Hi ladies... I know, I shouldn't be posting anything new with three unfinished stories, but this scene kept popping up in my head for weeks now making it impossible to concentrate on writing anything else... so I decided to write this scene as a One Shot.

Much like the Mile High Club, I might turn this into a full story once I have more time to write, but for now I really need to go back and concentrate on my other stories...

This is my twist on the popular "What if Ana had signed the contract" storyline...

Christian

I stare at the new contract laid out in front of me. Hoping that Ana will agree to the changes I have made. This could go either way. Truth be told, as elated as I was when she signed the contract after her graduation, I still had my doubts whether or not Ana could be submissive. Yet, she has been the best sub I ever had, following all my rules without failure.

Still, sometimes I do find myself missing her smart mouth and our little e-mails banters. Though, I cannot fault her for that as she knows it would lead to immediate punishment... come to think of it, there haven't been many punishments in the last three months. Only in terms of her training to lift her tolerance for pain, though we haven't reached the heavy shit yet. Just spanking, a bit of paddling and wax play, along with some improvised playing when I spanked her with a ruler in the balls room and a spatula in the kitchen, but she is learning and not complaining or safe wording at all.

In addition, there is the fact that her roommate is still dating my brother, and is aware that we are seeing each other. Therefore, I had to make some adjustments in the form of double dates with Ana and them, but I have come to enjoy them a great deal, which is why I made these changes to the contracts.

Our families already believe we are a normal couple and just the weekends are no longer doing it for me. No, I want to lose myself in Anastasia every day of the week and that is why I will propose to her to move in with me full time and that our contract will run without a timely constriction. I want her TPE 24/7. I want to come home in the evening having her ready and waiting for me in the playroom... hell even just knowing that she will be home waiting for me would be enough. Even on the weekends we haven't just fucked in the playroom.

I smile thinking about five weeks ago when I fucked her on every flat surface and against most of the walls of the penthouse until she fell asleep while I was still inside her. Yeah... I want that every day.

Once she lives here, I can sneak into her room in the morning for wake up sex every day or order her to suck me off under the desk when I have to work some extra hours in my study at night. Oh that mouth...

At first, I thought about ordering her to quit her job, so she can solely cater to my needs, but the more rational part of me knows that this is not going to happen. She loves her job and even if we no longer have a clear time frame for our arrangement in place, I know it will end one day and she needs to be able to provide for herself when that happens.

Plus, I wouldn't have bought SIP if it wasn't for her working there. I knew there was something fishy about her boss, which is why I had her swap jobs with the only male assistant at SIP. Hyde wasn't pleased at all to find that Ana was no longer his assistant, but that fucker knew better than to piss off the new boss. All the while I had my men investigate to see why one guy had eleven assistants in less than three years.

Turns out the fucker harassed them and even sexually assaulted three of them. Now, he is waiting for his trial in jail. Ros and PR managed to keep all of that from the press, no need to have GEH connected to shit like that and SIP is doing a lot better ever since we took over. Ana has a good future there, so I won't make her quit.

After all, I'm working too, so she would have to spend my working hours alone at Escala probably bored out of her mind, so her working too is not a bad thing.

Checking my e-mails I find a new one from Elena, but ignore it. She is pissed to say at least and she told me in no uncertain ways that I am making a mistake by having Ana move in with me fulltime. Deep down, I know she is just pissed, that I finally found a sub that might be compatible with me and it wasn't her who picked her out for me. Elena doesn't like Ana and she doesn't even try to hide it.

One Saturday she stopped by and found Ana and I having dinner at the breakfast bar talking animatedly about the trip to Bainbridge Island we took that afternoon with Elliot and Kate. Elena thought I was treating Ana like an equal and it pissed me off so much that I ordered Ana to sit at my feet where I fed her, her dinner while Elena took her seat, seemingly satisfied with me taking on my Dom persona. Still, she believes I am not strict enough with Ana and we had a few rather heated arguments about it.

Elena's way of getting my submission was vicious. She would dish out the meanest punishments for even the slightest infraction, leaving me scared and too afraid to ever repeat what I had done to upset her. I know trying this with Ana is only going to drive her away from me, something I don't even want to think about. In addition, I don't see why I can't have a normal conversation with her or get out of character from time to time because we are having fun.

Christ, she is just a twenty one, and this is the first relationship with a man she ever had. I want it to be enjoyable for her too. I want her to laugh and enjoy herself when it is appropriate. I frown when I think about Ana's beautiful giggle. I haven't heard it in a while, in fact she seemed a little lost in the last couple of weeks, but I didn't allow myself to put too much thought into it, because even if we are already three months into our contract, she is still adjusting to the lifestyle and I trust her to tell me if there is something bothering her... so maybe it is nothing.

"Sir?" Taylor appears at the entrance of my study and I motion for him to continue.

"The interior designer is ready. Do you wish to inspect Miss Steele's room now?" He asks and I nod.

"Thank you Taylor." I mutter and walk upstairs. I want Ana's transition into moving in with me fulltime to go smoothly. I already had Caroline Acton deliver a complete new wardrobe for Ana, Gail stocked up the pantry with her favorite foods and I have a desk set up in the library for her, so she can use it as her study. I also had a sex swing and some other new things installed in the playroom for us, so we can celebrate her move tonight, but the masterpiece is the subs room.

Until now the furniture has always been the same and I only allowed my subs to decorate it after their liking. Having seen Ana's room at her apartment a few times, I know her taste in furniture is completely different than mine, so I wanted to give her one room that is more after her liking. I secretly snapped many pictures of her bedroom on my phone and mailed them to my interior designer, so now the subs room looks just like Ana's bedroom... or at least I hope it does.

Stepping inside I am pleasantly surprised with how well it turned out. It looks exactly like Ana's bedroom... only the furniture was way more expensive than what she had before. Only the best for my girl.

Now all that needs to happen is that she signs the new contract and then we can get the rest of her belongings tomorrow and she can finally move in for good. No more waiting for the weekends or ordering her to my office in the middle of the week for a quick fuck in-between meetings. Though on second thought I most likely will still do that...

Involuntarily my mind drifts back to one afternoon in late July. I was really fucking pissed when a deal I was working on for three months had gone down hill and was in desperate need for some relieve. So, I called Ana and ordered her to come to my office wearing nothing but high heels and a coat. She arrived at my office as soon as she was done with work that day and I wasn't pleased at all to find that she was wearing underwear when I specifically ordered for her to naked under her coat. For a second I was tempted to take my belt off and use it to punish her with, but I restraint myself and spanked her instead, reminding myself that she wasn't ready for a harsh punishment like that.

As soon as I saw her perfect ass pink and warm from my hand I felt a lot better and the rest of the evening was spent with me fucking her against every flat surface in my office until all thoughts of the lost deal had gone away.

Checking my watch, I see that it is almost time for Ana to arrive, so I quickly change and just when I leave my bedroom again I hear the ping of the elevator and Ana steps out of it.

She is dressed in a white knitted dress, black leggings and boots, her hair open and glossy falling all the way down to her hips, swinging with every move she does.

"Good afternoon, Sir." She says in a small voice and looks at her feet.

"You may look at me, Anastasia." I reply and she does. Fuck, every time those blue orbs meet my eyes it's like she can see right through me...

"I have the new contract ready; please follow me, Miss Steele." I say and lead her into my study, where she waits until I tell her to sit down.

"Ana, please forget about the rules for now, after all as long as you haven't signed you are technically not my sub." I tell her with a smile and I watch her transform instantly. She looks at me directly, sits more relaxed and still there is something different... I just can't figure out what it is.

"Christian, I need to tell you something." She says and suddenly I have this bad feeling... no conversation that starts out with a sentence like that ends well.

"Ok, go ahead." Shit why am I nervous now?

"For the last three months, I have tried my best to be what you need."

"You are what I need, Ana. I didn't think it would work out, but you are the best sub I ever had." I quickly reply, she needs to know that.

"Maybe, but at what personal cost? I haven't felt like myself ever since I have signed that contract. I won't lie and say that there is nothing about the lifestyle that is for me. Maybe deep down I am submissive... just ... just not all the time or even at all outside the bedroom." Shit she is not going to sign... do something Grey, quick!

"Ana, you are a good submissive; you've done so well please just listen to what I have to say."

"No... I can't. Christian when I signed the contract, I thought... or maybe it was just wishful thinking... but I hoped you would eventually change, instead I changed... and I don't like the person I have become. And there were things I never signed up for, that made me feel so belittled, humiliated and ashamed of myself that I have spent so many nights crying myself to sleep and I don't want that. I just want to be happy, Christian and I want to be with someone who actually has enough empathy to see that I am not ok, without me having to spell it out for him."

"Why didn't you tell me? I told you that we have to be open and communicate or else this wouldn't work." I say, getting defensive.

"When? When did we ever have an open discussion like this, Christian?" She replies her tone getting as defensive as mine and I close my eyes to calm down. Be calm, Grey... you can still turn this around.

"Ana, you could have asked for an open discussion at any time." I say softy, but I can tell from the look on her face that me being calm is not helping.

"I don't want to play the blame game, Christian. I just need to be honest and the truth is that I was in love with you the second I laid eyes on you and I was prepared to do whatever it takes to be with you... but I just can't do it anymore. I love you, Christian, but after being with you for three months, I had to realize that love is not what you want. You enjoy the type of relationships you have, but for me it will never be enough. I mean, most Sundays you simply dismiss me, no goodbye, no I'm going to miss you and then I go home and see Kate and Elliot, and it's like showing me everything that I ever wanted and that I will never have with you." She says, but I'm still reeling from her revelation. Love... fuck... she can't love me. I'm not loveable or capable of loving her back... but she goes on...

"I want to be with someone who loves me too, who eventually wants to marry and have kids. I was hoping that by some miracle I could make you love me too, that by doing whatever you want, you would eventually love me too and our relationship would evolve into a normal relationship... but I guess I was stupid and naive... or I'm just not the one for you."

And I know next will she will say her peace... shit, I don't want to hear it.

"I can't sign a new contract, Christian. I came here today to say goodbye... because I know if I don't do this now, I will lose myself completely and eventually resent you for it. That's not what I want. I want to remember you for all the good memories we've made in the last three months... for the moments when we've been just Ana and Christian and not Dominant and submissive. Everything you've given me in the last three months is in the car in the garage." She says and places the car keys on my desk.

"Ana, it's your car and everything I have given you is yours too." I tell her horrified that she wants to give me everything back... if she had spat in my face it wouldn't have been more devastating.

"No, it's not. I accepted the car because that was what you expected of me and I didn't want to spent the night of my graduated with a sore behind, but I never intended to keep anything in case... well if things would come to this." She says swallowing hard.

"You need a car to go to work." I point out.

"I will buy a car with the money you gave me from selling my old car... and since we are already talking about work, I hope you are okay with me keeping my job until I have found something else." She says and I have to get up and start to pace... she is cutting all ties... fuck!

"Ana, the only reason I have bought SIP is because you work there and it was failing. Now, it has a future and you have a future there. Ros is handling it, so it's not like we will run into each other if that is why you want to quit. Please at least keep your job." I find myself begging and I don't do begging... shit right now I would crawl over broken glass if it would make her stay.

"I'll think about it. I guess this is it then." She says and gets up.

"You don't have to leave now, please at least have dinner with me." I get out in a rush, panicking at the thought that this is the last time we will see each other... if she leaves, this is it.

"I can't... goodbye Christian." She says and I see tears building in her eyes as she steps closer and presses a soft kiss to my lips.

"Ana." I breathe not sure what to say... how to make this right. Maybe if I tell her that I love her... no she would know it's a lie. And while I am still contemplating what to do to make her stay I hear her retrieving foot steps. Hurrying after her I see her step into the elevator.

"Ana please..."

"Goodbye." She whispers just as the doors close and I just stand there in the foyer, rooted to the spot not knowing what to do.

She left... fuck, and I let her. I should have stopped her, demanded for her to sign the contract and move in with me... or just ask her to move in with no contract at all. We could have still used the playroom, right?

No, she is right it would have never worked out... and all because I'm a monster, not worthy of love or capable of loving anyone...

Ana

Keep walking, Ana... just keep walking. You are doing this for him. It's the only way. I keep telling myself as I walk through the streets of Seattle trying only to focus on my destination, which is a small diner a few blocks away. As long as I keep my mind as blank as possible, I can get through this.

When I finally reach my destination, I slip into a booth and order a coffee. She is late... figures that she would take her sweet time to give me more time to suffer here all alone with my thoughts.

Ten long minutes later she slips into the booth opposite me. I hate her, I fucking hate her guts and I want to hurt her too, but I can't. I have to remain silent and get this over with for Christian.

"Have you told him you are not signing the new contract?" She asks and a nasty fuck you smile is playing around her lips.

"Yes. Do you have the pictures?" I ask my voice lacking any emotion.

"Wait." She says and makes a phone call. Oh god, she is calling Christian... I don't want to hear his voice now... I can't.

I concentrate on the chatter in the background provided by a family with three kids who are giggling and talking until Elena ends the call.

"Well done, Anastasia." She says and shoves a manila envelope across the table. I open it to peek at the pictures inside and nearly vomit.

"Are these all?"

"Yes, but the negatives are still in my possession and will remain so until Christian has moved on with a sub of my choosing. Do not try to contact him again or get back with Christian. If you do, I will ruin him. I didn't waste years to turn a troubled son of a crack whore into a billionaire only for some mousy little gold digger like you to take him away from me."

"You don't deserve him." I spit out and she laughs.

"Oh darling, don't kid yourself, it's not about what a person deserves, it's about what a person is willing to do to get what she wants... and I will stop at nothing to get what I want." She says arrogantly and I can barely keep myself from pulling her across the table and beat her to a bloody pulp, but I can't... I just broke up with the man I love to save him from public humiliation and possibly losing everything he has worked so hard for that I can't risk to ruin it now by letting that evil bitch provoke me.

"I want the negatives."

"As soon as he has moved on. I'll be in touch." She says and leaves, while I remain seated in the booth and stare at the envelope in my hands.

I wish I could have just told Christian... but he would have never believed me. To him Elena is a saint who saved him and not an evil child molesting bitch who lured him into a lifestyle no child should take part in.

Worse, if we would have had more time, I know he would have seen the truth. He has changed so much already, enjoying to act his age and becoming more of a boyfriend and less of a Dominant with each passing week. Deep down, I know that he loves me; he is just not ready to see it and admit to himself... if only there had been more time...

I stop, I have to move on. It's the only choice I have, if I want to protect him. Maybe one day I can tell him the truth... but for now I have to try to live my life without him and make him believe that I am happy... even if it breaks my heart... for Christian I can do this...

Still, I feel like this is the end. The end of all my hopes and dreams and more so, the end of what could have been my happily ever after...