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Okay. That’s settled. To SIP’s new fiction editor. Acting fiction editor. Till they find out how good you are. Christian, did you have something to do with this? No. Hey, it was all you. What? You don’t believe me? I don’t believe it myself. I asked you a question last night. About moving in with you? Mmm-hmm. I just think that I’m probably… I need to get some things from my apartment. That can be arranged. Good. Now, maybe we could take this celebration home. The check, please. Take off your panties. Do it now. Right in here? Yeah, right here. Now. Go on. Hmm. Excuse me. Don’t come. Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm. No. Two minutes. Are you kidding? In the bedroom. Are you joking? Two minutes. What are you doing in here? You made me wait, so now it’s your turn. Are you any good? Hmm. We’ll see. Maybe we should make a bet. If I win, you take me to the red room. And if I win? Your choice. Break. Okay. Mmm. Solids. Oh, dear. Side pocket. Red room, here we come. Oof. Shit. I hope you’re not a sore loser. That depends on how hard you spank me. I want to be very rough with you. So be rough with me. And Jada needs someone to sign off on the new Carusi. I kept asking Jack to do that. Yeah, well, Jack was kind of lazy. Didn’t you notice? Yeah. I believe he called it “artistic temperament.” Thank you, Hannah. Yep. Hey, it’s great that you’re doing this, but… It’s totally weird, I know. I know. I mean, am I expected to call you Miss Steele? I expect you to call me Ana. And I don’t expect you to fetch me coffee unless you’re getting some for yourself. And the rest of it, we’ll just make up as we go, okay? Okay. Miss Steele. Damn it. Take it. I’m just gonna grab some stuff and check the mail. I should go up with you. No, it’s okay. I’ll be two seconds. Take it. Hey, Ros. Leila. Christian is downstairs. Do you wanna see him? I came to see you. Okay. He told me what happened. I know you’re in a lot of pain. I’m so sorry. He lets you call him by his name. He talks about you all the time. He cares about you. Don’t lie. Tell me what you have that I don’t. Nothing. I’m nothing. He’ll get tired of me. Master sleeps in your bed. How do you know that? I saw you. I watched you. I know you love him. I do, too. We all do. Why don’t you put the gun down? You don’t know him or what he likes. You don’t give him what he wants. He’s pretending with you. No, Christian. Kneel. Ana… Go to Escala. Wait for me there. For once, just do as you’re told. Taylor, get her out of here. Miss Steele. Miss Steele. Ana! Stop it, Taylor. I don’t care. She’s been gone for three hours, and she doesn’t have her cell or her purse. Forget it. She’s here. Where the have you been? I told you to come straight here. I’ve had people out combing the streets, looking for you. I’m sorry I don’t always do as I’m told. Maybe you just really need someone who obeys every command. Don’t be ridiculous. I saw you, Christian. I saw the way you were with Leila. She had a gun, Ana. I would have done anything to subdue her. Where is she now? Is she here? What? No, of course not. She’s in the psych ward getting the help that she needs. Look, I know she scared you… Yeah. She scared me. But you scared me more. Seeing you like that with her. I’ll never be able to give you that kind of submission and obedience. Ana. Don’t crowd me. I need space. No, please don’t do this. Christian. Don’t give up on me. I just need to think a little bit. Don’t leave me. What are you doing? Get up. What are you doing? Look at me. Look at me. I’m scared. I know you say that I’m enough. But there are certain things that you are used to getting that I will never, ever, ever be able to give you. And it might be fine for right now, but what’s gonna happen when you start needing them again? I won’t. How do you know that? How can I believe you? I don’t even understand your need to dominate. I’m not a Dominant. I’m not. The right term is a sadist. I get off on punishing women. Women who look like you… Like your mother. Yes. And I know how ed up that is. When you left, I swore that I would stop it if that’s what it took to get you back. But I’m done with it. You mean more to me than anything else. I wanna believe you. I do. But I can’t. Ana, give me your hand. This is me. All of me. Christian. And I’m all yours. No. No! Hey. Hey, hey. No. It’s okay. I’m right here. I’m right here. Marry me. What? I want you to marry me. Christian, I think you’re dreaming. Good morning. Morning. Sleep okay? I did. You? Like a log. Out all night. Hmm. You didn’t have any weird dreams or anything? Or, like, wake up at all? No. I mean, none that I can think of. Hmm. I mean, there was a little thing of asking you to marry me, but aside from that, no. Nothing. Don’t mess with me like that. No? How should I mess with you? Like this? Huh? Is that better? I meant it. I wanna marry you. Why? Because I wanna spend every second of the rest of my life with you. I don’t expect you to say yes right away. I know I’m complicated. Just a little bit. You have an assistant? I thought you were an assistant. It’s a long story. What’s going on? What do I get Christian for his birthday? The boy already has everything except a sense of humor. Uh… His birthday? When is his birthday? Sunday. He didn’t tell you? He is so weird. Mom and Dad are throwing him a party. Didn’t they just have a party? Jeez, you’re as bad as he is. That was a ball. This is just family, friends, music, fireworks. No biggie. Hey, what about a tie? Uh, uh… Christian has a lot of ties. Socks, suspenders? Throw me a bone here? Um, oh… God, Mia, I gotta go. Okay, okay. But Sunday, or I’ll hunt you down myself. Bye. Ooh, perfect. Do you have a gift box? One second. Hey. Miss Steele. Hmm. How was your day? Looking up, Mr. Grey. Where’s Taylor? He went to get my bag. Your bag? Where are you going? Ros and I have to go to Portland for some meetings. I’ll be back tomorrow night. Come on. When were you going to tell me about your birthday? Your parents are throwing you a party. Were we just gonna stay home? They do this every year. Um, yeah. Birthday. My, uh, arrival in the world isn’t something I feel like celebrating.