Chapter 2

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we made it to ESLAVA we get out of the car & David lift me up i laugh

Phoebe: what are you doing?

i ask

David: carring you the threshold

he said i smiled & he carring me inside. when we get inside of the apartment he still carring me then he take me to the bedroom & he help me put on my PJ on when i got them on he put me in to bed and he kiss my head

David: sleep babe

he said and i drift off to sleep.

the next day i go to work i work at my mom work 'Grey Publishing' my mom's assistant Hannah she reedited & mom told me that i can take her spot when i got to my deck i get text from dad   

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From: Christian Grey

Subject: Welcome Home

To: Phoebe Grey/White

Phoebe

i just want to say welcome home & how was your honeymoon?

Christian Grey

CEO, Grey Enterprises Holding Inc.

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From: Phoebe Grey/White

Subject: Welcome Home

To: Christian Grey

Dear Daddy

the honeymoon was amazing & thank you it's good to be home

Anastasia Grey 

Grey Publishing GP

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i send it & i start working.

after i finish working David comes picking me up & now we are back at ESLAVA & i look at David he so needs a hair cut

Phoebe: you need a hair cut

i said he smirks

David: can you do it?

he ask i shake my head

Phoebe: no

i said i mean it won't be so hand if i cut his hair i cut Teddy hair once he never complains of me doing his hair 

David: ok ill call the beauty Salon  

he said Oh Hell To The No

Phoebe: come on

i said take his hand & we walk to our bathroom

IF YOU ARE UNDER AGES OR YOU WANT TO READ THE SEX SCENE THEN DON'T READ IT THIS IS A WARING

where I release him and grab the white wooden chair that stands in the corner. I place it in front of the sink. When I look at David, he's gazing at me with ill-disguised amusement, thumbs tucked in the front belt loops of his pants but his eyes are smoking hot.

Phoebe: sit

I gesture to the empty chair, trying to maintain the upper hand.

David: Are you going to wash my hair?

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