21 September 2012

Chapter 36 - Masquerading

“Can I help you, Mr. Grey? I assume there is some purpose to your visit other than to gawk mindlessly at me.”

I’ve come to find Anastasia before she gets dressed, because I’ve got an idea for a little bit of kink I think she might enjoy this evening. I’ve found her in the walk-in closet where she’s just reaching up for the silver satin dress I guess she’s planning to wear tonight, and I’ve walked in just in time for the best private erotic show a man could wish for. Anastasia in sexy lingerie.

So now I’m stood there transfixed.  I swear my heart misses a beat. She looks stunning in her new underwear. Simply stunning.  Her slim figure is being shown off to perfection in a black bustier corset that gives her a fantastic sexy cleavage, with tiny silky panties to match that only just cover the bare essentials. Her long, slim legs are encased in thigh high silk stockings.  I can’t take my eyes off her.

“I’m rather enjoying my mindless gawk, thank you, Miss Steele,” I manage to utter. I always knew she’d look good in designer lingerie, but this is beyond all my expectations. “Remind me to send a personal note of thanks to Caroline Acton. The personal shopper at Neiman’s,” I elaborate when I see Ana’s puzzled look.

Yep, Ms. Acton is excellent at her job. She’s done a mighty fine job of fulfilling my shopping brief. And I'm glad it seems Ana’s picked out the silver evening gown to wear tonight, because that’s my favorite, the one I would have picked if she’d asked me. It’s a simple design but beautifully cut, and I think the silver will suit her coloring, especially with her blue eyes.

“I’m quite distracted,” I confess. What man wouldn’t be?

“I can see that. What do you want?”

She’s acting as if I’m a nuisance for interrupting her preparations.  Well let’s just see her reaction when I show her the little present I’ve brought.

I pull the silver Ben Wah balls from my pocket, and see her eyes widen.

“It’s not what you think,” I reassure her, when I see her slightly apprehensive expression.

“Enlighten me,” she murmurs.

“I thought you could wear these tonight.” I can see the idea sinking in.

“To this event?”

She seems shocked as I nod at her. Really? The girl who decided not to wear her panties the first time she went to meet my parents at their house is shocked by my suggestion?

“Will you spank me later?”

“No. You want me to?” I chuckle, because fuck me, she actually seems disappointed. I guess she’s confused. She’s scared of pain, but knows she was turned on by being spanked, so she doesn't know what she wants. “Well rest assured I am not going to touch you like that, not even if you beg me.”

I’m not taking any chances on screwing things up again. I'm not planning on revisiting that place again anytime soon. No pain, no punishments, no risks. Vanilla only. Well, kinky vanilla. We both enjoy that.

“Do you want to play this game? You can always take them out if it’s too much.” I hold up the balls to tempt her, knowing what a success they were when we used them before. 

That’s the beauty of Ben Wah balls – they work great with or without a spanking. Simple, easy and effective. A perfect sex toy. She’ll end up desperate for me to fuck her, and naturally I’ll be only too happy to help her out.

And it’ll help distract her and keep her mind off the Leila situation. I’ve given strict instructions to the team that the extra security is not to be intrusive, and that I don't want Anastasia to be worried unnecessarily. 

Should any issues or concerns arise during the course of the evening, they are to be immediately directed either to Taylor as Team Leader, or to myself as the Principal - but not to Anastasia. As far as she is concerned, the close protection team must merge into the background and not exist, whilst all the time monitoring every aspect of her safety. Having her distracted by the silver balls should certainly help with this.

I'm delighted when she shyly agrees to use them.

“Good girl. Come here, and I’ll put them in, once you’ve put your shoes on.”
 I want to see those sexy legs of hers in the sky high Louboutins, especially now she’s got stockings on. Ana in stockings and stilettos. It doesn't get much better than that. I fucking love stockings, and I fucking love stilettos.

I hold her hand to steady her as she puts them on. So sexy. Her gorgeous legs seem to go on and on. I’m normally much taller than her, but she’s nearly up to my shoulder now.

She has such great legs. Slim but shapely. Fuck, but she looks every bit as sexy as I imagined, and then some, but she seems unaware of the effect she’s having on me – I already have a rock hard erection. I have had since the moment I walked in and saw her.

I lead her over to the bedside. I want to look at her, to drink her in, so I can think about this all evening while we’re out. I get a chair and place it in front of her, while I sit behind her on the bed as she stands in front of me.

“When I nod, you bend down and hold on to the chair. Understand?” I’m struggling with coherent speech. That’s the effect she’s having on me.


“Good. Now open your mouth.” I think she’s expecting the silver balls, but instead I slip my index finger in.

“Suck,” I command her. She does – hard.  I nearly groan out loud. 

My imagination goes into overdrive as she uses her impressive fellating skills on my lucky finger. I put the silver balls in her mouth to make them warm and wet in preparation for where they’re going next. Then the naughty, sexy girl bites down on my finger, when I try to withdraw it with the balls. I can’t help grinning, even as I shake my head at her. 

She always seems to have a surprising edge about her that catches me unawares, and I fucking love that. But now I need to place the balls, before I lose control of myself and end up taking her right now.

I nod at her. She bends down and grasps the side of the chair. The sight before me is magnificent. Her perfect ass, with just the little silk panties covering her modesty. I carefully move the panties to one side, then slowly slide my finger inside her and circle it round to check she’s ready for the silver balls. And she most certainly is – she feels fantastically wet, and all I can think about is how easily I could slide my cock inside her instead of my finger. 

But I just about manage to keep myself under control, reasoning that by denying myself now, we can have some mind-blowing sex later when the silver balls have worked their magic.

I gently insert the balls, one after the other, deep inside. Then I smooth her panties back into place, and reverently kiss her fantastic bottom. Mmm, it’s so smooth and soft and rounded. I want to bite it… I want to spank it… I gaze down at her long legs encased in the silk stockings, and run my hands up from her ankle to her thigh, gently kissing the soft exposed skin where the lacy stocking tops end.

“You have fine, fine legs, Miss Steele,” I murmur in admiration.

No one else gets to see this wonderful sight, only me. No one else will know what she’s wearing under her full length gown tonight, only me. This wonderful creature belongs to me. She is mine. All this is just for me, and that is such a huge turn on.

I stand up and grab her hips to pull her back hard against my erection.

“Maybe I’ll have you this way when we get home, Anastasia." And all the other ways I want you too. "You can stand now."

I lean over her and kiss her shoulder. I have another gift for her, and as I take it out of my pocket, I just pray she’s going to accept this one as nicely as she did my first offering.

“I bought these for you to wear to last Saturday’s gala. But you left me, so I never had the opportunity to give them to you.” 

I debated whether or not to give the earrings to her. They serve as a very poignant reminder of the living hell I was going through at exactly this time last week, because she had left me. 

But I decided that if she did accept them, it would be a sign that we really have moved on from that. The earrings will be a token of my second chance, of the new future she’s given me. So I'm really hoping she isn’t going to be difficult about receiving this gift from me, as she so often can be about these things.

“This is my second chance,” I murmur nervously. If she rejects them, I’ll have to take that as a bad omen.

Anastasia reaches for the box and opens it tentatively. She gasps as she sees the  diamond drop earrings. They are a simple, timeless, classic design. Naturally each diamond is of the finest, flawless quality as I specified, although I doubt Ana will realize this. But I will know, because I only want the very best for my girl.

“They’re lovely,” she whispers, awestruck. “Thank you.”

She really does seem to like them, so I’m suitably gratified – and relieved.  The second chance earrings have been graciously accepted, and now she is happy and smiling.  So I'm happy and smiling too. That’s exactly what should happen when you give someone a gift – you should both gain equal pleasure.  I kiss her shoulder in delight. My instincts were correct. Going ahead and giving Anastasia the earrings was the right thing to do.

“You’re wearing the silver satin dress?” I confirm with her, so I know which of the three masquerade masks to give her that Mia got for me.  I had her get me one to match each of the new dresses Ana had to choose from, just in case she didn’t opt for the silver one.

“Yes? Is that okay?”      
“Of course. I’ll let you get ready.”

With that, I muster every last bit of self-control, and walk out of the door without a backward glance, to head for my bedroom to finish getting ready.


I’m standing in the hall going through the final details of tonight’s arrangements with the Close Protection team. All three of the new operatives are highly experienced guys who have been on the circuit for a while, so know the routine. 

All are armed, which I’m not comfortable about, but Taylor is adamant it's essential for them to do their job properly, and I guess if I'm expecting them to protect us from a potentially armed, potentially hostile, unbalanced, fixated female, he has a point. He always carries in any case. Guns are a subject we don't really see eye to eye on.

I agreed to the evasive driving techniques tuition he strongly recommended I complete, because I still like to drive myself sometimes. I actually quite enjoyed that, but I refuse to be trained to use a gun. My parents have always been vehemently anti-gun, and I’m with them on this one. The more weapons there are about, the higher the risk of gun battles, with all the subsequent mortalities and injuries.  But as Taylor and his team could be risking their lives for us, I reluctantly bow to his recommendation that the security detail all carry weapons.

Taylor has fully briefed the team with regard to the vehicles we will be using tonight – all are fitted with ballistic bullet resistant glass, run flat tires, foam filled gas tanks, and armor protection as standard. All members of the team are fully trained in every type of tactical and evasive driving technique.

Each man will be wearing a covert two way earpiece with a PTT - Push To Talk switch concealed in their sleeve for effective communication. These state of the art, high spec devices will hopefully not be too obvious to anyone, in particular Ana or my family. I’ve warned my Dad that I’ve stepped up my security, but haven’t elaborated or gone into too much detail to explain why, just that Taylor recommended it.

As I’m speaking, I suddenly realize that I no longer have the full attention of the men. They all appear to be staring over my shoulder at something or someone behind me, their faces lighting up and their jaws slacking slightly.

I turn round to see Anastasia anxiously standing there waiting behind me. She looks beautiful. The men quickly pull themselves together and manage to stop gawping at this vision of loveliness, but I think maybe they get why I'm being so protective of her now. 

She looks enchanting as she shyly stands there in her gorgeous strapless silver gown, but also very delicate and defenseless. No question, she needs us to look after her.

Ana doesn’t relax until she sees me smile at her – and I realize it’s my approval she’s nervously waiting for. I have to remember that this is a girl who normally lives in jeans and converse, rather than diamonds and designer gowns.

So I wander over to her and bend down to kiss her hair. She smells divine, as usual. 

“Anastasia. You look breathtaking.”

She flushes as she glances over at the security detail. Most women would relish being admired and the center of attention of a group of men, but it’s obvious she’s embarrassed and uncomfortable.

“A glass of champagne before we go?” I suggest, to help relax Ana, but also to give the men time to prep the vehicles, ready for us to depart.

As she eagerly agrees, I nod to Taylor. Ryan and Reynolds are going ahead first to do another final security sweep, while Taylor will be driving us over, with Sawyer riding upfront with him.
Ana’s hurried off to the kitchen, so I follow and retrieve the bottle of champagne from the fridge.

“Security team?” she asks, seemingly relieved to be away from the spotlight.

“Close protection. They’re under Taylor’s control. He’s trained in that too.” Ana seems to like and trust Taylor, so hopefully she’ll be reassured if she knows this team is under his command.

“He’s very versatile.”

“Yes, he is.” But enough about him. “You look lovely, Anastasia. Cheers.”  

I like the way she’s tucked her hair behind her ear on one side.  It means I can see the diamonds in her earring catch the light as she turns her head. I want to buy her lots more diamonds, if she’ll only let me. She deserves the very best of everything, and I can give her that.

I’m wondering if the silver balls are having any effect on her yet. How long will she be able to last, before she needs me to satisfy her, I wonder? Christ, just that thought means I’ve instantly got an enormous hard on again.

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine, thank you,” she smiles sweetly at me. Hmm, it’s early days yet, Miss Steele. Just you wait.

“Here, you’re going to need this. Open it.” I hand her the velvet pouch, which contains a silver filigree masquerade mask that has a plume of cobalt blue feathers. Mia has done us proud, as she usually does with things like this. She has a very good eye.

“It’s a masked ball,” I explain, as I see Ana’s look of confusion.

“I see.”

“This will show off your beautiful eyes, Anastasia.”

“Are you wearing one?”

“Of course. They’re very liberating in a way.” 

Taylor is not thrilled though. Masks make it that much harder for the team to spot Leila, should she try to make an appearance.  Neither is he thrilled by the prospect of the concluding firework display, because the noise would provide perfect cover for a gun attack. He’s recommended that we leave before they commence. I’ve told him I’ll decide about that later.

I glance at my watch. Ryan and Reynolds need a bit more time to complete their security sweep, so to delay our departure, I offer to show Ana a room in my apartment that I realized earlier she will probably really like, bearing in mind her love of books.

“You have a library!” she squeals in excitement when I take her to the room directly below my playroom. I never get round to reading the books in here these days, which is a shame, as it contains a fine collection of all sorts of first editions. So Ana is more than welcome to browse through and read any of them if she wants to.

It also contains my billiard table.

“Yes, the balls room, as Elliot calls it. The apartment is quite spacious.  I realized today, when you mentioned exploring, that I've never given you a tour. We don't have time now, but I thought I’d show you this room, and maybe challenge you to a game of billiards in the not-too-distant future.” And then fuck you right here on the table. I’m finding the idea of fucking you in lots of different places other than my playroom very stimulating. It’s giving me hours of fun, dreaming up all the ways I can take you, in so many different places, Miss Steele.

Ana grins at me. I imagined she’d maybe say something about not being able to play pool, and then I could offer to teach her. I’d really enjoy all that leaning over the table together, with her sexy ass rubbing against my cock. But instead, from the look of glee on her face she has other ideas, and seems to be hiding something from me.


“Nothing,” she says quickly, trying to wipe the smug look from her face.

Shit, maybe she thinks she can actually beat me at pool? Silly girl. I nearly laugh out loud at the thought of that, but I don't steal her thunder.

“Well, maybe Doctor Flynn can uncover your secrets. You’ll meet him this evening.”

I think it’s probably best to warn her, because I’m not sure what John has planned for this evening, only that he’s threatened to steal her away from me at some point. He’s naturally very curious to meet Anastasia, after all he’s heard about this young woman who’s had such a profound effect on me.

“The expensive charlatan?” She immediately seems nervous for some reason.

“The very same. He’s dying to meet you.”

The good Doctor Flynn threw down the challenge for this evening, so now I’ll just have to wait and see what he comes up with.


We’re pulling up outside my parents’ house, and it’s time to put our masks on. Mine is black, which suits my dark personality. Ana’s blue eyes look enormous, highlighted as they are by her pretty silver mask, and I can tell that she is very nervous, probably because she’s never attended this kind of event before.

“You look beautiful, Anastasia,” I reassure her as we leave the car. 

I’ve promised Taylor I'll stay by Anastasia’s side as much as possible, to make his job easier. This is no hardship, because there’s no place I’d rather be tonight. 

I’m also the best person to give him an early warning if I think I see Leila anywhere around, although I'm pretty confident I could handle her, should she make an appearance.  She was a natural born submissive, and I was her Master.  I don't believe that is something that would suddenly change, so I’m pretty sure she would still obey my commands. However, I would prefer not to have to put my theory to the test.   

Anastasia and I are photographed as we make our way in along with the hordes of other guests, and I make a mental note to be sure to get copies of these, to add to my collection of our official pictures. The few pictures I have of us together were very precious to me when we broke up. They are even more precious to me now that she has given me a second chance.

 My parents always pull out all the stops for this annual event, as it’s one of the main sources of income for the Coping Together charity. I support it wholeheartedly, although it dredges up all sorts of unwelcome memories, when I hear about the various projects they’re involved with. So my Mom, being the wonderful, kind, sensitive person that she is, doesn’t usually involve me too much on that side of things. But she knows she can count on me for any kind of support for this charity, as well as several others that they support. Making generous donations to deserving charities is the least I can do with my considerable wealth.

I notice Ana looking rather pensive, so I hope she’s not brooding about Leila. I smile and pass her a glass of champagne, then lead her over to the large white pergola, where a string quartet is playing, and people are congregating. Another thing I’ve promised Taylor is to try to keep to the contained areas, so the security detail can monitor the crowds more effectively.

Then the force of nature that is my baby sister is suddenly upon us.
“Christian!” she yells, as a blur of pink launches herself at me.
I see Taylor subtly speak into the radio concealed in his sleeve, as he stands in the sidelines. No doubt he’s reassuring the team that this is my sister, not my hostile stalker. She doesn't fit the profile anyhow – Mia is tall and curvy, very unlike Leila’s small, petite build.

“Ana! Oh, darling, you look gorgeous!” she hugs Ana, and I'm glad she seems genuinely pleased to see my shy girlfriend, as she befriends her and takes her under her wing.  Mia has a very kind nature, even if she can be rather overwhelming at times. “You must come and meet my friends.  None of them can believe that Christian finally has a girlfriend.”

Ana is dragged over to meet Mia’s group of friends. I'm not far away, and even with their masks, I recognize them all anyhow, including that sour faced bitch, Lily.  I don't know why Mia is still friends with her. She’s a nasty piece of work, but that’s Mia for you – she’s very loyal. Having said that, I can see her having words with her miserable friend, so I decide its time to go rescue Ana, much to her obvious relief.

We do the rounds and circulate amongst the elite of Seattle. I keep Ana close by my side the whole time. I'm constantly scanning the crowds to make sure I don't see anyone that vaguely looks like Leila. I wouldn’t put it past her to somehow sneak in, even though Taylor and Welch have meticulously gone through the list of guests and staff. I hope Ana isn’t aware that I’m doing this, but I think she is probably far too overwhelmed by everything going on around her to notice. She’s also had a few glasses of champagne, which is fine, although I am keeping track of how many she’s had.  And the silver balls must be having an effect on her by now, giving her something else to think about. Being fucked by me. All in good time.

But she still has enough wits about her to fend off an inquiry about a hostile takeover at SIP from old man Eccles, who has somehow picked up a rumor about the proceedings, which I’m pissed about. How the fuck has that gotten out already? But I keep my displeasure hidden. Poker face. Give nothing away.

“I’m just a lowly assistant, Mr. Eccles. I wouldn’t know about these things,” Ana declares innocently, as I keep my expression bland and disinterested. Good girl, Ana. So you can lie, but I suppose what you said was more or less true. Best type of lie – stick as near to the truth as you can.

Then it’s time to take our places for the meal.  I make a show of checking the seating plan, but I already know we’re sat at a table in the center with mostly family members. Taylor had it checked out as part of his security sweep, to give him a heads up about where best to position the security detail. Out of the corner of my eye, I see them as we head for the table. They’re on the case.

Mom’s face lights up when she sees Ana, as we approach together. Mom looks very elegant in a green gown. She is still a very beautiful woman, even in her fifties. She’s a beautiful person inside and out, with such a pure and wonderful heart. My beloved Mother.

“Ana, how delightful to see you again! And looking so beautiful, too.” She’s clearly thrilled and delighted to see my girlfriend again, which makes me feel very proud. I’m surprised by how important it is to me that Mom likes and approves of Anastasia. I’m an adult; I live my own life in my own way, without needing her approval, for God’s sake.

Ana commented to me before that my Mom must be proud of me, which if true, is misguided. If she knew the truth about you and your sick, depraved ways, she certainly wouldn’t be proud of you in any way at all would she, Grey? Shame you can’t be the son she deserves. But at least she has Elliot and Mia.

“Mother.” I stoop down to kiss her on both cheeks.

“Oh Christian, so formal,” she scolds. But I just can’t be more openly affectionate like Elliot or Mia. It’s not me. They are far more deserving of her love, aren’t they? Best keep yourself on the edge of your family so they aren’t contaminated by your dark soul. The outsider looking in, that’s your place. But maybe Ana could be your link to their world?

My grandparents are here tonight. They are amazing for their age, full of character and wit. I haven’t seen them for a while, but I’ve no doubt they’ve heard all about my girlfriend. Perhaps I should have warned Ana about them to prepare her, but it’s too late now. Grandmother Trevelyn is all over her like a rash as soon as I introduce her.

“Oh, he’s finally found someone, how wonderful. And so pretty! Well, I do hope you make an honest man of him,” she says as she grabs Ana’s hand.

The poor girl is now totally overwhelmed. Jeez, is it really such a miracle to my family that I’ve finally got a girlfriend? I’m not even thirty yet, for crying out loud, and I’ve been busy empire building.  Just because I’m not like Elliot with a new girl every week, it’s not that unusual, is it?  They don't know what else I've been occupying myself with.  I could have just been busy collecting stamps or something in my spare time for all they know. Yeah right. As if. The Dominant Philatelist.

Mom quickly steps in to rescue Ana.

“Mother, don’t embarrass Ana.” Ana shoots her a grateful look, and my Mom smiles back at her reassuringly. A natural born mother hen, always clucky and protective, that’s my Mom. Now it seems she’s adding an extra member to her brood.

Then my Grandfather feels obliged to join in and give us his views.
“Ignore the silly old coot, m’dear. She thinks because she’s so old, she has a God-given right to say whatever nonsense pops into that woolly head of hers.” 

My Grandparents love each other to bits, but they bicker constantly. I’m used to it, but I'm not sure what Ana will make of it. She’s never mentioned any of her grandparents, so I'm guessing they are no longer alive. Nothing came up on her background check, so it’s something I’ll have to ask her about.

Luckily Mia now diverts everyone’s attention by introducing her date. Her date? How come I didn’t know about this? She’s only recently got back from Paris, so where did this Sean suddenly appear from?  I shake his hand as I quickly size him up. He seems rather young and immature, so I’m not sure he’s man enough to take on Mia. Perhaps he’s just a convenient date for tonight. I’ll have him checked out later.

Mom’s old friends Lance and Janine complete the numbers at our table, but I haven’t seen my Dad yet. Ana is safely sat between me and my Grandfather. I see the security detail are skillfully placed for monitoring all access to our table, but are safely out of Ana’s sight. Good. Out of sight, out of mind.

Dad’s absence is soon explained when he takes to the stage, wearing a gold Punchinello mask that can't disguise his easily recognized, tall and distinguished presence. He's still a good looking guy; he and Mom still make a great couple together, even after being married for over thirty years.

He makes his usual speech, about everyone digging deep into their pockets for a cause that is close to their hearts, before he hands over to the Master of Ceremonies. Then he makes his way over to our table to join us.

“Good to see you again, Ana,” he says, as he kisses her on both cheeks. So he really does approve of her. Believe me, it would be crystal clear if he didn’t. He’d be perfectly polite, but he’d be using his cold and distant lawyer persona instead.  

But greeting Ana warmly and kissing her on both cheeks is most definitely an unmistakable sign of approval from my Dad. So everyone in my family likes and approves of her.

Except Elena, maybe? But she’s not family, even though she knows a lot more about me than they do. I know she means well and is just looking out for me, but it’s a good job she’s not here to stir things up with Anastasia. We've got enough going on at the moment, thanks to my wayward ex sub. But I have to remember that Leila is ill; she can’t help it.

The proceedings get going. Mia enthusiastically volunteers to be our table head. As the MC asks for signed dollar bill donations for the draw later on, I see a look of panic on Anastasia’s face.

 I’m guessing it didn’t occur to her to bring any money, because she’s no idea what usually happens at these events. These fund raisers are aimed at the very wealthy; high rollers who have no problem with making large donations, so she’s way out of her league. But it’s no problem; my family are all aware of her background and circumstances, so no one will be expecting her to contribute, and as her escort, I’ve got it covered.

“Here,” I pass Anastasia a hundred dollar bill, along with my Montblanc fountain pen for her to sign her name, in preparation for the draw later.  I always use a decent quality pen. I figure if you’re signing a multi-million dollar deal, it’s worthy of a decent signature, not some cheap, blotchy biro effort.

 “I’ll pay you back,” she whispers, as she takes the note and signs it. No, you fucking well won’t, Miss Steele.

I make no comment; I have no wish to start an argument in front of everyone, but if she starts again once we are back home, I will let her know in no uncertain terms that repayment is not an option. I thought we’d got past all this nonsense when she accepted my gift of the earrings, but it seems not.

I see her looking in confusion at all the different glasses for the various wines, for each of the numerous courses of our meal. She needn’t worry – I will be guiding her and ensuring she doesn’t drink too much – just enough to keep her relaxed. I like being her mentor. Not quite the same as being her Master, but still.

The sides of the tent are drawn back, to reveal the wonderful view of the sunset over Seattle and Meydenbauer bay.  I’ve always thought it would be great to maybe live somewhere overlooking the bay one day, especially when I’ve been out sailing, looking back at the exclusive properties.

I have my people constantly on the lookout in case a suitable property becomes available.  I know these places are usually snapped up, so I’d have to make up my mind quickly if one did come up. If it was in the right location, I’d probably go ahead and buy it anyway, just to acquire the plot of land. Houses can always be redesigned or even demolished and rebuilt, especially when you have a brother with a company that specializes in such projects.

 I see Ana admiring the view – I wonder where she would like to live eventually, what sort of place would appeal to her, because she can’t go on sharing with Kate forever. I wonder how she’s going to get on staying at my apartment – I hope she will be comfortable.
Escala suits my tastes and lifestyle, but perhaps she will find it masculine and functional. That’s partly why I showed her the balls room, or the library as she called it, because I thought she’d like it in there. I hardly ever use it, so I’m thinking maybe it could be a room for Anastasia to use whenever she wants and maybe it will make her feel more at home. Hang on a minute, Grey. She’s only staying a few days until Leila is tracked down, isn’t she?

“Hungry?” I murmur to her. She knows I’m not referring to her appetite for food. Those silver balls have been in place for quite a while, so she must be feeling the effect. I’m hoping she’s hungry for a certain part of my anatomy.

Very,” she whispers back, as she boldly meets my gaze. My cock jumps straight to attention. The silver balls are having the desired effect - on both of us.  But it’s not possible for us to escape just yet, so our desires must continue to simmer for a while longer.

My Grandfather catches Ana’s attention and he chats away happily to her.  He’s a wonderful old gentleman, and he manages to relax Ana, as she listens to him reminiscing about his family - they were originally from England, and Trevelyan is an old Cornish name. 

 She seems genuinely interested, rather than just being polite, and I guess the old boy senses that, as he smiles warmly at her.

Mia takes her turn to command everyone’s attention with some stories and as I thought, her date, this Sean, is no match for her as he hardly says a word. He won’t last. Not many guys can keep up with Mia.

Grandmother is not going to be outdone. I swear she’s getting more caustic as she’s getting older, as she makes some pretty cutting remarks about Grandfather. But I guess he’s used to it, and he gives as good as he gets, most of the time.

I have an interesting conversation with Lance, my Mom’s friend. He’s a very successful business man, but all he's interested in is profit, it seems. So he questions the wisdom of my decision not to patent the latest technology GEH has developed for producing the first wind up cell phone. He says we’re at risk of losing out financially big time.

The man clearly just doesn’t get my philosophy. For me, one of the major advantages of being as successful as I am, is that it puts me in the position of enabling the lives of the less fortunate. Some may call me a philanthropist, but don’t get me wrong. Despite my impoverished start in life, I'm not one great big charity. I’m happy enough making a healthy profit from buying a company and turning it round to increase turnover and profit, with the added benefit of hopefully providing valuable extra employment along the way.

That’s how I balance out and justify having a lifestyle most people can only dream of attaining. I believe in spending my wealth freely, as I regard it as redistribution of money. Take my boat, which many see as a frivolous luxury. But building it provided very welcome employment at my shipyard, as well as providing me with a boat I love to sail to relax and unwind. A win/win situation and sound economic sense.

But I've never forgotten what it’s like to be hungry and abused, so I feel it is my duty and my responsibility to give something back, by supporting as many deserving charity fund raising events as I can, as well as any other suitable projects that I'm asked to back. But I don't make a song and dance about it for publicity, because that’s not the reason I do it.  

These fund raising evenings are seen as useful business opportunities by many, and I have no objection to some networking, as long as people aren’t too pushy or objectionable. 
Tonight, those that I'm interested in doing business with, or who might prove useful to me at some point in the future, I introduce to Anastasia. 

Naturally everyone is very curious about my date, and it won’t do any harm to finally quash the rumors that I’m gay. I have no problem with folks choosing whatever lifestyle suits them, be it gay, straight, bi - whatever. Makes no difference to me, and who am I to judge anyway? But seeing as I’m most definitely heterosexual, that’s how I want to be referenced. Anything else is just a misrepresentation of who I really am. I have a beautiful girlfriend now, and I want to show her off to the world.

So I have no interest in a few approaches from enterprises that were hoping to use me to promote themselves on the basis that I was gay. I’m not rude, but I make it plain I'm not interested, as I pointedly introduce them to Anastasia.

There are always hangers on and sycophants.  I can't stand these people. They name drop and then expect me to be impressed. I'm not. Just because someone was at Harvard with someone I knew, they shouldn’t expect me to be interested in backing their business, purely on that basis. I don't waste my time with these people. I cut them short and don't bother to introduce them to Anastasia.

The food is delicious, and I’m pleased to see that Ana eats well. She seems to have regained her appetite, and will hopefully soon regain some of the pounds she lost when we broke up. 

After the desserts have been served, the draw is made and Mia’s date Sean is the lucky winner.  I hope that’s the only thing he’s going to be pulling tonight.  I don't think Mia is that interested in him, is she?

But when Anastasia makes it clear that she needs the powder room, all other thoughts disappear from my mind.  At fucking last. A chance to reap the benefits of the silver balls.

“I’ll show you,” I offer, having already planned out where I want to take her.

As Ana stands, all the men round the table also politely stand, so we can't make a discreet escape together. But that’s okay, because it’s perfectly acceptable for me to show Ana where the powder room is, as she is not familiar with the layout.

But then my little sister has to interfere. What is it with Mia? Does she have some sort of an inbuilt anti fuck radar that detects and then intercepts my plans to get Ana laid?

“No, Christian! You’re not taking Ana – I will,” Mia bossily orders.

As we are sitting with my parents and my grandparents, I have no option but to accept defeat, even though we’re both desperate by now. It’s really fucking frustrating, but what can I do? Ana looks as gutted as I am, as she is led away by Mia, with Taylor and Sawyer following at a discreet distance.  What a wasted opportunity, but hopefully another will present itself before too long.

When she returns, it’s time for the auction. I pass Ana a list of the auction prizes, which she studies with interest.

“You own property in Aspen?” she screeches at me, like it’s a crime or something. Why? I shush her to keep her voice down while the auction is going. People are looking at us.


“Do you have property elsewhere?” she whispers furiously.

I nod, but signal this is not the time or place for this discussion.

“I’ll tell you later,” I whisper back, while everyone is applauding the successful sale of the first lot. “I wanted to come with you,” I grumble.

I’m still pissed that my plans for a quick but satisfying fuck have been thwarted. Maybe Ana should have waited for a more opportune moment to visit the powder room.  Right now, I think we’re both feeling very deprived.

But we can't really talk or plan anything while the auction is proceeding, so we just have to sit things out for now. The bidding moves on to my place in Aspen. Then fuck me, I can't believe my ears at what happens next.

Just as the MC is preparing to close the bid, Ana suddenly pipes up. What does she think she’s doing?

“Twenty four thousand dollars!” she calls out.

Everyone in my family turns to look at her in astonishment, because they know she doesn’t have that kind of money to throw around.

But I know what she’s doing. That fucking check for that fucking piece of shit she called her car, that’s what this is all about.  She still thinks she can defy me, even though I made my wishes perfectly clear to her, by transferring the funds directly into her account.  She’s paying me back. She’s making me so fucking furious that I’m really struggling to keep my cool. 

How fucking dare she do this. I wanted her to have the money. And now she’s just gone and given it all to charity, just to prove a point. Would you rather she spent it all on designer purses instead, Grey?

“I don't know whether to worship at your feet, or spank the living shit out of you.” I say quietly. I am furious with her.

“I’ll take option two, please,” she whispers back. What? You’re volunteering for a spanking?  

I think she’s just trying to appease me. She’s acted impulsively once again, and is now realizing that I am seriously pissed with her. But I can’t deny that despite what I said earlier about not spanking her even if she begged me, the idea of giving her a well-earned punishment spanking is very appealing, feeling as frustrated as I do right now. But she must be feeling even worse than I am, after having the silver balls in for so long without any kind of relief.

“Suffering, are you? We’ll have to see what we can do about that,” I murmur as I run my fingers along her jaw. 

I can tell she’s feeling very uncomfortable, as we sit together to watch the rest of the auction. So I tease her, to heighten her arousal. I drape my arm around her and stroke her back.  I take her hand and kiss it, before I bring it to rest seemingly innocently on my lap, but actually resting it against my erection, so she’s in no doubt that I'm more than ready for some action. At first Ana is shocked by my boldness, but then relaxes as she realizes no one can see what we’re up to.

So then she starts to play the game. She lets her fingers caress my cock, which feels so good, but makes it even harder to remain impassive. But I have to, and I do like a challenge. My erection gets even harder under her touch, but she doesn’t stop, even as the bidding starts for my parents' place in Montana. But when everyone applauds, we have to join in to avoid arousing suspicion that we are up to no good. Shit. We have to make our escape. Now.

“Ready?” I mouth to her over the applause.

“Yes,” she mouths back, with a big smile on her face.

“Ana! It’s time!”

What the fuck? Mia again? When did Ana agree to participate in The First Dance Auction?  What is Mia’s game? She’s deploying that inbuilt anti fuck radar again.   Little sisters can be so fucking annoying at times.

I scowl at Ana, only to see that she's having a fit of the giggles. I don't think this is funny at all. I had plans, and I don't appreciate them being thwarted again. Frustration makes me bad tempered.  I glance at Ana again, who is now giggling loudly, like a silly schoolgirl. She looks so sweet and funny that my temper subsides.

“The first dance will be with me, okay? And it won’t be on the dance floor,” I murmur in her ear, nuzzling the soft bit of her neck just behind her earring.

“I look forward to it,” she murmurs back, as she gently kisses my mouth, and gazes into my eyes from behind her mask.  I feel myself smiling at her, as my bad mood recedes. I’m really glad she’s here with me tonight. Everything is just so much better when I’m with her, even when things don’t go to plan.

As we reluctantly tear ourselves away from each other, I realize we have an audience. Most of my family is staring at the two of us from behind their masks, which looks kind of eerie.  My mother and my grandmother are positively beaming, while my grandfather gives me a sly wink from behind his mask, and a thumbs up sign. Even my hot shot lawyer dad has a big, benevolent grin plastered over his face. 

I guess they aren’t used to seeing me like this… seeing me happy. I’m not really used to it myself, if I'm totally honest. But it’s a nice feeling all the same. I could get used to feeling like this.

“Come on, Ana,” Mia breaks the spell to drag her by the hand and lead her onto the stage.

I'm very surprised that Ana volunteered herself for this auction, knowing how shy she is and how she hates being the center of attention. No doubt it was all Mia’s idea. That bossy sister of mine has a lot to answer for.  No matter, I will be making the winning bet for Ana. There is no other possible outcome. She will be taking to the dance floor for the first dance with me – no one else.

Anastasia looks very uncomfortable up on the stage, and I see her and Mia whispering together, as the first three women are auctioned off for between four and five thousand dollars each. The standard, easily reclaimed, IRS tax deductible amount.

Next up, it’s Anastasia’s turn. She looks mortified, as if she wishes the ground would open up and swallow her, as Mia shoos her over to the center of the stage. It’s really quite funny. Ana participating in an old fashioned auction, being sold off like a slave, but all above board because it’s for charity. I fucking love the idea of her as my slave. My personal sex slave. Yes, please.

Once I’ve won Ana, I'm going to get her out of here no matter what, so we can finally get on with relieving our tension in the time honored fashion of a good, hard fuck.  It’s what we’re both desperately in need of.

I don't mess about. I hardly wait for the MC to finish his ridiculous sales pitch before I place my bid.

“Ten thousand dollars.”  

I bid twice the amount the other ladies went for, just to make it clear that no one else need bother to bid. Ana’s worth every cent. It’s for charity. And yeah, its tax deductible.


I hear the gasps of shock, as everyone turns round to see who has dared to bid against me.

When I see the tall guy arrogantly standing there, with a black face mask similar to mine, I know who it is straight away.  The good Doctor Flynn is taking this opportunity to test the extent of my possessive nature. I hadn’t noticed John before, so I guess he’s been keeping a low profile to give him the element of surprise. This is what he’s come up with to try and steal Ana away from me. It seems he’s decided to risk some of his ill-gotten gains from charging his exorbitant fees.

I acknowledge him with a wry smile, and he nods back at me.  Game on. I see by Ana’s face she’s worried, because she has no idea who he is, but it’s okay.  John’s not a real threat, this is just a little game between us. And if Coping Together makes some extra money out of us, so much the better.  We can both afford it. The MC is thrilled at the sums of money being bandied about – Anastasia less so. Never mind. She’ll get over it.

“Twenty.” I up the stakes. How far are you prepared to go, John? Shall I call your bluff?

“Twenty five,” he counters, as I stare at him. Okay, time to conclude this business. But I like your style, John. Very amusing.

“One hundred thousand dollars.” Game over. I win.

There are audible gasps again from the crowd. This is way beyond the amount that’s normally bid, but I don’t care. No one, not even John, is going to steal Anastasia away from me.

John laughs at my over the top bid, and holds his hands up in defeat, as I smirk at him. He shakes his head in mock regret, and bows chivalrously as the MC concludes the sale.

I wonder what his top bid would have been? Makes no difference.  I was always going to win, as he well knew, so his money was never at risk in any case. I wonder if Rhian, his wife, realized that, otherwise she’s probably going to be pissed with him. But she’s a pretty sharp cookie, so I’m guessing she figured it out, even if he didn’t fill her in in advance. 

Now I step forward to help Anastasia down from the stage, thankful that this time Mia is safely occupied, because she has to remain on stage until it’s her turn to be auctioned off. I eagerly lead Ana towards the marquee exit, having given Taylor a signal. I warned him that at some point we would to be heading to where I'm taking her now, so that he could complete a security sweep of the location, although I’m certain there is no way Leila could possibly know about this place.  He and Sawyer are discreetly following at a distance, constantly eyeballing the vicinity around us.

“Who was that?” Ana wants to know the identity of the mystery man.

I look down at the beautiful woman I’ve just won at auction. I don't want to waste any time on explanations right now, because I know she'll have lots of questions once I tell her who it was. We have a very tight time frame, and I don't intend to waste a second of it.

“Someone you can meet later. Right now, I want to show you something. We have about thirty minutes until the First Dance Auction finishes. Then we have to be back on the dance floor so that I can enjoy that dance I've paid for.

“A very expensive dance,” she mutters disapprovingly.

“I’m sure it will be worth every single cent,” I smile at her.

I’m leading her back into the house. I’m taking her somewhere private, very private. Somewhere I’ve never taken anyone before.  Another first. 

My old bedroom. It's located up on the third floor. No one ever comes in here, so it should be perfect. And it has a lock on the door.

“This was my room.” 

I open the door and let her in.

I don't come in here very often any more. So many memories are invoked. Some good, some not so good. I’ve never sneaked a girl in here, because I’ve never brought a girlfriend home before. 

Somehow I don't think my Mom would object these days, but I’d still rather she didn’t find out. Hopefully Taylor would head anyone off anyway, as I know he’ll be lurking around nearby.

All my old posters and pictures are still up on the walls – Mom hasn’t changed or removed anything, especially not my prized Guiseppe DeNatale signed poster. He was my kick boxing hero, and Mom knows how thrilled I was when I got it. It was my pride and joy for a very long time. It’s nice that she’s left it there.

She’s always said, no matter what, this will always be my home and my room if ever I need it.  So now I'm taking her up on this.  Right now, I need this room to complete some very urgent business.

“I’ve never brought a girl in here,” I admit to Ana.


I shake my head, as I make my way over to her.

“We don't have long, Anastasia, and the way I'm feeling right this moment, we won’t need long. Turn round. Let me get you out of that dress.” I've had a rock hard erection most of the evening, so now I'm in major need of some relief.

Then I whisper in her ear.

“Keep the mask on.” 

It will add another quirky, sexy element.

She moans in anticipation as I brush her skin to eagerly undo the zip of her dress, impatient to peel it off her to reveal what’s underneath again. I’ve been replaying that picture of Ana in her underwear over and over in my imagination this evening, and now finally I get to see the real thing again, as I help her step out of her dress.

I remove my jacket, and then pause to stare hungrily at the sight before me. Ana in her basque, panties, stocking and heels. She looks even sexier than I remembered, if that’s possible. I remove my bow tie.  I have plans for it.

“You know, Anastasia, I was so mad when you bought my auction lot. All manner of ideas ran through my head.  I had to remind myself that punishment is off the menu. But then you volunteered. Why did you do that?”

“Volunteer? I don't know. Frustration… too much alcohol… worthy cause,” she shrugs. As she looks up, I can see frank, carnal desire. She badly needs me to ease the ache that is undoubtedly burning within her. 

“I vowed to myself I would not spank you, even if you begged me.” And I meant it, truly I did.

“Please,” she begs me.

Christ, she really wants this. It’s a dream come true, but I don't want it to turn into a fucking nightmare.  I can't risk losing her. But now I think she’ll be really upset if I don't spank her before I fuck her.

“But then I realized, you’re probably very uncomfortable at the moment, and it’s not something you’re used to.” Not used to waiting for sexual gratification are you, baby?

“Yes,” she breathes.

“So, there might be a certain… latitude. If I do this, you must promise me one thing.” Can’t deny I’m always going to be eager to spank her fantastic sexy ass. Even so...


“You will safe word if you need to, and I will just make love to you, okay?”


She’s panting with need by now. She’s desperate to feel the smack of my palm on her delectably soft bottom.

But am I taking advantage of her? Am I contriving things just so I get to spank her again? Or is this a mutually beneficial, consensual agreement between two like-minded adults?

Fuck it. She’s begging me to spank her, for Christ’s sake, what more do I want? And I will stop if she says so, immediately. But otherwise, I'm just going to fucking well enjoy it and stop over-thinking things.

I lead her over to the bed, throw back the duvet and sit down. I grab a pillow and place it on the bed. As Ana stands next to me, I tug her hand, so that she falls across my lap. I adjust her, so that her body is resting on the bed, her chest on the pillow, with her face turned to one side. I gently sweep her hair out of the way, and then run my fingers through the feathers on her mask. Another first.  I’ve never fucked anyone while we were both wearing masks before.

“Put your hands behind your back.”

I use my bow tie to tightly bind her wrists.  I know she likes being tied up, so this will make it even better for both of us.

“You really want this, Anastasia?” Final check.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Why?” I’m still trying to figure her out, to understand her.
I use my palm to caress her silky panties that still cover her gorgeous soft cheeks, to warm and prepare her skin before I start her spanking. She whimpers at my touch, because it heightens her senses and her anticipation of what is to come. She is already highly aroused from the silver balls, so I'm sure this is going to be amazing for her, but I must remain fully in control of myself and not zone out, just in case it all becomes too much for her. But I think she can handle it, because this is the first time she has really wanted it as much as me.

“Do I need a reason?” she moans.

“No, baby, you don’t. I'm just trying to understand you.”  But enough talking. We don't have much time. 

Ana still has the Louboutins on, and from this angle the sky high heels make her legs look incredibly long and sexy in the stockings. I love the soft, pale, band of skin that is revealed just above the lacy stocking tops. 

I hold her securely in place as I give her the first good hard spank just above the junction of her thighs. The slapping sound as my palm makes contact is fantastic. She moans loudly, but with pure erotic pleasure. So I repeat the action in exactly the same place, for maximum effect. She groans even louder this time. She is loving this, and so am I. We are so fucking perfect together.

“Two. We’ll go with twelve.” She can handle this. She needs this. I’m not risking eighteen though.

In between each smack, I caress her sweet cheeks.  The next time, I hit her slightly to one side, and then to the other. Now she’s nicely warmed up, I peel her panties off.

I keep up the rhythm as I smack her hard, with a closed palm. This is a punishment spanking, so it needs to be this harsh. And it feels so fucking good. I love spanking her beautiful ass like this, seeing it turn the most wonderful shade of pink.

And I know she finally understands the pleasure and the release the pain I'm inflicting gives her. She is really enjoying this and I'm thrilled about that. There is real hope for us.  This proves that we can find a way forward. We are so fucking amazing together.

“Twelve.” When I complete the final spank, I caress her bottom again, and then as she remains prostrate over my lap, I slowly sink two fingers inside her, circle them round and then round again.

 That’s all it takes for her to explode into an immediate and very intense orgasm. I feel her muscles inside convulsing, wave after wave, clenching and tightening around my fingers as she moans loudly and writhes in pleasure. I like feeling her like this, but my cock is desperate to be in her now.

“That’s right, baby”, I murmur, as I untie her wrists, while she lies on my lap, panting and recovering. “I’ve not finished with you yet, Anastasia.”

 I ease her knees onto the floor so she’s leaning over the bed. I kneel behind her and undo the zip on my pants so my cock can spring free. I get the condom packet out of my pocket, rip it open and quickly sheath up.

“Open your legs,” I growl at her.  I need to bury myself deep in her. As she moves her legs apart, I caress her glowing, spanked bottom, and then I ease into her. She feels so fucking good. After all the delays, this is exactly what I need.  Her warm, wet walls surrounding and gripping my length, feeling like a long, sweet, special kiss from her.

“This is going to be quick, baby,” I warn, as I grab her hips in preparation. I ease out and then continue, slamming back into her hard, again and again, driven by my raging need to fill her with every last bit of my aching, desperate cock. Ana cries out, but it’s because she still wants more from me, as she pushes back to meet each thrust, to drive me into her deeper still.

This is just too good, too crazily good, and it’s all going to be over very soon if she doesn’t stop grinding herself against me in that intensely hot way.

“Ana, no,” I warn her, but she just can't help herself. She’s too wound up after the silver balls and then the spanking. I’ve well and truly let the genie out of the bottle - she’s way too needy to be able to control her strong urges, so I give up trying to resist her.

“Ana, shit,” I cry out as I let go and explode into her, which makes her come again. We ride it out together, wave after wave, until eventually our orgasms subside and we start coming back down to earth.

She’s shattered and wrung out. She just lies there as I withdraw from her, and gently kiss her shoulder. I put my arms around her and rest my head against her back, just above the top of her basque.
Gradually our breathing calms, and I move. We have to get back.
“I believe you owe me a dance, Miss Steele,” I murmur, as I kiss her back.

“Hmm,” she says sleepily. But there’s no time for a post coital nap, as I ease her back onto my lap from the edge of the bed.

“We don't have long. Come on,” I urge, as I help her to stand up.

She grumbles, but starts to get herself together, as she scoops up her panties from the floor. Those, and her dress, are all that she has to put back on. Great easy fuck dress. I like it. Once I’ve used the bathroom to clean myself up, I put my bow tie back on. Ties of all sorts have proved very useful of late, as excellent improvised bondage devices.

I see Ana looking with interest at my pin board, as she slips her dress back on.  God, I look so young in the photos on there, and very much the sullen, moody, difficult teenager. 

That was pre Elena. She set me on a much more even keel, and for that I’ll always be grateful to her. I suppose that’s why she still feels protective towards me, why she still feels the need to take control and sort out my life for me. Well, not any more. She needs to realize that, and hopefully she has after our last conversation.

“Who’s this?” Ana asks, as she stares at a small picture tucked in the corner of the pin board.

Shit. That photo. The only one I ever had of the crack whore, the only link to her.  I guess that’s why I can't bring myself to throw it away, although I didn’t take it with me when I moved out. It’s like a moment in time, just stuck there – not going forward, not going back. It just gets left where it is and ignored, so I don't have to deal with it.

“No one of consequence,” I mutter. I really don't want to talk about the photo and spoil our evening.

“Shall I zip you up?” I offer, as I slip on my jacket.

“Please. Then why is she on your pin board?”

“An oversight on my part. How’s my tie?” I smile at her, as I hold up my chin, so Ana can sort it out for me. I could easily manage it myself, but I like having her fuss over me.  And it will hopefully distract her from asking more questions.

“Now it’s perfect.” Ana says, as she gives it a final adjustment.

“Like you,” I murmur. I can’t resist catching hold of her to kiss her. She’s irresistible. “Feeling better?”

“Much, thank you, Mr. Grey.”

“The pleasure was all mine, Miss Steele.”


We dance the first dance together as the band play ‘I’ve got you under my skin’. Very appropriate.

As Ana relaxes and lets me lead her around the dance floor, we can't seem to stop smiling and grinning at each other, because we’re having so much fun. I like to dance – well, I like to dance with Ana, because I like having her in my arms.

We laugh and joke as the easy banter flows between us, and it’s as if we’re in our own private world where no one else exists. That is, until the song finishes and our bubble is burst, as we’re interrupted.

“May I cut in?”

So Flynn's not given up. He still wants to steal Ana away from me for the second dance, even if he didn’t manage it for the first.  He’s a persistent bastard, I’ll give him that. Behind Ana’s back, I see Taylor looking at me in askance, but I shake my head to let him know this is fine, no intervention required. He hasn't recognized John from behind, but there's no threat here.  Friend not foe.

“Be my guest. Anastasia, this is John Flynn. John, Anastasia.”

I see the look of surprise on her face as she works out that it was the good Doctor Flynn who was my rival for her at the auction. 
I leave them to it, and step back to watch them dance together. I wonder what he’s going to say to her.  He can’t say too much can he, because of professional confidentiality?

I wonder if he’ll manage to pick up on Ana’s insecurities and low self-esteem in the few minutes they’ll spend together – probably not.   But in any case, he is one of the very few men that I'm not jealous about her dancing with - well not much anyway.

John’s different. He’s almost like family I guess.  I trust him with my most terrible inner secrets, so I figure I can trust him with my girlfriend for one dance. And he’s very happily married with two young kids, not that that stops some sleazeballs. But John’s one of the good guys. That’s why he gets invited to things like this benefit at my parents’ house. He’s one of my inner sanctum of trusted acquaintances.

Initially, Ana looks rather shy as she dances with John, but he chats away to put her at ease – that’s his job after all. Soon, they’re laughing and joking together – I hope it’s not at my expense, although I suspect it probably is.

When the music finishes, I’m immediately there to reclaim my date.

“It’s been a pleasure to meet you, Anastasia.” John smiles warmly at her. Looks like her shy charm has worked its usual magic and won him over. Then he disappears back into the crowd, and I pull her into my arms for the next dance. John and I will be speaking later at some point, and then no doubt he’ll give me the benefit of his opinion on Ana.

“He’s much younger than I expected,” she murmurs. “And terribly indiscreet.”

“Indiscreet?” I don't like the sound of this.

“Oh yes, he told me everything,” she says.

What the fuck? Perhaps he felt obliged to warn her about my deepest, darkest shit, perhaps he felt it was his duty to protect such a sweet young woman from a perverted individual like me.

“Well, in that case, I’ll get your purse.  I'm sure you want nothing more to do with me,” I say quietly. Shit, I didn’t see this coming.

“He didn’t tell me anything!” Ana has come to an abrupt halt, and there's a note of panic in her voice. So I think she was just teasing me. Thank Christ for that. I pull her back into my arms.

“Then let’s enjoy this dance.” I smile happily down at her, as I spin her round the dance floor. We dance for two more numbers, just having a good time together.

I’ve always  spent events like this talking business with like-minded entrepreneurs, then taking my leave as early as I can get away with, before going back and working on into the early hours - unless I had a submissive lined up to relieve my tension. I can’t say that I’ve ever spent any of these social evenings just relaxing and enjoying myself.  

But tonight, that’s exactly what I’m doing, because I'm with Anastasia. I'm having fun, because of her, and I can't imagine not having her by my side in future. Now, it would seem so deathly dull without her.

Anastasia tells me she needs the restroom.

“I won’t be long,” she assures me.

I glance over at Taylor. He and Sawyer follow her at a discreet distance, their eyes constantly scanning and assessing, as she makes her way out.

I head over to get a fresh drink, and then have a word with a couple of business acquaintances.

Then I'm interrupted by Ryan, one of the new security team.

“If I might have a quiet word, sir?” he raises his eyebrows, and nods his head towards an empty corner. He’s discreet, I’ll give him that.

“What’s up? Is there a problem?”

“Nothing to worry about, sir, but Taylor has asked me to inform you of a…situation that’s developing regarding Miss Steele, which he thinks you should be made aware of.”

“What kind of a situation?”

“Miss Steele has been approached by a Mrs. Lincoln. Taylor felt you should be apprised of this meeting.” Ryan’s face is impassive, but he's aware that this is not going to be welcome news. Shit.

“What the fuck is Elena doing here? Where are they?” Shit. Shit Shit.

“He reports that they are sat together at the dinner table in the marquee, where Miss Steele had apparently returned to collect her purse.”

Perhaps this isn’t as bad as I feared, if the two women are sitting down and quietly talking together. Perhaps Ana has realized that Elena is not the terrible spectre she always makes her out to be. I can but hope, but in any case I need to check this out for myself at once. There may be some damage limitation required.

I arrive just in time to see Ana marching towards the exit of the tent. She looks furious, livid in fact. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I look over and see Elena, and I think I catch an almost smug expression on her face before she notices me.  

What’s that all about? She raises her hand in greeting and beckons me over, just as Ana sweeps past me. I ignore Elena to follow after Ana. Taylor and Sawyer have now magically melted into the background. They know the shit has already hit the fan, so it’s a waste of time trying to duck.

“Ana,” I call out. “What’s wrong?”

She stops and turns round. I study her face to try and work out what exactly has gone on.

“Why don't you ask your ex?” she hisses at me. The vehemence in her tone leaves me in little doubt that the exchange between her and Elena did not go well. I think it’s fair to say these two ladies are never going to be BFFs. Would’ve made my life much easier if they had.

“I’m asking you.” Whatever’s happened, I expect her to be civil to me and answer my question.  I've told her before; I can't change my past. Elena and I go back a long way. But what on earth has she said that has upset Ana so much?

We glare at each other, and I can see Ana battling to control her temper. That’s a feeling I know very well. Finally I see her take a deep, calming breath before she speaks. 

“She’s threatening to come after me if I hurt you again – probably with a whip,” she snaps at me.

So Elena’s just doing her overprotective thing. That’s not so bad - unnecessary of course, but that’s just her way I guess, after all these years of looking out for me. And the idea of her coming after Ana with a whip is really quite funny.

“Surely the irony of that isn’t lost on you?” Come on, baby, where’s your sense of humor?

“This isn’t funny, Christian!” She’s experiencing a humor by pass apparently.

“No, you’re right.  I’ll talk to her.”  I try my best to stifle my amusement.

“You will do no such thing.” Excuse me? Are you forbidding me to see her?

Anastasia stands there with her arms folded, looking like thunder. She is still seriously pissed off.

“Look, I know you’re tied up with her financially, forgive the pun, but….” Then she’s lost for words and gives up. “I need the restroom.”

She glares at me, and I sigh. What am I supposed to do here?

“Please don't be mad. I didn’t know she was here. She said she wasn’t coming.” I try to calm her down – she really is acting very childishly. Unquestionably, Elena brings out the worst in her.

 I run my finger along her soft bottom lip that is stubbornly pouting as I talk. “Don't let Elena ruin our evening, please, Anastasia. She’s really old news.” We were having such fun, weren’t we?

I gently kiss her to try and win her round. She sighs in resignation, as she regards me with those beautiful eyes from behind her mask. I think maybe we’re over the worst now.

“I’ll accompany you to the powder room so you don't get interrupted again.” I think that’s the best option, under the circumstances.  

We don't speak as I lead her across the lawn to the temporary restrooms, but I think she’s calming down. Feisty little Miss Steele has quite a temper. Appearances can be deceptive. It’s all part of the intriguing package I guess.

“I’ll wait here for you, baby.”

As she disappears, I retrieve my cell from my pocket, and wander a little distance away so I won’t be overheard. Taylor and Sawyer have the restroom exit covered from where they are standing.

“What the fuck are you playing at, Elena?” I cut to the chase.

“There’s no need to be like that with me, Christian. I was only trying to get to know your new girlfriend. Offer her some friendly advice, that kind of thing. But Anastasia bit my head off. She was really quite rude to me in fact.”

“She said you threatened to come after her if she hurt me again.”

“I just thought she should be aware of how affected you were last week, when she broke things off with you. I wouldn’t want her to think she can keep doing that to you, toying with your feelings, not when you’re so emotionally vulnerable. Believe me, Christian, I know how fickle and thoughtless these immature young girls can be. So I thought Anastasia should know that I won’t just stand back and watch you go through that again.”

“Ana knows what I went through last week.  And it wasn’t just me. She went through hell too.”

“If you say so, Christian.”

“I do, Elena. And I don't need you to fight my battles. I told you – Ana and I will work things out together, in our own way.”

“I know that’s what you said, and I know I said I wouldn’t interfere…”

“Why did you change your mind? I thought we’d agreed.”

“I’m just trying to help, because I have a lot more experience in these matters than you. And because I know you better than anyone else, I thought Anastasia might actually be grateful for some help from me, but instead she just threw my offer back in my face.”

“Well, leave her alone.”

“I just want to make sure you're going to be happy, but if that’s really what you think’s best…”

“This is the first regular relationship I've ever had, and I don't want you jeopardizing it through some misguided concern for me. Leave. Her. Alone. I mean it, Elena.”

“You can't possibly think I’d do anything that might spoil this new romance of yours, Christian?”

“No, of course not.”

“I sincerely hope you think more of me than that, after all we’ve been through together.” 

Now it’s Elena who sounds pissed with me, but I can't worry about that, because Ana has returned and is watching me like a hawk.

“I have to go. Goodnight.” I finish the call before Elena has a chance to respond.

“How’s the old news?”

“Cranky. Do you want to dance some more? Or would you like to go?” I check my watch. “The fireworks start in five minutes.”

Anything, let’s do anything rather than argue about Elena again. Please.

“I love fireworks.”

“We’ll stay and watch them then. Don't let her come between us, please.” I put my arms around her and pull her close to me.

“She cares about you,” she mutters.

“Yes, and I her… as a friend.”

“I think it’s more than friendship to her.”

“Anastasia, Elena and I… it’s complicated.  We have a shared history. But it is just that, history. As I've said to you time and again, she’s just a good friend. That’s all. Please forget about her.”

I kiss her hair and fervently hope this will be an end to it. What more can I say, what more can I do?

Ana finally says no more on the subject, and so we wander back to the dance floor, hand in hand, where the band is still playing.
I see my dad making his way over to us.

“Anastasia. I wondered if you’d do me the honor of the next dance.”

As she shyly agrees, I let her go, and Dad takes her out onto the dance floor. She looks a little nervous as they start to dance, when the band strikes up with ‘Come Fly with Me.’

I take the opportunity to speak to Taylor.

“Miss Steele wants to watch the fireworks display, so we’ll be staying for it.”

A pained look passes over Taylor’s face.

“Are you sure that’s wise, sir?”

“I really think you’re being overcautious in your risk assessment regarding Miss William's intentions. But in any case, I'm going to be shielding Miss Steele the whole time, and there are four of you to monitor the crowd.”

“As you wish, sir. But can I request that the team is allowed to move in closer? And please, let me decide when the most opportune moment presents itself for you both to exit the crowd, so that I can ensure the team is best placed to provide the most effective coverage for you both.”

“Agreed,” I sigh reluctantly. It’s nearly the end of the evening.  So far, I don't think Ana has been aware of the extent of the security presence; the team has done well. I must let them do their job for this final part of the evening.

Taylor heads off to organize his team.

I hear the music coming to an end, so I wander over to collect Ana from Dad.

“That’s enough dancing with old men,” I tell her.

“Less of the ‘old,’ son.  I've been known to have my moments,” he protests, as he winks fondly at Ana and wanders off.

“I think my dad likes you,” I mutter. I wonder what they talked about?

“What's not to like?” she teases, as she looks up at me through her lashes.

“Good point well made, Miss Steele. Dance with me,” I whisper as the band strikes up ‘It Had to Be You.’

“With pleasure, Mr. Grey,” she smiles back at me, as we sweep across the dance floor again.


At least everyone has taken their masks off now to watch the fireworks, so that makes things slightly easier for Taylor and his team.

Ana seems to shiver when she notices Taylor. I’m guessing he’s an unwelcome reminder about the whole Leila situation, so I pull her closer to me, as I stand behind her and put both my arms around her shoulders. Effectively I’m her human shield now.

As the firework display starts, I watch Ana’s delighted face, and I’m glad we stayed, because she smiles and grins in childish delight at each new volley.  I can’t remember the last time I actually bothered to stay and watch the fireworks, but now I’m enjoying them too.

“Oh, Christian… that was wonderful,” she beams at me when they finally finish, and I bend down to kiss her. I love seeing her happy like this, but I can tell she is very tired now.

“Time to go.”

But Taylor signals that he wants us to hold back. Something has made him uneasy.  Crowds like this make him very nervous. He wants to make sure the security detail have everything covered before we make our move.

“Stay with me a moment. Taylor wants us to wait while the crowd disperses. I think that firework display probably aged him a hundred years.”

“Doesn’t he like fireworks?” she asks innocently.

I’m glad Ana’s such an innocent. I'm glad she doesn’t realize Taylor was worried Leila might try to shoot her under cover of the fireworks, although personally I think he’s overreacting to the perceived threat. I know he’s just doing his job, but I'm pretty sure Leila wouldn’t hurt anyone. 

But I decide to change the subject before that inquiring mind of Ana’s figures any of this out.
“So, Aspen.”  I bring the subject to up to distract her, and thankfully it works, as she suddenly realizes that she hasn’t paid for her bid.

We finally manage to make our escape, after saying all our goodbyes to my family. Anastasia seems rather bemused and taken aback by their very affectionate farewells – at least she is spared my grandparents over exuberance, as they have already left.

And when I see how friendly Mia is towards Ana, even suggesting they hit the mall together next week, which is the ultimate accolade from her, I almost forgive her for constantly thwarting our plans this evening, especially when she accepts without too much protest that we are not staying for the music session with the DJ.

“I like seeing you this happy,” Mia tells me, as she kisses my cheek. My sister is such a sweet girl. And hell, I like me this happy too.

“What did you mean about a big day tomorrow?” Ana asks, as we make our way back to the car.

“Doctor Greene is coming to sort you out. Plus, I have a surprise for you.”

I’m hoping her curiosity about the surprise will deflect any upset about me arranging the doctor, without running it by her first. Well I did kind of mention it before, and she didn’t object. That’s good enough, isn’t it? 

“Doctor Greene!” She stops in her tracks. Shit, she’s going to kick off.



“Because I hate condoms.”  

Only for Anastasia would I have persevered with them this long.  A good fuck is so much better without a condom, any guy will tell you that. Unless he suffers from premature ejaculation, and needs that barrier to slow him down. But I don't. That’s not a problem I’ve had since I was an over keen fifteen year old. So why carry on using condoms, when there are other much better options? But does Ana’s inexperience mean that she doesn’t understand any of this? Does she think I'm just being a selfish, priapic bastard?

“It’s my body,” she insists, annoyance clouding her pretty face.

“It’s mine, too,” I whisper. 

Because I know her body better than she does. Ana shouldn’t forget that before she met me, she was a virgin, who didn't even know how to pleasure herself. It’s only thanks to me that she’s now experienced so many fantastic orgasms. All her pleasure belongs to me. Every single orgasm she’s ever had is down to me. Thanks to my skills, she’s been introduced to a whole new world of immense sexual pleasure.  So hell yeah, I think it’s fair to say that her body is mine.

She gazes up at me, and then reaches up to slowly pull my bow tie undone.  I try not to flinch, but it’s hard. I’m still not used to being touched like this. Then she undoes the top button of my shirt.

“You look hot like this,” she whispers.

I think she is trying to tell me that if her body is mine, then by the same token, my body is hers, which means I have to allow her to touch me.  It’s a fair exchange, I guess, and I really am doing my best to let her, now she has the lipstick boundaries to guide her. 

“I need to get you home. Come.” She can gladly have my body all to herself, as soon as we get back.

As we get in the car, I see Taylor looking immensely relieved. We have made it safely through the evening, and are now in the bullet proof safety zone of the Audi SUV, where he no doubt feels much happier and in control.

Then Sawyer hands me an envelope, as he mutters a few discreet words. Apparently, one of the waitresses handed it to him to pass on. It’s addressed to Anastasia, so I give it to her. I’m sitting right next to her in the back of the car, so I’ll get to see what it’s about when she opens it.

“It’s addressed to you. One of the staff gave it to Sawyer. No doubt from yet another ensnared heart.” Some other fucker better not be sending her love letters.

Ana opens it straight away, and her eyes widen as she reads it.

“You told her?”

“Told who, what?”

“That I call her Mrs. Robinson,” she snaps.

“It’s from Elena? This is ridiculous. I’ll deal with her tomorrow. Or Monday.”

What the fuck does Elena think she’s doing? What is her problem? What on earth does she possibly think she can achieve with all this meddling? Her intentions might be well meaning, and she might think she's helping, but actually all she's doing is making problems between Ana and me.

I've no idea what she's put in her note, but I could not have made my wishes any clearer when I told her to leave Ana alone and stop interfering just a few short minutes ago, and now she goes and does this? She's completely overstepping the mark. 

I’m seriously pissed with her now, and I don't even want to talk to her. She can just go to hell, because I'm fed up with her meddling. The last thing I want is for her to spoil the surprise I've got planned for tomorrow. I’m really looking forward to it, and I can't wait to see Ana's reaction. So Elena can just fuck off and leave us alone. She really has gone too far this time.

Ana seems somewhat mollified by my reaction to the letter, and stuffs it in her purse. As she does so, she retrieves the silver balls and hands them back to me.

“Until next time,” she whispers, with a sexy little smile.

I smile back and gently squeeze her hand. Those silver balls have certainly proved to be a very potent device and must be used with great care in future. I want her needy for me, not for them, so I shall be keeping them strictly under my control. I will decide when she can use them, at a time that I deem appropriate –  when I want her hot for me to fuck her. I love the idea of her having to sit quietly at a function, all the while having those silver balls arousing her, until she’s begging me to take her anywhere of my choosing. 

My imagination is conjuring up some pretty wild scenarios for us. All the more reason to get her contraception sorted – condoms are such a fucking hindrance to being spontaneous and adventurous.
It’s hard to believe what a highly sexual creature the recently virginal little Miss Steele has turned into, in such a short time. She was just waiting for me to unlock her sensuality. 

I trust her implicitly, but the undoubted sexuality she is now unconsciously radiating, is making her irresistible to virtually every male she comes into contact with. But she’s still unaware of the effect she has, so I shall have to be extra vigilant on her behalf.  I'm really glad she staying with me at Escala. Very glad indeed.


Anastasia’s so tired that she falls asleep in the car on the way back. I love watching her sleep. She looks so young and sweet and carefree.

All too soon we’re back, and I have to wake her.

“Do I need to carry you in?” I ask, but she shakes her head, as she yawns and rouses herself.

In the elevator, she's so tired , she’s virtually sleeping standing up as she leans on me, and can do little more than nod to answer me when I talk to her.

“Come, I’ll put you to bed,” I lead her by the hand as we exit the elevator, but we are abruptly stopped in our tracks.

Sawyer holds up his hand to halt us in the foyer, as he listens to something coming through on his earpiece.

“Will do, T,” he replies into his hand piece. 

“Mr. Grey, the tires on Ms. Steele’s Audi have been slashed and paint thrown all over it.”


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  1. YEAH! You made my Friday morning! Haven't had a chance to even read it yet, but so excited to receive your email just now. I've also been waiting for you to update Grace's blog, can't wait to read the new chapter when you finish it!

  2. I been waiting all week for this, thanks for giving us something for the weekend :)


  3. Didnt even read it yet but THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!SO excited!!!

  4. EEEEE!! Thank you!!! Another amazing chapter!! Loved the part with Flynn!! You made my Friday! Thank you! Loved this chapter!<3

  5. thank you for making my weekend i have other fab chapter to read cannt wait to read it and also on graces blog thank you again have a fab weekend i am sure you have earn it xx

  6. It was AMAZING!!!!! Loved every bit of it!!! Thank you!!!!

  7. That was brilliant..!!!! I sucked in every word. untill next time xx :) xx

    Laters baby

    Tash xx

  8. Thanks for another wonderful chapter!!! Until next time.....

  9. Really enjoyed this chapter as with all the others!!! :-)

  10. OMG OMG OMG!!!! I LOVED IT!!!! Thank you so much. I am just going to burst. Happy Friday!!!!!


  11. Beautiful, as always:-)
    Next chapter, please...
    Thanks a million

  12. Oh my God!!! Such an awesome chapter. Loved, loved, loved it. You really captured the masked ball through Christian's eyes amazingly. I just love your writing. I so look forward to each chapter because you never disappoint. Thank you so much. Anxiously awaiting the next chapter. Thanks again. Have a great weekend. Laters.

  13. I loved it!!! The masked ball was one of my favorite parts of the whole story!! You did an amazing job with it! I love Flynn and the way he and Christian play off each other!!

    I can't say it enough, you are an amazing writer and are doing such a great job with this story! I look forward to every chapter!!

  14. thank you so much this is brilliant, and so long. I read this chapter again only yesterday (for the umpteenth time!) as it's one of my favourite scenes and was eagerly anticipating your next update.

  15. Thank you! Thank you! Wonderful, as always!

  16. Thank you, this makes a lovely start to the weekend. Delicious story telling from Christian's perspective. I'm looking forward to reading Grace's POV.

  17. Wow! This made my day! I've been waiting for this chapter and like always you never disappoint. And I adore the picture. By the way who's the girl in the picture of Ana? I don't recognize her. She's beautiful and looks the part! Awesome chapter. Oh yes, My birthday was yesterday so this was a nice gift. I can't wait to read it in Grace's blog.

    Nan :D

    1. Hi Nan. The girl is Alexis Bledale - just a not so common picture of her maybe? I think she has the perfect beautiful blue eyes.

      Hope you had a very happy birthday:)

  18. I love all the chapter but I believe hands down, this is your best chapter to date. Everything was perfect. I am so looking forward to the rest of the your chapter, as book 2 was my favorite and I just love to hear it from CG POV. I hope we don't have to wait to long for the next chapter.

  19. Whoa! That was quite a chapter. I love how happy Christian is. He's starting to embrace her love, even if just bits and pieces. You're doing a great job showing his transformation.

    I look forward to the next few chapters. How is he going to deal with her saying he loves her? What is going through his head when he gets cold towards her as they're heading back to Escala after the great day sailing?

  20. wowwwww love it¡¡¡ this chapter was amazing¡¡ was waiting and checking for it all week.... it´s really amazing all what happened in the masked ball just awesome is fantastic and very sensual really cant wait for the next one¡¡

    Greetings from México

    :D :D

  21. I was so excited to see this chapter today because yesterday I finished with chapter 35 and was wanting more. It only took me a day and a half to read the first 35 chapters! I love the way you write Christian's pov and can't wait for the next chapter!!! Thanks so much!

  22. so glad to see this up tonight when I've checked.

    Loving it cant wait until the chapter is up

    Keep up the good work :)


  23. Just amazing as usual.
    The masked ball was one of my favourite chapters in book 2 and I always wondered what Christian was thinking during it. You have absolutely exceeded my expectations once again. Fabulous writing, I am so looking forward to reading it from Grace's POV and also the chapter where he tells her he loves her, in the book that part was one that made me cry, I have no doubt that I will be a mess when I read your take on it!
    Well done again for a brilliant chapter

  24. FANTASTIC and AMAZING so worth the wait!!! Loved every bit of this chapter again you captured this so well,
    Love your work!!!
    Looking forward to the next chapter!!!
    Will you be updating graces blog??

    Zoe (uk)

    1. Hi Zoe. Hopefully I'll be updating Grace's blog next weekend, if things go according to plan, as I'm away part of the week. Finger's crossed. Her story is running through my head so it really needs to get written down!

    2. Hi thanks for replying, I look forward to the update :) just wanted to say again big thank you for you work with cpov and graces blog both amazing!!

  25. Wow loved it made me wish I had some Ben wahs really hot and erotic really well written
    Love you proof reading sub xxxxx heather xxxx💋💋💋💋💋

  26. Wonderfully long chapter! I had to run outside to see the shuttle fly over my office building as I started reading, but it was nice coming back to finish up. lol

    1. Whoa! Space shuttle alert. Never seen that fly over my office, so lucky you.

  27. Thank you for such a wonderful chapter! It was a perfect way to start my weekend. Also thank you for including so many sexy & hot pictures of Ian in this chapter, including the last one which I posted on your Facebook Wall the other day. :D He is so drool worthy, even more so in the role of Christian I think, lol!

    I had been on pins & needles with anticipation for this chapter. It is one of my favorites, since it is Christian & Ana's first real public outing where people get to see just how happy he is. You did such an amazing job, I couldn't even imagine it being anything different. I love how easily you get into the inner working of Christian's mind. Like when he was contemplating how he is not lovable or worthy. Just absolute brilliance on your part. Thank you again for such a superb chapter!


    1. Hi Ang. Thanks for all your help with pics etc, along with some of my other facebook ladies who supplied some too. We're lucky to have so many great ones of Ian to choose from I guess.

      Hope things are a bit more settled for you now. Take care :)

  28. Another wonderful chapter. I really think you've done superb on this. I'm glad you're getting back to a grace perspective, a part of me would like a Elena perspective as well, I think it would be interesting to see what was going on in her mind.

  29. I am loving this. Excellent chapter.

  30. Love, love, loved it!
    Tried to hold off reading till I had settled down with a cuppa tea, but kept sneaking paragraphs I was too excited lol!
    Thank you so much, keep up the fab work

  31. A million thanks for another awesome chapter
    Waking up at 5 in the morning and checking your
    Blog is such morethan good morning to me.
    As usual cannot wait for the next chapter..,

    Judy from Sydney Australia

  32. Bravo! Magnificent! The detail was amazing! Thank you! I got the alert at work and could not wait to get home to read it!

  33. Loved this one...please. keep. Writing! Thank You!


  34. fantastic, this chapter has made my day

  35. Oh wow, wow, wow. What a fantastic long chapter. Reading how Christian feels around Ana is so heart warming. The way you incoparated the books into your story, just the little things no-one else would really think about, is just brilliant ( in fifty shades darker, Ana wonders why Christian only introduces her to some people -- the way you linked It, to Christian only introduced her to people who were important to him - amazing :) ). I loved the way he was defending Bitch Troll most of the chapter untill he realised that she's actually playing mind games against Ana. I can't say enough about your writting, I could keep going all night but I think I need to sleep now. Time for GreyDreams x

    1. Hi Amy. I think basically Christian has been brainwashed by Elena to a certain extent, so it's taking a while for him to see her for what she really is. But he's getting there!

      Hope you had some great GreyDreams.

  36. OMG thank you soooooo much for this amazing and looooong chapter! I was so excited when i saw the next chapter was up i practically leaped out of my seat :) Your work is incredible and a joy to come home to everynight after work :) thank you so much and keep up the great work!

  37. OMG. That was the best chapter ever. Long and definitely enjoyable. I love Ana and Christian together and how happy he is after so long being stuck in his dark ways. I also love how you show that he actually enjoys being this happy. You have just made my weekend with this chapter. I even stayed at work extra late to read it, just because I saw it came through and I didn't want any interruptions. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! ~Brooke

    1. Brooke, staying at work is above and beyond the call of duty! I hope the chapter was worth staying late for anyhow.

  38. just read this chapter, as always a delight to read, escapism at it's best.
    cannot wait to read more. by the way how is your own novel comming along?,
    i hope your finished soon as you are truely loquacious in your writings,
    should provide a truely awesome experience to read.
    thankyou for your time in doing christians pov.have a really great weekend,

  39. Loved..Loved...Loved it!!!! Can't wait for more! Looking forward to reading Grace's pov!!

  40. Super awesome...now that my craving has been tamed I can get back to the actual book (1) thank you..GO CHRISTIAN

  41. Thank you for the really long chapter. I especially loved how Christian was a human shield for Ana during the fireworks.

  42. Thank you for the awesome chapter this event was one of my favs totally love your writing on it.

  43. Love, love, love it!!! Well written as always! Can't wait to hear from Grace!
    Waiting patiently, Sir.

    Dedicated and always in awe,
    Lisa x

  44. Great chapter....

    Thanks for explaining the mask...I often wondered how he came up with the perfect mask when he didn't know before hand which of the gowns she were going to wear.

    Anxiously await your next installment be it CG's or Grace's POV

    Great writing!!

  45. What a wonderful Friday treat! Thank-you for the nice long chapter, you certainly "aim to please"! Your writing is amazing, this might be the best chapter yet. It started out very hot with Christian walking in on Ana getting ready for the ball & continued throughout the entire chapter, WOW. I can't wait to read what Grace has to say about the ball, so exciting. I know it will be excellent.
    On a different note, I went to a book signing by E.L. James in Texas the other night. It was a very long & interesting night. She over-estimated the number of books she could sign in her allotted time. But to not disappoint her loyal fans, the gracious E.L. James stayed until after 11pm to sign the books of the very last person in line. It was very entertaining to see all the different "fifty shades" shirts, handcuffs, masks, & floggers that people were wearing. What fun it would be to go to a book signing for you some day!

    1. Hi Anita. Lucky you going to a FSOG book signing, that must have been a great experience, and what a lovely lady ELJ is to make sure not to disappoint any of her fans.
      Take care :)

  46. A standing ovation for you, my darling!!! You have made my day.....I felt like I had the Ben Wah balls in me!! You never disappoint. You are so diligent with this blog and post every week. This has to be the best chapter ever. Thank you so much. I noticed this morning ( I live in NY) that you posted another chapter and I read some of it on my lunch break today, but just finished it now. My husband is watching the Yankee game upstairs while I sneak read!! LOL!! You are the best.. Love, love, love,,Carol PS I absolutely will enjoy reading Grace's point of view and you are such a versatile writer. xx

    1. Thanks Carol. You sneak read, I sneak write! The things we hide from our other halves eh?

  47. OMG, that was so good :)

  48. What a great chapter- loved every bit of it' i do undertand u need to up date graces blog, but plz dont leave us hanging to long on christians one, u just made my day alot bettr thankyou my gray' rose xxx

  49. Great chapter..can't wait to see what Grace's POV is for this event. Love reading her POV also.Lillian

  50. Yayyyyyyyyyyy! I was soooo excited to read this chapter! But now I'm even more excited to continue Grace's POV..
    Your writing is so addictive .. Love love love... Keep up the awesome job..

    OMG! That was just amazing as usual!
    You have great writing skills :)

  52. Stellar chapter and laced with dark humour.

    *"Nothing came up on her background check, so it’s something I’ll have to ask her about." - Haha! ya think? It's sad though. It just shows his lack of trust in human beings. He needs cold hard facts.

    *Mia's radar was hilarious.

    *I liked the imagery of his family gawking at him from behind their masks at his seeming happiness.

    *I liked how he dismissed people who weren't worthy of meeting Anastasia.

    *It was interesting that Flynn bid on Ana to test the extent of Christian's possessiveness. That was money the Dr couldn't lose.

    *Speaking of possessiveness, I chortled at Christian's reasoning of why he owns her body. Because he gave her loads of great orgasms of course! It's stuff like this where you are just genius.

    *The fuck was really hot because they both compromised to give the other what they need to get satisfaction. Also, it was in his teenaged bedroom. He is such an adolescent still.

    *I love his obsessive thoughts on the details of her body and her underwear and the security measures. It reminds me of that book 'American Psycho' on occasion.

    *Christian Grey may be a billionaire, but he's delightfully clueless. Case in point: "I try to calm her down – she really is acting very childishly."

    *But it's scary how clueless he is about Elena and the control she still has over him.

    *You outdid yourself with the pix. They were great.

    DAMN! This story goes from strength to strength. You kick ass.

    1. Thanks :) I loved visualizing his family's delight at seeing Christian smooching with Ana. I'm just a big romantic softie :)There'll be more about this in Grace's story of course.

  53. LOVED this nice long chapter.
    Great work!

  54. What an amazing chapter and long too can't wait for the next waiting with bated breth keep doing what your doing its fantastic the next part will be griping

  55. when will you be updating grace? I love reading her perspective please do it soon!


  56. I planned to get up early this morning to read because I did not have time last night and I wanted to start my weekend on a nice note. Well I am so happy that I did waited for it!! You did wonderful job!!!!!Loved every word you wrote. You always carefully researched and wrote in the most delight way. It must be time consuming so. Do hope you have time for yourself and your family. We own them.
    Christian becoming to realist that his life belong to Ana. Money and power will be so dull without Ana by his side. Christian knew that money could not buy happiness and only Ana could. So thoughtful that you injected into Christian's mind.It was so nice to see Christian showed off Ana to the world. Smartly done
    Thank you!!!
    P.S: Cant wait for Grace update. I reread Grace's blog many times. Lots of your fans are mother so we love to read what's going on her pov. Grace and Taylor are the most important people in Christian life and you make us love them even more.

    1. Hi Kim. I love writing from Grace's pov, and I think that's mostly because I'm a mum of 3 grown up children. So when I write Grace, it usually flows really easily. Of course, none of my kids is a billionaire :( But as long as they're happy eh?

  57. Just read a other fab chapter you write them so well like Kim has said do you have time for your family I hope you do . Can't wait to read grace pov and for the next wonderful chapter . Once again thank you and your family for letting you do your writing . I know you will keep up the good work . Laters baby xxx

  58. Yes.. Sammy Kershaw sings all through this.. that should be Ana's theme song!

  59. BRAVO !!! I Loved it !! it was excatly the way it should be, Thank You sooo much can't wait to read Graces pov ! Thanks again xo

  60. Really enjoyed reading the 35 chapters so far can't wait for the next one. It's great to read about Christian's side of things. Keep up the hard work!

  61. LOVED IT! Can't wait for the next chapter!!

  62. Hi..!! I know. Everyone says thank. You..But Thank you!!
    I hope you're. Not bothered. By all the thank you'd!!
    I just loved. This chapter ..you're amazing!!! I read the whole thing yesterday. When we were driving back from Tacoma!! It sucks that they barely finished installing the big Ferris wheel ...I'm sure that would've been in the book!!
    This was indeed a long chapter ...my favorite soo far!
    I can't wait to read Grace's chapters...
    Hope ur having a wonderful weekend ...you make a lot of FSOG fans really happy!!

  63. This has been the best chapter so far for me. Absolutely brilliant, so much detail. Thanks chick. X

  64. Thanks for another fabulous chapter. Christian's mind is fascinating, and you understand him very well. I was watching EL James on a talk show here this past week, and even SHE said it would be difficult to be inside Christian's head. You must feel drained after writing each chapter!

    I can't wait to read a new installment from Grace's POV. She is a favorite character of mine, and my heart always aches for her. She has always wanted so desperately to be close to Christian, and to help him overcome his past, but sadly she had to wait until Ana arrived. At least change does come, slowly but surely...

    Thanks again!
    B. in NYC

    1. Thanks B. It's the physical writing and editing part of the blog I find draining. But actually coming up with what to write is the easy bit for me!

      I especially love writing from Grace's pov. I'm a mother of three 'grown up but not really' kids myself, so I slip into her shoes very easily indeed.

      Thanks for reading and commenting :)

  65. Wonderful job. You got me hooked! Did you mean to say "multimillion dollar deals" instead of pounds since its based in the US?

    1. Ha! A Brit slip! Perhaps I should put one in each chapter and see who spots it first?

  66. I love each new chapter! I check all the time for a new chapter and get so excited when I see a new one. Wonderful job, looking forward to the next one!

  67. I fucking love this chapter!!!! ;p And what's up with Mia's anti fuck radar?

  68. Sheer Perfection!! Enough said (except for yet another Thank You!!)

  69. This chapter was very awesome i love the auctioning part I can't wait til the next chapter

  70. I just came across this on Thursday and have officially caught up, even though I had a wedding Friday night, a bridal shower Saturday and work on Thursday and Friday! I couldn't stop reading!! LOVED IT! Thank you!! Can't wait for the next chapter :) Love CG's POV!

    1. Glad you managed to squeeze in reading my blog! Welcome anyway:)

  71. I just started reading the entire CG POV on Thursday and have caught up! LOVE IT!!!

  72. It was more than a nice and long chapter, it was beautiful, well written,
    amazing and all because it was written by you. You are incredible smart
    and a great writer. Please never stop writing you make other very happy.

    CP from USA

  73. I love it, I read half the chapters on my moms iPad over I think the course of 2 days and the rest on my phone while I had down time at work, you definitely capture the emotions perfectly and I laughed and cried at the same points in your blog that I did with the actual books soo kudos for that. I tried reading other fan fiction based on Christians pov but I just couldn't get through the first chapter of anyone else's. How often do you add a chapter? I also love the sexy pictures of Ian that you add in and the pov of grace which is rather funny and sounds like how my mom would be. Keep up the great work I love it and I'm looking forward to the rest of the chapters. Btw if your book that you are working on is half as good as this you'll be good to go

    1. Usually I update once a week at weekends. If I have a lot of spare time (not very often these days) I sometimes update midweek.

      Glad you're enjoying the story anyhow.

  74. This was my favorite chapter in the book and you did not dissapoint to bring it to life in Christian's eyes!! Thank you so much for you creativity!

  75. Omg!! Your the best!! Love your blog:) you stay true to the book..it's amazing! Thank you sooooo much! Can't wait for the next chapter:)

  76. I was so very excited to learn that there was "more" to Fifty Shades.. I've been reading your blog non stop since I found the link.. :) Please, please continue, you do a very well job writing Christian's pov.. I love, love it.. Sooo looking forward to the next chapter.. :)

  77. omg what a well writen chapter again love the way john and christian are together .I think i might have to read the books again i am so hooked with you blog i keep on post the link on any think to do with fifty shades . looking forward to the next chapter and also grace pov once again thank you for your hard work

  78. Oh no ive read them all now :( When will the next chapter be ready, i can't get enough, i am meant to be working but i can't get through the day without a Christian fix!!!

    You are doing an amazing job.....keeping my christian habit under control....and now i will have to start them again until the next chapter is updated!!!

    Thank you thank you thank you!!! You're amazing!!!! :) xxxxx

  79. OMG You rock!!! I am enjoying this too much. I cant hardly wait for the next chapter(s). Keep up the good work you have given my sister and I our fix that we have been needing since reading the book.:) Niki Adams

  80. you are an amazing writer you should be very proud i love reading what you have wrote so far i cannot wait for the next one you put up! thank you very much for what u do!! :)

  81. when will you be updating grace? I have missed her :)

  82. More please ;) thank you
    LOVE IT!

  83. Just found your blog a few weeks ago and just finished reading all the chapters..you do such a GREAT job of filling us in on a lot of unanswered questions that could only be answered from Christians point of view..So excited & can hardly wait for the next chapter..hope it's real SOON :)

  84. When will you be writing more from Christians POV? I am enjoying this blog very much!!! But want want more plz from Christians PoV!!!!

  85. Deliciously delightful!! Really enjoyed this super long chapter today! I've been up to my eyeballs in laundry all day, cleaning up after my sick little kiddies :o( So it was great to be able to escape into your story for awhile!! And now I reluctantly pull myself away from the computer as I hear yet another request for a fresh bucket..... Eeewwwwh!
    Thank you,
    (Aussie) Jenni xo

    1. The joys of motherhood eh? Hope the kiddies get better soon Jenni.

    2. Why don't they ever ask for Daddy when they're covered in yuckiness??? They're all on the mend now though, thankfully!! :o)

  86. Just found this blog on Friday. Like EL's books i couldn't stop reading. You captured Christian perfectly i was spellbound from the first chapter. Can't wait for the next installment. Thank you for doing this and helping with our Christian and Ana fix :) xxx

  87. I'm addicted. can't wait til your next chapter.

  88. close to million of viewers its owesome!!
    as usual cannot wait for more chapters

    from down under (Judy)

  89. I love how you write christian's story. I'm a big fan of fifty shades of E.L James and since i have read the trilogy 10x already i can't wait to read the next book but miss James haven't decided to do it yet. I can't remember where i found your blog but i was really amazed by your writing. Specially the part where they broke up that christian can't seam to understand why his so hurt. If its ok, I wanna ask you if your a guy?(just curious)

    I hope you finish all 3 books cause i'm so curious of his feelings. I can see you have so many followers but i hope you read my comment and a million thanks for continuing meet fifty.

    1. Hi there.

      No, I'm not a guy. I just have an overactive imagination, years of life experience, and an inside track on the way the male brain works from my other half. All these things help me to get inside Christian's head.

      Thanks for reading and commenting :)

    2. ha ha...if i didn't know any better, YOU ARE CHRISTIAN GREY!!!
      Seriously, you are a genius when it comes to being christian grey. you've answered almost every questions i had when i read the FS trilogy...wondering what he was thinking, feeling, saying, etc. thank you for this looong brilliant chapter. i hope you continue and finish christian's POV and beyond. thank you. thank you.

    3. OMG!...Seriously though you have a very good imagination on christian's thoughts.I'm surprise your not a guy. I also found other fan fiction story of fifty shades but most of them are so cheezzy... i could tell a women write it, but your's is so good. I feel its hard to interpret a man's thought because most men are complicated. U did a super great job!!

      I hope you finish the whole trilogy i am so excited to read your next chapter. And i enjoyed Grace thoughts too.

      Thanks for your time to read my comment I await your next Chapter SIR!

    4. I'm not surprised you're a woman... E.L. Dreamed him up and while the story was being told by Ana it was about Christian.... What surprises me is your integrity to the character E.L. Created... The more I read I swear you ARE E.L. Lol....me and my conspiracy theories....lol....that's why your blog is so addictive like the book.... Keep doing what you're doing... E.L., if she reads this....I hope she does....would be truly proud..... You go girl!

  90. I've catching up on this blog and seriously it just keeps getting better and better! the second book is so good and this pov is just as good. thanks for being consistent on the story and putting your time into this. i know i always get really excited when i get an email saying theres a new chapter. i love them all. :) and henry's pic, oh my goodness i would really love for him to be CG!!

  91. Omg!! I can't wait for more!! I'm so excited! You are an amazing writer! Look forward to reading more! Kinda wish I didn't read so quickly cause now I have to wait :(. Thankyou thankyou thankyou for putting your time into this :)

    Jessie xx

  92. please when are you posting grace? I refresh the page like 3 time a day - Want instant gratification lol :D

    1. OMG I am so glad that I am not alone. I have made it my home page so that I can check it every-time i log on LOL

  93. Fantastic chapter!!! I just fund this site about a week ago & have already read up to this point. No pressure or anything, but could you please post ssome more as soon as possible?!?!?! Some peoples sanity depends on it!!! LOL!!!

    Lucie in the Sky with Diamonds

  94. Found this site last evening - spent half the night and now half the day reading your incredible chapters! Amazing - great work! Can not wait to read more - thanks so much!

  95. What an amazing chapter.............
    Can't wait for the next one!!!!!!!!!!
    Thanks for writing it........
    You are getting closer to 1 million viewers.......I don't think it will be very long before it more...

  96. I LOVE THIS!!! You really do a good job. Wiish you would've described that iwne scene more they do before Ana's graduation lol But loving christian's point of view. When we you update more? I can't wait for the rest of darker & then freed. :)

  97. LOVE IT, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING CG POV, cant get enough of this story...and keep up Graces point of view....great writing and great job...keep it up.

  98. I just loved all the chapters I can't wait to read the next chapter from. Christians point of you are you going to update soon? :))))

  99. you should be in print so i can read it from my kindle am sure mrs james would not object thank you you have captured christan perfect now i want more

  100. U r such an amazing writer!!! I cannot get enough of this!!! Cant wait for the next chapter!

  101. Ong I can't believe how addictive your blog is I need more please ,when will the next be xx

  102. OMG I am dying here looking all day to see if this friday will be like the last few and get a new chapter....I love this blog what a great read!!
    Missing Fifty X

  103. How often are chapters added... I started reading on this site yesterday and I'll be thru with all the chapters tonight.. I'm at 33... I've read all three books twice in two weeks... I'm a bit if an addict... Just a bit....shhhh...this shit is addictive.... Whoever owns this blog... Good freaking job b/c you hv captured Christian's essence just like E.L. meant him to be.... I hope this goes on for ever... I don't ven do blog sites but this shit is on my favorites....

    1. Ditto...wow my thoughts to the T...LOL I feel like an addict too looking all around for anything new on Fiftywatching movie trailers on utube(yes more than once) I know when the real movie comes out and finally makes dvd that will be treated like a bedtime story.lol watch everynight b4 bed!
      Missing Fifty X

    2. Oh me too...more than once..YouTube everything I find.... Speaking of did you see the new trailers...the ones with Matt... I'm so confused who' going to be Cheistian? I think. It's Matt... I hope it is b/c Ian just doesn't exude the right combination of strength, sex, pain, or vulnerability and sincerity that Matt does....and while Ethan has a bad boy look...Matt has a more distinguished, youthful sexiness about him period... I'm a White Colar fan too...lol

    3. Christian.....sorry typing from my iPad

    4. Ditto..Ditto..Ditto..my thoughts exactly again..yes seen all I can find too..also a fan of Matt which is my choice also..(white collar fan as well)I think out of all the trailers I like his the best.well i guess no update on Christian this week only Grace blog...thats good too but really missing this one more!!Pleaese let there be something before next weekend..
      Missing Fifty X

  104. I read in another comment section that you don't know if you'll follow the books exactly or rewrite the entire trilogy from Christian's POV. But here are a few key scenes that I would love to see from his side. (I'm just brainstorming so these might be totally out of order)

    **Christian storming into SIP after Ana tells him that Jack came on to her
    **Christian learning that Ana is alone in her apartment with Leila and his conversation and bathing her afterwards.
    **His side of what happened after Charlie Tango crashed
    **The entire aftermath of Ana telling him she's pregnant (drinks with Elena, looking for Ana, falling to his knees in a submissive pose, etc)
    **Christian's conversation with his mom after she learns about Elena during his birthday party.
    **Christian's conversation wit his mom while Ana is in the hospital (when he finally breaks down and let her hug him)

    1. How in the world could I forget the most obvious one:

      **Christian POV when he learns that Ana is leaving home from work "sick" and she shows up at the bank demanding $5 million. I would love to know what was going through his mind when he honestly thought Ana was leaving him again, how he discovered the truth and his reaction to seeing her lying on the ground unconcious.

    2. Can I add some?
      ** Kate tells Ana and Christian she found his e-mail about the contract
      ** Everything that happened when Ana came home after the drinks with Ethan [when Christian was with Leila] - the sub position, the proposal, Ana touches his forbidden zone.
      ** Christian finds Ana topless on the beach
      ** Christian trying to deal with Ana after Ray's car crash
      ** When he found Ana on the ground unconscious after she shot Jack
      ** When Ana falls to the ground after Jack tries to rape her and Christian dealing with Jack

    3. Lol....so I'm with you all... Everything from h book....lol

    4. Oh yeah, I totally forgot about the whole Ray in the hospital thing. That would be cool to see from his POV. He felt so helpless because everything was beyond his control so it would be interesting to see what was going through that thick skull of his. LOL

      It would also be awesome to be in his head when Kate confronts them about the email. I'm sure he had a few choice words for her and his was trying with all his might to not lose control and lash out at her.

    5. DUH, I completely missed another one: Christian's POV when he gets the call that Leila is at SIP wanting to meet with Ana. Her ignoring his phone calls and his bursting through the door.

      OK, so pretty much we want ALL of the books covered. So play nice and give us what we want or we may be forced to tie you to your chair with a grey tie and flog you. :-)

    6. Well, what can I say? Guess I'm just going to have to continue with the blog aren't I?

  105. don't give up on your working and keep it! I LOVE YOUR STORY AND WRITE!

  106. Hello! You said "Now that I've completed this nice long chapter". Are you done with the story? : (
    you know i love your writing and keep up the great work!!

  107. I spent my entire day off re-reading all your chapters! It's great to unwind and read your wonderful writing, sadly though my house is still dirty.......I must say I am somewhat addicted to your wonderful blog!!!!

    Yet another fantastic chapter :) honestly you are so talented! Can't wait for more ......

    1. Sod the housework! Dust just comes right back anyhow. I've said it before and I'll say it again 'Dull woman have immaculate homes' - that's what my fridge magnet says, so it must be true :)

  108. Please keep up the wonderful work and following the chapters!!! This is Grey-tastic!!!! I check every hour of everyday looking for a new chapter!! I am addicted!!! You are a fantastic writer and have me needing more!!! I love "more"!!!


  109. Until a new chapter is posted... I guess I'll be re-reading all the previous chapter

  110. OMG!!! I love your take on Christian POV of FSOG!! Please try to update soon!

  111. I am going crazy waiting for the next chapter!

  112. Thank you!!!..can't w8 for more!!
    plz keep the chapters coming=)

  113. Please update already\\¡

  114. I cannot believe how seamlessly you have written from Christian's POV! You have real talent! I cannot wait to read allow the parts listed in the comments above. The one I am dying to read is when Christian bathes and cares for Leila in Ana's apartment. Cannot wait!!

    Also, a friend of mine and I disagree on how you would pronounce Leila and Mia's names. Could you settle this for us with a phonetic spelling? :)

    1. Hi Lisa. Well I guess you'd have to ask ELJ for the definitive answer, but in my mind, Mia is pronounced Meeaah, and Leila is pronounced Laylah, but I'm not saying that's the correct answer, just how I imagine them. Perhaps you should listen to the audio books!

    2. I think "Mia" is pronounced like the word "mine" in spanish, and "Leila" I think is Leylah [if you whatch America's n

  115. OMG.............. cant wait until next chapter!!!!
    its like a food for me)))))
    right now im dying....
    thx for another freat chapter...kate

  116. Love love love it! I started this blog last week and couldn't stop reading! You. Are. Amazing. Can't wait for the next chapter!

  117. I can't wait for the next chapter

  118. When will you do the next chapter for CPO?Please write soon...I'm excited to read it already specially the proposal part and the confrontation between leila, ana and christian. I hate my self because when i start reading i can't stop until i'm finish and i read so fast.

  119. When are you going to upload the next chapter!?!?!? This is come kind of cruel torture! I've been checking it every half hour since friday since that's when you normally upload it. can you give us just a day? should i just give up and wait until next friday, or is there still hope for it during the week?

    1. It might be a bit earlier this week - I'm working on it, promise.

  120. Thank you so much for your writings! Patiently waiting for the next chapters!

  121. Can you please put a link up for Graces blog and any other you have going. Your writing is FABULOUS and I want "more" ;oP

    1. Hi Leanne. Glad you like my writing. The link to Grace's blog is on the left hand side of this blog. Just click on it and it will take you straight to the latest chapter. The other chapters are listed on the left hand side of that blog under the various months that they were uploaded.

      Hope this helps.

  122. These books and Christian's pov are by far the best of the best I can not wait til the next chapter or the one after that or the one after that I had to force myself to put the books down and read something else...so excited I know it's a ways away but I can't wait til his birthday party when Grace slaps the piss out of Elena...keep them coming sweet u are doin one fine job:-)

  123. It's hard to wait for new chapters.....that is an awesome compliment to the blog writer btw

  124. Good morning. I read this last chapter ever so slowly in the hopes that the next one would be put up before I finished. Sigh...
    Your writing of Christian's POV is amazing. I have just as much fallen in love with this as I did the books. Its enlightening. I do sometimes think you have contacted my husband and are using him for your male perspective of thins - minus the BILLIONAIRE part of course. HA HA
    The details are wonderful!
    CANNOT WAIT for the next chapter.
    You are very gifted.

  125. ive read all the bloggs and i agree with every one of them 10 times over, you truley are a gifted writer you have bought christian to life in every way possibly the only trouble is that while im reading these im not reading my books i only have one pair of eyes i wish i had two.thankyou.

  126. you truely are a gifted writer you have bought christian to life in so many ways i wish i had two pairs of eyes so i could read the books at the same time.

  127. "Behind Ana’s back, I see Taylor looking at me in askance, but I shake my head to let him know this is fine, no intervention required. No threat here. Friend not foe." - something's wrong with this, Taylor knows Flynn.

    1. Hi there. Yes, you are quite right, of course Taylor knows Flynn. But don't forget that he is wearing a mask, so Taylor can't instantly get a proper look at him to see who it is, and in that split second before he reacts to someone approaching Ana while he is on high alert to protect her, Christian is letting him know there is no problem.

      Hope that clarifies things for you a little bit:)

  128. Love love love it!

  129. Amazing blog! You could charge a fortune for these, im hooked. Thanks :)

  130. I re read this chapter tonight. loved it and all the great pictures. loved the fireworks.

  131. Another great chapter, I wish I could read more but it's already past midnight over here so I think I better hit the sack and continue tomorrow. Or should I say today lol.

  132. Re-reading, noticed you took out the illustration of Ana wearing the silver dress, as well as losing the Dick VanDyke and Betty White illustrations, and substituting the illustration of Carrick with the actor playing the role. Understand why, but I really liked the silver dress!


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