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Christian's POV

The distinct sound of my phone buzzing cuts through the silence, "What does it take for some peace and quiet around here?" I groan, lunging forward to pick up the call.

"Grey… okay good… send me the flight details and itinerary… No, it'll just be me… Thanks Taylor," I let out a sigh of relief that now there's one thing less to worry about. Taylor just confirmed my flight to Taiwan, the trip there is going to last 3 days but I'm hoping I can seal the deal earlier.

Just 2 weeks ago I had a conference call with the CEO of a cement manufacturing company in Taiwan, apparently the CEO is in very bad health and he none of his children is willing to continue running the company. It is understandable considering its revenue never hit above 2 million annually. Rather, I think it's very wise of Mr. Lee letting me buy over. It will serve me well if I decide to venture into building properties in the future.

I finished up the black coffee which had cooled down fairly since Gail brought it over after dinner. Still feeling quite stuffed from the scrumptious meal that Ana and I shared earlier. Which reminds me, Ana didn't really eat much, I make a mental note to make sure she had a proper breakfast in the morning. Needing a little stretch, I took my coffee cup to the kitchen sink.

The living room and kitchen was dimly lit and I wondered where everyone was. I scan through the room and I see Taylor's office light on, further down I see Ana's private study light on too. I grin at the thought of my Ana, wrapped in a thick quilt, nose buried in a classic, not giving a care about the world.

Not wanting to intrude, I turn back to my office to get some work done. I began typing away on the laptop, going through the e-mails marked with high importance first and working my way down. Just when I signed off the last e-mail, I sensed someone nearing me. Before I even had the chance to look up, I saw a feeble looking hand placing a rather intimidating looking plastic ruler on my desk. I frown at it, closed my laptop and looked up to see the intruder. It was Ana.

I wanted to call out her name, yet I couldn't get myself to do it. Her forlorn face held so many emotions making me a very confused man indeed.

"Spank me," Ana utters. I was taken aback, did I just heard her correctly? Did Ana just ask me to spank her? I was about to clarify when Ana says, "Please" and I know this was no joke.

Words can't fathom what is going through my mind at the moment. I secretly hope that I didn't give away my confusion. It pains me to see Ana do this but I will not let I get in the way of her needs. If she wanted to be spank, I will do the honors.

I took the ruler in hand and ordered her to assume her position of my lap. It ticks me off when she still stood there, gaze lowered, biting her lower lip. Oh Anastasia, you know very well how that makes me feel. I called out to her again, more firmly this time. I see her body jump a little as she quickly runs over to my side.

The routine soon begins, I secured Ana's legs below mine, slowly pulling down her sweats. Her perfectly round fair globes made something stir inside of me, awakening the dormant monster. I lightly brush my fingertips on the apex of her curves, satisfied to know that it's mine – yes, all mine.

"Why?" I asked, the burning question slipped from my tongue. I quickly corrected myself by landing a sharp smack to her left cheek, adding four more in quick succession, making sure to cover her entire bottom. I knew this was neither a punishment spanking, neither was it foreplay. I didn't give my 100% and held back a little, waiting for Ana's reaction before continuing.

The awful sound of the sting of ruler on my baby's derriere echoed throughout the room as I lay smack after smack. It wasn't even the tenth smack when I hear Ana sobbing. Knowing Ana, she can be pretty tough when she want to be. Ana never sobs in the first couple of smacks, even if it was a punishment spanking. I can feel her small frame quivering below my hand, I was so prepared to stop and embrace my poor baby in my arms.

I contemplated that idea while administering more smacks to behind, which was turning into a nice shade of pink. Her sobs turned to plain tears, yet my Ana never once said 'no more', 'please stop' or used her safe word or even swing her hands back to cover her ass. God she didn't even flinch, she just laid there so very obediently, taking it all in! To say that I was confused before was a total understatement.

Usually by now I would've inserted two very skilled fingers into her womanhood and test it she was already heightened by the spanking – which she most definitely would if it was foreplay. But I kept my demons chained and didn't do so. However I didn't stop spanking, a million questions crossed my mind as I tried to decipher this puzzling wife of mine as I continued to lay the smacks in a paced and routine manner. Don't tell me Ana disobeyed me behind my back and felt she needed to own up before I caught her? Yes that is a possibility…

As that thought came to mind, I must've landed an overly hard smack causing Ana to cry out, immediately bringing me back to my senses. I blinked twice; "Fuck" Ana's bottom was thoroughly covered and gone into a deep shade of pink, heat radiating off her tender skin. I felt angry at myself for not paying better attention and use all my might to throw the damn implement across the room.

I quickly pulled Ana up to an embrace, I just needed to hold her, I would do anything to make her feel better. Ana sputtered words that I couldn't quite make out, but I strained my ears trying to understand her. I picked out a 'need', 'want' and 'thank you', well I guess you're welcome? I pushed aside all that I was feeling the past minutes and concentrated on Ana, she's my number one priority, always is, always will be.

I tried my best to comfort her, pulling out every trick from my hat. I tried rubbing her back, smoothing her hair, rocking her back and forth, saying things I felt she needed to hear.

"Can you take deep breaths for me Ana?" I instructed her, getting worried she might choke on her saliva. She again obediently heed my words and took deep breaths, calming herself down to mere hiccups. She clung tightly to chest, looking utterly vulnerable and I wished there was more I could do to make her feel better.

"Use this," I offered the tips of my sleeves to her, seeing she clearly needed some Kleenex but I couldn't spot any at the moment. She took it humbly and wiped her face with it. When she was done she just let the sleeve go and snuggled closer to me.

I need to look at her. I need to know what is going through her mind. I need to know she is okay. I called out to her, she looked at me with doe-like eyes before casting her gaze down again.

"Hey, hey Ana look at me," I say as I tilt her chin upwards before kissing her, just cause I wanted to. Her lips were so pouty and soft after she cried, Ana always had the best lips for kisses. I controlled myself, Ana's need first.

"I feel suffocated…" Ana feels suffocated? What? When? Why?!

She begins to explain herself and I see the light. Back in the days, my subs would do things to push my limits so I would punish them. Maybe they did it because they wanted my attention, which they definitely got eventually. It also dawns on me that what this act does, aside from foreplay, it also makes people feel a certain way – some kind of release as they propel themselves into a space where they can just let go and be free.

I normalized her feelings, assuring her that I'll always be here for her and that I'll give her whatever she needs, even if it was this.

"Better, much better. Thank you." Ana replies when I asked her how she was feeling. Ana blushes a little and wonder if all of this embarrasses her.

"Good to know," finally relieved, I placed a chaste kiss to her forehead, "We're both busy people and I think I haven't been expressing my love enough. Would my wife be interested in some vanilla?"

Did I mention my demons are now unchained?

Ana nods and I am so proud of her. She never fails to impress me. Though I might have a word about what happened earlier at a later time. I put it aside and concentrated on satisfying both our needs…

A/N: WOW thanks guys, what an overwhelming response! This really is strike while the iron is hot, aye?

Had a request to write out Christian's POV so decided to try it. It's a little long winded then I expected and this was a real challenge considering I've never written in a male's POV before. I hope its okay. Please Review while I start imagining more one-shots to write. This will be the last add-on for this story.

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