Fifty Shades Of Grey: My Years With Elena #Explicit [Fifty Shades] #fanfic

CHAPTER THIRTY

March 2004

Elena flicks the switch and the faux silver chandelier lights come on, catching the white walls, chrome fixtures and white leather seating, and bathing everything in a bright, clear light. I look around and beam.
"Wow, Elena, this is fantastic! It looks much better than I anticipated."
Elena beams back, her eyes shining happily. "It's gorgeous isn't it? Elliot and Gia did a great job."
"Yeah, they make a good team when they're not bickering or banging the crap out of each other."
Which is most of the time...
Elena smirks. "Young love, hey?"
I shudder.
Thank fuck I've avoided all that crap.
"So, you and Valena are happy with it?"
Elena rounds on me. "Happy? Darling, we're elated! We can't thank you enough."
I shrug. "I only paid you back your investment."
Elena grabs the lapels of my jacket. "Christian, you paid me three times what my original investment was!"
"I told you at the time I would pay you back with interest and besides, I didn't want you setting up in some back-alley. The location of this place was ideal. I think you'll do good business here."
Elena smiles fondly at me. "Giving you that money was truly the best thing I have ever done. I knew you would be a great success. Grey Enterprise Holdings goes from strength to strength, you've just won Seattle's Young Businessman Of The Year and now you're even setting up your own charitable foundation. I'm so proud of you darling, and I'm sure your family are too."
I nod embarrassed. "Thanks, Elena. I owe you so much. I'd have never come this far without your help and support."
"Oh you would have still made it darling, even without my help. Never doubt how talented you truly are. I just helped to give you a kick-start."
"And Linc's none the wiser?"
Elena shakes her head. "As far as he's concerned we bought it with the money he invested and Scarlett's divorce settlement. And he thinks Elliot and Gia only took the bare minimum due to my connection with Grace. He has no idea he doesn't own a share in the business."
"So...if I give you a hundred and twenty grand in a few months - which you can tell him is from the business turnover plus interest - give him his money back and then leave the fucker. I can afford to look after you now, plus you'll have a share of whatever the salon makes as a wage. I could even set you up somewhere with 24 hour security if necessary."
She reaches up and lovingly strokes my cheek. "My sweet, darling boy. It's a lovely thought and I know you would do that for me. Once the salon makes enough money to recoup his investment..."
"But that could take ages! I'll give you the money, then you could leave sooner and..."
Elena pulls my head down and kisses me softly on the lips. "I know you would. But darling, I've been a kept woman all my life. I need to do this my way. It's time I stood on my own two feet and asserted some independence. When I leave him I want to have achieved it via my own hard work. You can understand that can't you?"
I nod unhappily, totally torn. I'd move her into an apartment at the Escala if she'd let me, but she's right. She has to do this for herself, if she wants to truly be free and flourish. "Yes." I sigh resignedly. "When does Val get back?"
"Next Tuesday. Hopefully by then she'll have wrapped up the supplies and the suppliers and we can plough ahead with the grand opening. Linc's back tomorrow, so he's coming to see it and..." She stops mid-sentence.
I feel the automatic bristle that runs through me whenever goddamn Linc is back in town - knowing Elena will have to spend time away from me whilst she plays the dutiful hostess.
I nod. "Its okay, Elena."
It's fucking not! Never has been, never will be.
She brushes her thumb over my lips. "Seeing as I'm going to be busy with Linc over the next few days, Do you think there's a way we can spend the next few hours a bit more...creatively..?" She says huskily and my cock automatically twitches.
I grin down at her. "Oh...I'm sure I can think of something..."

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"AAAH!"
"Hush." I hiss. "I'm not going to see you for a fucking week, so I need you to remember what you're missing."
"Yes...Sir..." She moans.
I thrust deeper. "Do you want to come, Elena?"
"Please..."
Smirking I whack the crop hard against her fine ass, causing another gorgeous pink welt.
"Sir! Please let me come, Sir!"
"Well, seeing as you asked so nicely..."
I place one hand over her handcuffed wrists, my fingers also grasping the metal headboard and my other hand drops the riding crop. I snake my fingers round her front, finding her throbbing hub and I begin to rub quickly as I start to pound hard into her from behind - our glistening thighs slapping together as the headboard knocks against my bedroom wall.
"YES!" She shrieks as she climaxes and pulsates strongly around my cock.
A couple more sharp thrusts and I'm right there with her, falling over the precipice as I gloriously and loudly explode inside her.
Fuck You, Roger Lincoln...