Favo Novel
Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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“You’re excited about that?”
“Very. And they’ll be cheap to produce and distribute in developing countries.”
“Careful, your philanthropy is showing,” she teases, but her expression is warm. “So is it just in New York and
Aspen that you have property?”
“Yes.”
“Where in New York?”
“TriBeCa.”
“Tell me about it.”
“It’s an apartment. I rarely use it. In fact, my family uses it more than I do. I’ll take you, whenever you want to go.”
Ana stands and collects my plate and puts it in the sink. I think she’s about to wash up. “Leave that. Gail will do it.”
She looks happier than when she got into the car.
“Well, now that you are more docile, Miss Steele, shall we talk about today?”
“I think you’re the one who’s more docile. I think I’m doing a good job in taming you.”
“Taming me?” I snort, amused that she thinks I need taming.
She nods. She’s serious.
Taming me.
Well, I’m certainly more docile since our assignation in the elevator. And she was more than happy to contribute to
that encounter. Is that what she means?
“Yes. Maybe you are, Anastasia.”
“You were right about Jack,” she says, and leans across the kitchen counter, regarding me seriously.
My blood runs cold. “Has he tried anything?”
She shakes her head. “No, and he won’t, Christian. I told him today that I’m your girlfriend, and he backed right
off.”
“You’re sure? I could fire the fucker.”
He’s history. I want him out.
Ana sighs. “You really have to let me fight my own battles. You can’t constantly second-guess me and try to
protect me. It’s stifling, Christian. I’ll never flourish with your incessant interference. I need some freedom. I
wouldn’t dream of meddling in your affairs.”
“I only want you safe, Anastasia. If anything happened to you, I—”
“I know,” she says, “and I understand why you feel so driven to protect me. And part of me loves it. I know that if I
need you, you’ll be there, as I am for you. But if we are to have any hope of a future together, you have to trust me
and trust my judgment. Yes, I’ll get it wrong sometimes—I’ll make mistakes, but I have to learn.” It’s a passionate
plea, and I know she’s right.
It’s just…it’s just…
Flynn’s words come to mind. You will drive her away if you continue on this path.
She comes toward me with quiet determination and, taking my hands, places them around her waist. Gently, she
puts her hands on my arms. “You can’t interfere in my job. It’s wrong. I don’t need you charging in like a white
knight to save the day. I know you want to control everything, and I understand why, but you can’t. It’s an
impossible goal. You have to learn to let go.” She strokes my face. “And if you can do that—give me that—I’ll
move in with you.”
“You’d do that?”
“Yes,” she says.
“But you don’t know me,” I blurt, suddenly panicked. I have to tell her.
“I know you well enough, Christian. Nothing you tell me about yourself will frighten me away.”
I doubt that. She doesn’t know why I do what I do.
She doesn’t know the monster.
She touches my cheek again, trying to reassure me. “But if you could just ease up on me.”
“I’m trying, Anastasia. I couldn’t just stand by and let you go to New York with that sleazeball. He has an alarming
reputation. None of his assistants have lasted more than three months, and they’re never retained by the
company. I don’t want that for you, baby. I don’t want anything to happen to you. You being hurt, the thought fills
me with dread. I can’t promise not to interfere, not if I think you’ll come to harm.” I take a deep breath. “I love you,
Anastasia. I will do everything in my power to protect you. I cannot imagine my life without you.”
Quite the speech, Grey.
“I love you, too, Christian.” She folds her arms around my neck and kisses me, her tongue teasing my lips.
Taylor coughs in the background, and I stand with Ana by my side.
“Yes?” I ask Taylor, a little more sharply than intended.
“Mrs. Lincoln is on her way up, sir.”
“What?”
Taylor gives me an apologetic shrug.
I shake my head.
“Well, this should be interesting,” I mutter, and give Ana a contrite smile. Ana looks from me to Taylor and I don’t
think she quite believes him. He gives her a nod and leaves.
“Did you talk to her today?” she asks me.
“Yes.”
“What did you say?”
“I said that you didn’t want to see her, and that I understood your reasons why. I also told her that I didn’t
appreciate her going behind my back.”
“What did she say?”
“She brushed it off in a way that only Elena can.”
“Why do you think she’s here?”
“I have no idea.”
Taylor returns to the living room. “Mrs. Lincoln,” he says, and Elena stands staring at the two of us. I pull Ana
closer to my side.
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