I do not own the Fifty Shades Trilogy characters – those belong to E.L. James.

A/N: Another story that has been in my mind and I thought I would try out Christian's POV. I will try to keep up with this story as much as I can.

Chapter 1

CPOV

I'm sitting in my Monday morning staff meeting to review last week's business and this week's business and all I can think about is this past weekend. I have stupid, fucking grin on my face and I'm sure all my executives sitting here are probably wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. It's not what's wrong with me, but what is finally right. Anastasia. We had the most amazing weekend. How beautiful she was at the Coping Together gala with the mask and wearing the second chance earrings I gave her. Then asking me to spank her and then fucking her. God, I love fucking her. I love her. I know I didn't say it, but she knows that I love her. I shouldn't deny her those three words. She needs and deserves to hear them from me.

Then bringing her on The Grace and sharing with her my love of sailing, because I love her. She was so beautiful smiling and being happy, because of me. And making love to her on The Grace. Sweet, slow, love-making. Hmm, I didn't know I had it in me, but Anastasia brings out the best in me. Making me the man who I should be. But then fucking her on my pool table. Damn, she was so sexy in her white thong and then letting me spank her with the ruler. That's what makes us fucking awesome, that I can make love to her and then I can fuck her and it's all amazing. Shit, I've got a fucking hard on thinking about fucking Anastasia. Maybe I should go home and fuck her. I need to think about something else.

Then there was the whole deal about Leila coming into the apartment with a gun and what she could have done. I'm so angry that we can't find her and that she vandalized Ana's car and saw her in bed and could have...No. I'm not going to think about what could have happened. Ana really showed me how strong of person she is, by not leaving me and loving me. When I think about it, if she wasn't in my apartment, then we wouldn't have gone to the Fairmont and made love. Grey, stop thinking about fucking and making love to Ana.

"Mr. Grey", and Sam, my PR guy, brings me out of my erotic thoughts of Ana. "We've received numerous calls already today about your appearance at the Coping Together Event Saturday night as you and Miss Steele attended. Many of the media outlets in the state and even nationally want confirmation that Miss Steele is your girlfriend".

Oh, what the fuck! Why is my personal life so fucking interesting to the media! "Tell them all no comment. I am assuming this is because the Times put the picture of us in the paper yesterday?" I did see our picture on the front page of the Lifestyle section of the Times yesterday. I do have to say, we are a good-looking couple, but that is because Ana is so beautiful. "Tell them they can contact the PR person for Coping Together if they would like to report on the charity, but nothing about mine or Miss Steele's fucking personal life". I've always been private person, but more so now that Ana's in my life and I don't want tabloid gossip stories about her.

After we finish up our meeting, I head back into my office and call Andrea. "Andrea, please email the confirmation of the deposit I requested to Miss Steele's account was done today. Then please have an additional fifty thousand dollars deposited in the same account today".

"Yes Mr. Grey. I will have that to you shortly and will have the money deposited by this afternoon".

I want to make sure that the twenty-four grand that I had wired to her account was done this morning. I wanted her to have that money, but of course, she had to bid on the weekend at my place in Aspen for that same amount. Why the hell did she have to do that? I would take her there anytime she wants. Well, I know why she did it and it's not going to stop me from depositing more money in her account. I know she was hoping to have a job by now, but my girlfriend will not go around with practically no money in her bank account. I take care of what is mine.

While in my afternoon conference call, Taylor comes in and something is going on. I put the phone on mute. "What is it Taylor".

"I just received a call from Sawyer as Miss Steele asked him to leave her apartment as she felt she didn't need his protection, sir". What the fuck?

"Where is Sawyer now?" I'm furious at both Sawyer and Anastasia. I can't fucking call her now because I have to be on this call, but I will deal with her right afterwards.

"He is back at Escala, in the security office". Jesus Christ, he needs to protect her!

"Call Sawyer and tell him to get his fucking ass back to Miss Steele's apartment. I don't care if he has to sit outside her door, but he is to protect her! And make sure this is his last warning or he will be fired". My security follows my directions, not Miss Steele's!

"Yes sir", and Taylor walks out of my office.

APOV

What an amazing weekend with Christian. He loves me, he really does love me. I know that it was hard for him to admit that, let alone say it, but hopeful he will say that he loves me. I know he is capable of love and I wish he could see that. Besides his ex-submissive breaking in and ruining my car, Saturday night was one of the most magical nights for me. I felt so beautiful in that dress and going to the ball with Christian. He makes me feel beautiful. Then sharing his love of sailing on Sunday, which I had so much fun. I can't wait till we go again on The Grace.

Christian left for work early this morning, so I spent the morning at his apartment talking with Mrs. Jones, finding out Christian's favorite meals. I enjoyed a nice long, hot shower as I love taking showers at his place. But as much as I would love to lounge around all day, I have to send some resumes out and run some errands today.

I power up my laptop and search of any new job posting. There are a couple, so I email them a cover letter and my résumé. I was really hoping to get the internship at SIP, but they found another candidate. Christian has suggested a few times that I apply to GEH for an internship, but I would feel so uncomfortable working there and dating him. A job at Christian's company will have to be my last resort if I can't find a job soon. Payments for my student loans will start soon and I'm not sure how I will pay for them.

After I've sent out my resumes for the day, I grab my purse and head out. My new Saab hasn't arrived yet, so I'll have to walk or take the bus to run my errands. As soon as I make it to the foyer and call the elevator, Sawyer is with me.

"Miss Steele, are you heading out?" Oh great, I'm going to have to bring security with me. Maybe Sawyer can drive me around.

"Um, yes. I have some errands to run and then I'm going to my apartment. Are you to accompany me today?"

"Yes Miss Steele".

"Ok. Will you be able to drive me?"

"Yes ma'am". We both get into the elevator and head down to the parking garage. When we get down there, Sawyer leads me to the smaller Audi SUV.

"Where to Miss Steele?" I look at Sawyer through the rear-view mirror.

"Um, to the bank first and then to Whole Foods". I know that I haven't been at my apartment all week, but with Ethan coming back tomorrow, I should have some groceries.

It's not a long drive to the bank and Sawyer is able to find a parking spot on the street in front of the bank. Of course he has to escort me in. I feel kind of weird having him follow me into the bank. It's not like I'm going to withdraw a lot of money. Which reminds me, I need to send a check to Coping Together. I just use the ATM instead of going to the teller and withdraw a hundred dollars, which should be enough for a few groceries, which you really can't afford Steele. When I look at the slip, $74, 563.26 is in my account. What? This must be a mistake. I know that Christian deposited $24,000 into my account over the weekend, but this must be wrong. Sawyer is waiting for me outside the vestibule but I make my way into the bank.

I walk up to the available teller. "How can I help you miss?" Sawyer is now next to me.

"Yes, I was just withdrawing money from the ATM and the amount on the slip is not correct", and I hand her the slip.

"Do you have your ATM card so I can look at your account?"

"Yes, certainly", and pull out my wallet and hand her my ATM Card. The teller takes my card and swipes it into her computer.

"Well Miss Steele, looks like a deposit of fifty thousand dollars was made this morning, so the balance of $74,563.26 is the correct amount. Is there anything else I can do for you today?" And she smiles at me.

A deposit of fifty thousand dollars? Well, seems like Fifty gave me fifty - fifty thousand dollars. "Um yes, can you tell where the deposit came from?"

"Yes, looks like an account from GEH".

"Ok, thank you", and I give her a tight smile and head out of the bank. Damn him, giving me money. I may not have a job, but I'm not his charity case! He shouldn't have done that as he knows how I felt about him giving me twenty-four thousand dollars for my Wanda. We are going to have words about this tonight.

Sawyer and I get back into the SUV and he drives me to Whole Foods. Well, since I seem to have all this money now, I might as well buy what I want at Whole Foods. It's nice to have Sawyer with me while I do some shopping as he is helping with my groceries into the car. After spending almost two hundred dollars on groceries, I ask Sawyer to bring me to my apartment.

After he helps me bring the groceries up, I start to put them away. "Sawyer, you don't have to stay. I don't plan to leave the apartment again today, so there is no reason for you stay. I'll be ok".

"But Miss Steele, I have orders to protect you".

I give him a smile that doesn't reach my eyes. "I understand, but I'm not going anywhere and I think I'm safe here. I will let Mr. Grey know that I'm here. You can leave now". I really don't want him here as I would like some alone time. At least at Escala, the security team has their own space. Here, he would just sit where? My kitchen? The living room? "Please go, Sawyer. I will be ok".

He scowls at me. "Ok, Miss Steele. But if you do leave, please call me first and I will come here and escort where ever you need to go. Here is my number", and he pulls out a card with his number.

"Thank you Sawyer for helping me today". I am thankful for him driving me around and with the groceries.

"Anytime Miss Steele".

"Please, call me Ana". I always feel uncomfortable with Miss Steele, but I know that is what Christian prefers. With that, Sawyer leaves my apartment.

I plug-in my iPod and put away the groceries. I bought all the ingredients to make my famous lasagna, so I start cooking up the pasta and sauce. After an hour, I have the lasagna put together and is in the oven baking. I can finally relax with a glass of wine when I hear the buzzer.

"Who is it?", I ask through the intercom.

"Miss Steele, it's Sawyer".

Sawyer? What is he doing back? I buzz him up and open the door.

"Sawyer, what are you doing back? Is something wrong?"

"No, um Ana", he hesitates when he says my name. "Taylor and Mr Grey advised that I come back and stay while you were here".

Good grief, Christian. He really is going overboard with security protection. I'm in my home! What could possibly happen?

"Fine, make yourself at home. Can I get you anything?" I might as well be courteous while he protects me, in my home.

"No thank you Ana".

About an hour later, there is a knock at the door and Sawyer gets to the door before I do. When he opens it, Taylor and Christian are both at the door.

"Anastasia, why aren't you at Escala?", Christian asks and comes right in.

"Because I live here. What are you doing here?" I ask him and put my hands on my hips.

"I came to get you. Why did you tell Sawyer to leave today? He is to stay with you when Taylor or myself are not around", and he scowling at me.

"Came to get me? But I'm staying here tonight. Do you want some lasagna?" I pulled out the lasagna from the oven a few minutes before Christian showed up so it could cool. "And since Taylor and Sawyer are here, it might as well be a dinner party".

"You and your smart mouth". He turns to Taylor, "You and Sawyer can leave. I'll call you Taylor if I need you tonight". Christian takes off his jacket and tie and unbuttons the first two buttons of his shirt.

"Yes sir", Taylor replies back and both he and Sawyer leave the apartment.

"The lasagna smells delicious, baby", Christian mutters in my ear as he wraps his arms my waist.

"Well, I hope you're hungry. I've made plenty" and I turn around in his arms and give him kiss. It starts off soft and sensual, but he then deepens the kiss with his tongue.

"Hmm baby, I've missed you today", he moans into my mouth.

"I missed you too", I say against his lips.

He pulls away and spots the wine bottle. "Where do you keep your glasses?" I point to one of the upper cabinets, "Up there". He pulls one out and pours himself a glass of wine.

After I dish out two plates of the lasagna, we sit at breakfast bar to eat. He takes a large forkful and closes his eyes. "Hmm, this is really good, Ana. You'll have to make this for me again".

"Well, I'm glad you really like it. I'm kinda famous for it". It's the one dish Kate and Jose requested at least once a week when we lived in Vancouver.

"So, what did you today baby, besides make your famous lasagna?" Well, I'm going to tell him and then he can explain himself.

"Well, I sent out some resumes, then went to the bank and found out that someone from GEH deposited fifty thousand dollars into my account today. Care to explain Mr. Grey?"

He puts down his fork and gives me smirk. "Yes, I can. I put in your account".

What? "Why, Christian? Why so much money?"

"Because baby, I don't like that you barely have any money in your account, and since you don't have a paycheck coming in right now, I don't want you to go without money. I have it, let me give it to you and fifty grand isn't a lot of money to me". I really do appreciate the thought and he is right, I don't know when I'll get a paycheck.

I grab his hand, "Christian, I appreciate that you are looking out for me, but that was too much money. I don't need that much. I'll find a job soon".

"Anastasia, I want to take care of you. You mean so much to me and I just want to give you the world. Please, it's just money, which you will have to get use to as I will be making monthly deposits into your account. So, what else did you do today?" And that means the discussion about the money is over.

"Just grocery shopping. With Ethan coming back tomorrow, I figured I should have some food here. Plus, I can try out some new recipes with the food app on my new iPad since I got some time on my hands".

He smiles, "Well, I hope I get to try out some of your new recipes. So, is Ethan going to stay here?" Oh boy, is he going to give me a hard time about that now?

"For a little while. I'm not sure what his plans are for staying in Seattle. I mean, we have the extra room here, so I don't see why he wouldn't stay here". I really hope that Fifty doesn't have a problem with Ethan staying here.

"I think you should stay at Escala with me while he is here". It seems that he is going to have a problem with it. I should have known.

"Christian, why? This is where I live. I don't know why you have a problem with him staying here."

"It would give me piece of mind that you staying with me. Besides, it will give him some room and time to get settled in without us being in the way". With us being in the way? Does he plan to stay here with me.

"Are you staying tonight?" I might as well ask and see if he means what he says.

"If you want me to. I just want to be with you, Ana". Of course I want him here with me.

"Of course I want you here with me", and he gives me his shy smile.