Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 112

That piece of shit is dead if I ever get ahold of him.

I run my hand down Ana’s back, my fingers stroking her skin. Grounding me. Calming me. “If anything happened to you.” The thought is unbearable.

“I know. I feel the same about you.” She shivers.

“Come. You’re getting cold.” I sit up, taking her with me. “Let’s go to bed. We can cover third base there.”

Monday, August 22, 2011

To our relief, there are no photographers outside SIP when we pull up in the Q7. I’m hoping that the intense press scrutiny and intrusion into our lives will now ease off. Ana gathers up her briefcase when Ryan stops the car, and I can’t resist one more try. “You know you don’t have to do this.”

“I know,” she answers quietly, so Ryan and Sawyer can’t hear. “But I want to. You know this.” Her sweet kiss does little to mollify me. We both have to go back to reality. Don’t we?

“What’s wrong?” she asks, and I realize I’m frowning.

I’m not going to see her until this evening. We’ve spent the last three weeks or so in each other’s company, and it’s been the best time of my life. Sawyer climbs out of the car to open her door, and I seize my opportunity. “I’ll miss having you to myself.”

She places her palm on my cheek. “Me, too.” Her lips brush mine. “It was a wonderful honeymoon. Thank you.”

It was for me as well, Ana.

“Go to work, Mrs. Grey.”

“You, too, Mr. Grey.”

Sawyer opens her door, she squeezes my hand, and I watch both of them head into the building.

“Take me to Grey House,” I instruct Ryan, and stare out of the window. It’s a cooler, cloudy day—a precise match for my mood. I’m strangely out of sorts. Perhaps this is what Ana was feeling yesterday, though she never managed to articulate it to me.

If this was what you were experiencing, Ana,

up to the entrance at Grey House I notice Barry and an additional security guard who I don’t recognize on the other

“Good morning, Mr. Grey. Welcome back,” he says as he holds open the door.

“Thank you, Barry. Good morning.”

They are checking that all GEH staff are wearing their passes. I’m not wearing mine, but then I’m the exception to the rule. Welch was

head to the elevators. They both wave back,

Andrea and Sarah look up as the elevator doors open; each have ID lanyards. “Welcome back, Mr. Grey,” Andrea says.

“Good morning. How are you? Oh, these are for you and Sarah.” I place a bag that contains a large

Yes. I don’t blame her. Apart from her wedding present, this is a first.

“Thank you,” Sarah blurts, eyeing the bag with keen interest.

“You’re welcome. I would have bought some of their world-famous macarons, too, but was advised that the chocolates have a

“Thank you, Mr. Grey,” Andrea says, recovering her composure. “Coffee?”

“Please. Black.”

I head into my office, leaving Sarah’s giggles and Andrea’s quiet hushing behind me. Rolling my eyes, I shut the door and cut off their chatter.

I call Welch for an update

call is over, I e-mail Ana, wondering how

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Bubble

Date: August 22 2011 09:32

To: Anastasia Grey

Mrs. Grey

Love covering all the bases with you.

Have a great first day back.

Miss

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