Chapter 3: Jealousy
A/N: Thank you for your support! I will try to update as often as I can. Sorry this chapter is a bit long. I didn't want to have to break it.

Christian's POV
I grin as Anastasia gets her makeup and hair done for the party by Julie, the makeup artist I hired. She has no idea where she's going.
"Christian what is this all for?"
"You'll see! Julie have her costume on as well." I flip through my iphone to check some emails regarding work.
"I can get dressed myself."
"No, I don't want you to see."
"Then atleast you dress me Christian! Please!?"
I smile again and slide my phone in my pocket.
"It'd be my pleasure. She looks great Julie." I hand her a couple 100 dollar bills. And that's only her tip.
Ana frowns.
"What baby?"
"I'm just gonna miss Teddy. It's been awhile since we left him for the whole evening."
Julie exits.
"I know. Me too." I slide off Anastasia's clothes and kiss her shoulders.
"Mmm Christian." She runs her cool soft hands up the back of my shirt.
"Wait. We don't want to mess up your hair or makeup." I want to tease her. Plus I will go crazy if she touches me anymore. I slide my hands across her delicate skin as I finish dressing her.
"Can I look now?"
"Yes."

Ana's POV
I turn towards the mirror.
My hair is curled with a bow headband, I have on bright makeup and a lacey black dress with a jacket and lacey white gloves. My lipstick is red and I have a fake mole drawn on. I am Madonna.
"Christian! No way! This is awesome! I mean it's over the top for me but I love it! We are going to an 80's party?"
"Yes."
"Wow! This totally isn't your style! It's regular, ordinary, not over the top but just fun! Christian!" I give him a big hug.
"I'm glad you're excited. Now we have to go in 5 minutes."
"Right. Who are you going as?"
Christian grabs sunglasses and a sparkly glove. He twirls and puts his hand over his crotch.
I laugh uncontrollably. Fun Christian being Michael Jackson... I love it!
"I love you!" I say.
"I love you more." He smiles again at me.
This looks like it will be a great night!

Christian's POV
As people start to enter the party, I grab Anastasia's hand and pull her to the side.
"You look amazing."
"Christian I look like Madonna."
"Yeah but better. I wanna fuck you so bad." I kiss her neck.
"Oh Christian... Or should I say Oh Michael!?"
"No." I say sternly. She knows I am not taking the joke lightly and even though she is kidding I do not like even the thought of another man's name in my woman's pretty little head.
"Okay. Hey Christian they're playing Crazy For You by Madonna."
"Come." I lead her to the dance floor but sort of off to the side in our own little corner.
We slow dance to the song. Ana rests her head on my shoulder and fits so perfectly in my arms.
She grazes her hand over my erection. Uh oh. She feels it. She kisses my ear lobe and sucks it. OHH she feels it.
"Ana I need you now." I press my pelvis against her and hike up her skirt.
"Christian... We are in front of people..."
"No one is looking. It's dark. Come on babe." I unzip my pants and rub my throbbing hard-on against her warm vagina. I move my thumb to fiddle with her clit. She tries to hold in her moans.
"What do you want me?"
"You. I want you Christian. Bad." She almost whimpers now because she wants it so bad and she stays quiet in a low whisper.
I start to slide in and rock with her as Michael Jackson's Rock With You plays. Once the song is over I feel like I'm going to explode and I do; right in her. She cums with me and silently as she cries out into my shoulder in pleasure. I pull out. I pull down her skirt and put my little guy back in my pants as I zip up and then continue to slow dance with her.
"See public sex is easy. They just thought we were dancing."

Ana's POV
Christian and I have had an amazing night. I am extremely tired though. We sit at a table in the room right next to the party table. It is a dining room. Lots of people in tons of bright colored leggings and makeup surround us at different tables as well as seas of mullets. I look down at the menu. What looks good? Hmm... I look at Christian and lick my lips. He just grins at me.
"See something tasty?"
"I do." I smirk.
"Care to share?" His eyes glow with excitement as he leans toward me and instantly I am reminded of Teddy. Our Teddy. I need to give him a big kiss in the morning because he will probably be fast asleep by the time we get home.
"Well..." I begin.
"Christian?" A voice says from behind Christian as a hand touches his shoulder.
I look to where the voice is coming from.
A gorgeous woman with blonde hair and blue eyes dressed in simple 80s attire and red lips that could even be relevant today is who I look up at. She is clearly one of the girls from The Go-Go's because the other missing girls are standing dressed in similar outfits talking to each other just a few feet away.
Who the hell is she? She obviously knows Christian and she just touched him. He's mine.
"Oh, Olivia. Hi."
Olivia? He knows her too?
"Ahem." I have the right to rudely interrupt. After all, I am his wife!
"Olivia, this is Anastasia, my wife. Anastasia, Olivia is an old friend of mine. It's so nice to see you."
So nice to see you? What the hell!
"You too Christian. Hello Anastasia." She smiles warmly at me. I can tell she doesn't mean me any harm but she's still suspicious to me because she is gorgeous.
"How did you two meet?" I ask.
Christian notions Olivia to have a seat. This really pisses me off.
"Oh actually Christian and I were friends in high school and we sort of lost touch with each other but then we became friends again and that sort of thing." She says.
"What sort of thing?"
"Anastasia, you haven't touched your wine. Please drink." Christian orders.
Like I'm going to listen to him right now. And then suddenly I remember I am pregnant. When should I tell Christian? Well obviously not right now; I'm too mad. Back to this Olivia girl.
"What sort of thing? Did you two date?" I blurt out.
Olivia blushes. God the girl even looks good blushing...
"Um... Ana... Olivia use to be a sub..." Christian says finally.
"Damnit!" I stand up.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend. Christian and I go way back. It was years ago! We have no interest in each other whatsoever anymore!"
I get up and head towards the door. What the hell is the matter with him? He thinks he can just bring subs into our married life? He says his past is over yet I keep meeting these. My eyes start to swell up. He shouldn't talk to them at all. The past is over as he says. I am his wife and I don't like the thought of him talking to another woman, let alone these women he used to be sexually active with. I hit the elevator button and I realize I'm crying as tears run down my face.
"Ana." Christian runs towards me.
"Leave me alone Christian, you are an asshole." I hit the button again harder as if it will make a difference.
"Anastasia, I love you. I didn't know Olivia was going to be there."
"Oh but it was okay to tell her it was nice to see her and offer her to sit with us!"
"I'm sorry Anastasia. It was common courtesy. She's an old friend."
"Yeah and so was Elena and look at the devil woman she was that you didn't see all those years."
He is silent.
"I'm just done with the subs constantly coming up Christian. It's really hard. I'm your wife and I don't want you talking to them why don't you understand that? I don't care if you're friends or that there is no longer a sexual attraction, the fact that you did... it... with these women just crushes me." My eyes start to tear up again.
"I'm sorry Ana. I won't talk to them anymore. I didn't know you felt that way. I am stupid. I really am sorry." He hugs me tight against him and kisses me.
"Christian I'm just saying that you always say that you don't want to look to the past, however, you are contradicting yourself and it is disrespectful to me."
"I'm so sorry. Please tell me how you are feeling more so I can be more prepared." He says sincerely as he looks me in the eyes. He really does mean it. He looks sad. He didn't know how it affected me. I can tell that is the truth.
"Christian, because of what you did tonight, you owe me."
"Okay." He kisses me and holds my hand as we walk to the limo.
"Sex?" He nuzzles my neck.
"No I'm very tired. But you'll find out soon enough. I thought you only liked brunettes?"
"I dated a blonde. Besides she is naturally a brunette."
"Oh. Figures."
"And Olivia is now a lesbian, so case closed."