I only own the plot
CPOV
We quickly get back to Ana's building and I notice that she also has a tower in the sky. It looks similar to GEH. Too similar, hmm.
"Hey Beauty, did my brother design this building? It looks just like his work," I ask Ana as we pull out of the parking garage.
"Actually, yes it is. He was dating a friend of mine at the time and I went with his company to design and build my building." Ana informs me as we pull out to the Seattle streets. I nod my head thoughtfully. I bet her friend is a blonde.
As it is rush hour, we are stuck in traffic. I notice Ana takes off her seatbelt and before I can say anything she moves over a seat closer to me and buckles back up. She lays her head on my shoulder and grabs my hand to hold. We sit in comfortable silence as we move at a snail's pace back to her place.
"How the hell are you two related?!" Jason's outburst startles us all. Ana seems to almost jump out of her skin and it pisses me off.
"What the hell Taylor? Why are you yelling?" I bark out at him while moving Ana closer into my body. She automatically snuggles into my side, laying her head on my chest. I don't mind at all.
"I am sorry sir, but this is blowing my mind right now. This day is nothing like how we had planned and it is getting the best of me. I am sorry Miss Steele. It won't happen again." Taylor says sheepishly. He's not wrong, but it still pissed me off.
"No worries Jason. That creature driving is my dad's son. Well, adopted son. Ray found him when he crawled out of our trash bin one night. We haven't been able to shake him since." Ana says with a fond smirk looking at Sawyer. He just smirks back and blows her a kiss in the rearview mirror and Ana playfully gags. I wish my relationships with my siblings were like this. I only see them when they need something from me or when I am visiting my mother.
"In all honesty, Ray adopted Sawyer from a very unpleasant situation. Sawyer and I share a mom and we are only 2 years apart. Sawyer is older, but he acts like he's 4. Isn't that right Lukey Poo?" Ana says cooing to him in baby talk. Sawyer just remains silent, but flips her off and tries to swat at her without turning around.
"Thank you for the information Miss Steele." Taylor ends the conversation with a firm nod and turns his head to start looking back out of the window again. During this time, we arrived at Ana's place. It's right across from my place. How have I never seen my Beauty before today?
"Guys, after you both do your security checks, Christian and I will be alone in my study. Luke, take Jason to the security room so he can familiarize himself with our system. We do not want any interruptions no matter what noises you may hear from the room. Understood?" Bossy Beauty is a fucking turnon. They both nod and head in to do the checks. Around 10 minutes later, they both give us the all clear and we head to Ana's office.
"Christian, I want you to know that I will never judge you for your past. I care about the man you are now and the man you want to be for our future. I don't want you to ever be nervous or shy around me. I am yours. Yours to express your every desire and tell your deepest darkest secrets to. I will never tell another soul." Her blue-green eyes hold so much honesty that I tear up thinking about how lucky I am to have found her.
"Oh Beauty. You don't know how much that means to me. How much you mean to me already. I want all of that with you and want you to know I am all of that for you as well. I will always be there for you baby." I look directly into her eyes to make sure she knows that I am already here forever. She gives me a firm nod and relaxes on the couch in her office. I sit next to her and she puts her feet in my lap. I love that she feels the need to always have contact with me as well. She looks at me expectantly and I take a deep breath before I start my life story.
"I was abused as a child. By my birth mom and dad. They both took out their frustrations with each other on me. I was their punching bag. I was small and couldn't fight back. My dad killed my mom right in front of me and then killed himself right before he told me he didn't love me enough to kill me too. That he didn't want to be responsible for me in the afterlife as well. I was left with their dead bodies for over a week. I was only 6. Luckily, I was able to feed myself and take care of myself in general. There was a lock on the door that I couldn't reach no matter what I stood on, so I was trapped with them until the neighbors broke down the door. The neighbor took me to the hospital where she was interning and stayed with me when CPS tried to take me away. The neighbor was Grace. My mom now. I was an angry child. I didn't like anyone in my space. If anyone touched me, I lashed out. I would scream, punch, and do anything to get people to stop touching me. Grace and Carrick ended up adopting me even with all of my issues. Carrick threw me at therapist after therapist and nothing helped. I was still angry. Sad even. I was just hurt and needed love. Something I've never gotten."
I rush to get all of this out because I know if I stop talking, I might clam up. My beauty deserves to know all of me. She actually wants to know me. I look up at her and she is crying. "Don't cry for me Beauty. I have you now, so I am perfect now," I give her my best smile to let her know every word I just said was the truth. She leans in to give me a kiss and I accept it with hunger. Just in case this is the last one for a long while. I have still got to tell her about Elena. The devil that clawed her way into my life. I peck her lips one more time and pull away. I take a deep breath and look into her eyes again. She nods once again to let me know I have her full attention.
"That was my early childhood. Now I have to tell you about my abuser. Elena fucking Lincoln." I hear her intake of breath, but I can't bring myself to look at my Beauty while talking about this devil.
Here goes nothing.
