When Ana left him in the hospital with his family, she went home. On the drive home she was regretting not saying goodbye but she was wary of attachments until she knew who she was dealing with. Ana was very attracted to him and was going to patiently wait to find out if he had somebody in his life prior to crashing into her life.
She had gone back to her cabin in the woods and went to work cutting up the trees and working on clearing the trees around the wreck and using the chainsaw on them to chop into firewood stacking it off in an area that wouldn't be inconvenient. She then transported it over with a wheelbarrow to her wood stack by the cabin and in the shed where she stacked her surplus. It all took time because there was a lot of wood to prepare.
Ana had been able to pull the wreck out to an area free and clear after the trees were cut down with her truck. She cut the stumps low to the ground and did not damage the fuel bladders of the helicopter. She called her security to get in contact with a transport company and pay them. Then they could retrieve, drain the fuel at the closest site and deliver it to Christian Grey. She packed up everything and headed back to the city in her loaded pickup truck. She had her security come to escort her back into town and up to her penthouse.
Ana had done a complete regular background check on him and found out Christian was a bit of a recluse like herself. Some wealthy people were that way that weren't attention seeking narcissists. He had never been seen with women unless they were family and the gossip rags insinuated he was probably gay. She had her security start digging on him to uncover his whole background and history. She didn't want to interfere in his life if he couldn't even remember it. If he was gay she hoped it wouldn't compromise him. So it was best to back off and leave him alone until the information came back on him. It would take time.
Ana had gone reclusive from the city for a while now to get away from people in general but one in particular. This man was the most recent reason, an accidental friendship completely gone wrong.
She did not have a romantic relationship with this person or want one after the much deeper digging into background check was completed by her people. She had gone into seclusion once again in avoidance, because the man turned out to be sexually amusing himself with his staff for years at a constant turnover rate. Ana met him benignly at a vacation destination in the Caribbean that she was once at for a mini break from work. She had been sitting in on negotiations with a company her company was trying to buy that was a bit complicated and decided to go on a little trip after.
It turned out this man she met, who appeared friendly enough, was a total serial sexual predator that hid his crimes very well. He also frequented the BDSM and sex clubs in the greater Seattle area. Upon her deeper probing investigation, it had revealed that it had been going on for years from place to place he had relocated. The man had a pattern since he was a child even in foster care molesting the children there and being moved constantly from home to home without it being reported or investigated.
Now, he had become focused on her after a few months returning from the vacation. They had kept in contact and had dinner like only three times and he started making advances at the time that the information started coming in. This man wanted a sexual romantic relationship evidently and was pissed off when she suddenly shut him down. One of her security guards went undercover tailing him. He was overheard bragging to another man in a sex club that he had a big fish on his pole and was going to be set for life with her money once he could get in her pants. He told the man that he would either teach her submission or beat her into submission.
Ana told him the very next day that she wanted him to stay away from her completely or she was going to break something on him. She knew he must have thought he found his pretty little cash cow in her and there was no way she would allow someone like him near her ever again. It was the only reason a person like him who obviously hates and uses women would focus on her. Women were disposable to sexual psychopathic predators like him. He probably thought he would still play his little sexual predator games at work at his company then come home to a naive stupid wealthy woman with all the money he could roll in naked. She was not stupid or naive and held his life in her hands at the moment so she could crush him if she had too.
When she told him to leave her alone he blew up and went into an instant rage that had surfaced that he hid from her. Ana had to subdue him physically when he came at her to his shock until her security had to remove him from her penthouse. She had never tipped her hand on letting him know that she had the means to blow up his entire world yet. She had been taught by Ray and her Chief of Security to always hold her hand of cards close to her vest before playing them. Ana instead just faded into obscurity once again for a few months until Christian landed practically on top of her head.
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Christian was trying hard to find Ana. He had contacted GEH security because he remembered she gave them her phone number. Welch found out the phone was a disposable phone and was disconnected now.
He suffered no permanent damage to his brain, just brain bruising and swelling was causing the memory loss. The physicians in the Tacoma hospital said the person who took care of him did a wonderful job splinting his arm, the glass was removed completely out of his face and wouldn't even scar him.
He had been angry about Ana leaving because Taylor had upset her like that. It also took him a lot of time to get used to being around his family since he didn't remember anyone but was told who was who at the hospital before. Christian remembered how Ana had touched him so gently with her strong soft hands and dried off his hair and his body. She dressed him in underwear, pajama bottoms, socks and a flannel shirt while sitting him in front of the fire to warm him up so kindly and gently. She fed him rabbit stew and put him to bed tucked in so sweetly. He saw her in his dreams at night and dreamed of her touching him while having hot slow sex with her and licking her whole beautiful body he had gotten a glimpse of. He would wake up so hard and needy, having to manually work it out in the shower.
Christian ran a background check on Anastasia Steele and found out that she didn't exist and it disturbed him greatly because he may never see her again if he couldn't find her. His helicopter was returned to him one day out of the blue to Escala but there was no return address, only the recipient. All costs were already paid for the recovery, fuel dump and transport. He tried to look into it, but all financial and payee information was secured and locked out. Why wasn't she contacting him?
Welch and Barney couldn't find a thing about who it was that sent him his helicopter. They said it was peculiar and had to be handled professionally to disguise every detail of the person's identity. They even went to the drivers that pick up the wreck and to the company itself. The drivers said nobody was home at the location and they were instructed to just pick it up. They said the helicopter was already free of the trees that were cut down and processed into a large stack of firewood off to the side. They just put it on the flatbed strapped down, took it to a fuel depo to siphon the fuel out and then delivered it to his address. The company said they were paid with a prepaid card that was completely untraceable. Every road led to a dead end so he focused on piecing his own life back together again.
Christian had not regained his memory after four months now and as he learned things about himself he was glad of it. He remembered his memory of his life starting at Ana's cabin. Being in that cabin with Ana alone was where she had touched his whole body everywhere so soft and soothingly. It took him the last four months talking everything out with his shrink from before, Flynn, to piece his life together from before. He came to the conclusion that he was one truly fucked up person before. Now, he knew why that old woman, Elena, wouldn't leave him alone. She was trying to reel him in again to get some control back over him like she had before over his life. It was strange learning about himself from before because it was like looking at yourself from outside your body and it was someone else inside there. He was glad that he didn't remember suffering the trauma and pain of his life that had caused him before because he must have been miserable.
Christian's company and job was good though, he seemed to take to it like a duck to water. He loved the challenges it took to do it and did a lot of reading. He had been doing research over the last four months and talking with his PA, Andrea Parker, and his COO, Roz Bailey, to get background and updates on what was going on in his company. Christian eased into it until he felt comfortable enough to participate again. Roz just couldn't get over that he couldn't remember jack shit of his fucked up life and what a less uptight guy was like now.
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It was in October, and Ana was going to a charity event she contributes to in a wealthy person's very spacious side yard in a grand tent. Most of these functions were a blur to her at different venues. Mostly at hotels or halls. She thought being at a residence would be different and more private. She was dressed in a solid black velvet flocking over gold lamé in a brocade pattern that was a elegant "painted on" bodycon long formal dress. It had long tight sleeves and a special backless corset built in with a swag bit of cloth draping below on her butt because the back was so low her waist showed a bit. It was off the shoulder and vee neckline with a split up her leg to the mid left thigh with her black velvet garter on. Ana had on a pair of petite black velvet gloves with real diamond buttons on the wrist of each one's closure. People constantly kissed her hand or shook it so gloves were good at these kinds of functions. Her hair was styled in smooth finger waves with over the right shoulder flip curled under with large barrel curls in a forties style. She looked very demure with her smokey eyes and dark matte burgundy lipstick under a black mask. Ana had on black Aquazzura 105mm bow suede pumps and a black fox fur short jacket with a wide full fluffy collar and two black fox tails hanging down from both sides of the opening in the front. She was wearing a formal set of diamond jewelry. It was a masquerade so she had on a black lace and gold accented mask with a six inch plume of feathers between the eyes in black that had tiny dusted crystals lightly scattered on them glittering and a gold and black small fancy cameo at the base of the feathers on her face. She was very sexy, classy and stunning.
Ana had her two CPOs drive her and two following in an extra car and a covert was already out there watching in the crowd as a guest. Her covert security tonight was Gail Jones. Gail was a beautiful forty year old woman, who was a military super elite arms specialist, like Ana, trained in everything. She also was Ana's Chief of Security monitoring every threat to Ana. Being she was female and older, Gail was posing as a guest tonight wandering around watching like a hawk. Ana's two male CPO bodyguards helped her out of the car and she walked down the red carpet with lights exploding everywhere and people were shouting her name.
One female reporter said to another, "That beautiful billionaire woman is always surrounded by a wall of hot built muscle men."
They were talking about Ana because she was the wealthiest and youngest bachelorette billionaire in the state of Washington and the United States. When Ana entered the tent, every man in sight looked at her as she walked in demurely with two handsome muscled bodyguards flanking and escorting her. People were buzzing, whispering and talking.
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Christian had been sitting at the family table bored to death. He heard a bunch of loud mummering commotion breaking him from his thoughts and turned to look over to his left. His eyes got big when the crowd parted and the most exquisite dark haired beautiful woman in all black and gold with diamonds walked in the tent. She had a natural swing of her hips and a skin tight dress made for her figure. There were two male bodyguards flanking her as she approached the table next to his family's. She took a glass of champagne from a server and smiled at him, kindly thanking him graciously. Ana turned to her bodyguards and said something. They nodded respectfully and stepped away from her after she sat down at the table. Christian's mother walked directly up to the table and started talking to the woman. It made Christian wonder who she was.
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Grace walked up to Ana and said, "I'm Grace Trevelyn Grey. Carrick and I are both so glad you came, Miss Lambert. If you would like anything at all, we both will be at the table next to yours."
Ana said smiling, "Thank you. I love your children's charity. I like that the majority of the money goes directly to the recipients. I'm up to donating to over fifty charities now and my list keeps growing because there is so much need and so few well run ones like yours has been."
Grace was flattered at the gracious compliment about her charity. She said, nodding, "Thank you. Yes, sad to say there will always be a need. Thank you for coming again. I hope you have some fun." Ana smiled and waved goodbye.
Grace came to the table and Christian asked curiously, "Who is the lady you were just talking to?"
She said smiling, "That's Miss Anastasia Lambert. She is a very wealthy woman and a kind and generous donor to our charity for the last… eight years I believe. She is always fifty percent matching our grand total even after you generously donated contribution. This is the first time she has actually come to the gala. Do you know she donates to over fifty charities personally so far? Her company does even more for a lot of veterans and their families? She's a very nice and friendly person too." Grace left to go fraternize with people.
Elena Lincoln walked up to the table all dressed in black with a plunging neckline and a black satin mask. She sat next to Christian at her assigned seat being Christian never brought a date to functions he found out.
She said casually, "How are you tonight, Christian darling? Everyone keeps talking about some woman here tonight that is one of the wealthiest women in America. They have been saying that she had inherited billions from her father's family fortune turning it into a multibillion dollar company. They also were saying that she is only twenty five years old and a child prodigy." She was talking, waving her hand lazily, being blasé because the woman meant nothing to her anyway.
Christian asked her, "What do you care anyway, Elena? She probably isn't anyone you could try to use." Elena glared and ignored that.
She was eating a cracker out of a dish of snacks on the table and said, "She may not may not be someone I care about, but she could be beneficial to my social reputation. It's always good to have wealthy friends or acquaintances around you with money and social standing. Maybe I can find her and make a new wealthy friend." Christian turned his head away from her, tuning her out so he wouldn't have to listen to her babble about money. He was really sick of Elena after the playroom incident.
The announcements were made and the dinner service was about to begin, everyone was going to their seats.