication and she began to understand a little more about it. It was easy to slip into a simpler headspace when the dominant person was so lovely and sweet. She felt safe and cared for.

"Hi, Daddy."

He groaned into the phone. "Watching you use that in text had been great, but hearing you say it is phenomenal, little girl."

She grinned. "I'm glad I can make you happy."

"All you have to do is exist for me to be happy. I wanted to call and see how this afternoon went and to let you know I won't be home until later tonight. I'm sorry, princess."

"It's okay. I know you have to work. Today was okay. She had someone bring me a few things while we talked."

"Good, baby. Do you like them?"

"Yes, I'm wearing one of the dresses now. It makes me feel special."

"You are special. What did you think of Caroline? Did she pick things you liked?"

"She was... okay."

"Princess, tell me what's wrong. Don't keep things from your Dom."

"She just..." She sighed. "She made me feel fat."

"What? Did she say that?" Christian gripped the armrest of his chair, pissed at the woman he considered a friend.

"No, no. I'm probably just overthinking it, Daddy."

"Tell me what she said."

"She just... when she came in she looked me over and asked me what size I was. When I told her a 10, she let out a noise and said that she spent the morning picking smaller sizes cause you told her I was a tiny little thing. So, then she had to get in touch with other people at the store and have them bring stuff in the right size. I was embarrassed and felt like I wasted her time."

"Thank you for telling me, babydoll. I'll take care of it."

"I didn't mean to get her in trouble, Sir. She probably just had a bad day."

"That is no excuse for her to be so unprofessional. Your body is perfect. It's her fault for spending the time picking things out before she met with you. She needs to be talked to. I spend a lot of money there, baby, and I won't allow her to treat you badly. Just let me take care of it."

"But how do I act when she brings more of my clothes? It'll be weird."

"I'll request someone else. My baby, you have nothing to worry about. I won't allow anyone to disrespect you."

She smiled. "I like that name."

"You like being my baby?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"You're such a good girl. I'll be home as soon as I can. Go ahead and eat dinner without me. When I get home we'll snuggle on the couch and talk, okay?"

"Can we eat dessert together?"

He chuckled. "Anything you want, princess."

"Good. I made a trifle today while I was bored and I want you to taste it."

His computer pinged with a conference reminder. "I can't wait. I've got to go now, my baby. I'll see you tonight."