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See the world of Fifty Shades of Grey anew through the eyes of Christian Grey--a fresh perspective on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers. They rekindle their searing sensual affair, and Anastasia learns more about the harrowing past of her damaged, driven, and demanding Fifty Shades. E L James revisits the world of Fifty Shades with a deeper and darker take on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers around the.
Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Christian Grey, Anastasia Steele has broken off their relationship to start a new career with a Seattle publishing house. But desire for Christian still dominates her every waking thought, and when he proposes a new arrangement, Anastasia cannot resist. They rekindle their searing sensual affair, and Anastasia learns more about the harrowing past of her damaged, driven and demanding Fifty Shades. While Christian wrestles with his inner demons, Anastasia must confront the anger and envy of the women who came before her, and make the most important decision of her life. This book is intended for mature audiences. E L James is an incurable romantic and a self-confessed fangirl. After twenty-five years of working in television, she decided to pursue a childhood dream and write stories that readers could take to their hearts.
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A decision she can only make on her own More Fiction. A Game of Thrones George R. He as opened himself up to be one of the most generous, loving, exotic person. Giving his full soul and being to Ana.
I recommend this book to anyone. Not only do you learn about wild things people do, but you learn how love can change for that certain person that is right for you. I hope that you can learn to love messed up Fifty, as I have.
Customer Reviews See All. Fifty Shades of Grey. Fifty Shades Freed. He shakes his head. I have eaten half the food on my plate.
I cannot eat any more. How can I negotiate this? Have I eaten enough for Sir? Taylor will collect us. Besides, this way I have you in the car all to myself for a few hours, at least. What can we do but talk? Christian summons the waiter to ask for the check, then picks up his Blackberry and makes a call. He gazes at me speculatively while the waiter swipes his card. He has a proposition? What now? A couple of scenarios run through my mind: kidnap, working for him.
No, nothing makes sense. Christian finishes paying. Outside the Audi is waiting.
Christian opens my door. Climbing in, I sink into the plush leather. What are they talking about? I allow myself a brief moment to examine his godlike profile: straight nose, sculptured full lips, hair falling deliciously over his forehead.
This divine man is surely not meant for me. Christian shifts to face me.
He calls again, still no response. Christian leans over and taps his shoulder. Holy shit. I listen attentively. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fuckery at all? I flush. My inner goddess is down on bended knee with her hands clasped in supplication begging me.
You enjoying my pain, the bite of the belt. I gaze at him puzzled.
Where is he going with this? I squirm uncomfortably. Especially with those silver balls. He smirks at me. My anxiety level has shot up several magnitudes on the Richter scale.
He strokes his chin, deep in thought. Do the vanilla thing and then maybe, once you trust me more and I trust you to be honest and to communicate with me, we could move on and do some of the things that I like to do.
It occurs to me, finally, this is it. He wants the light, but can I ask him to do this for me? Some dark, sometimes. Memories of the Thomas Tallis night drift invitingly through my mind. But you have needs. These last few days have been purgatory. I can see how he sees you.
I see your pain. You are exquisite, honest, warm, strong, witty, beguilingly innocent; the list is endless. I am in awe of you. I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul. My subconscious nods with satisfaction. And the words tumble out of me—a dam breached. I would never say that. I can see that. It was my wake-up call.
Then, after I left, it dawned on me that the physical pain you inflicted was not as bad as the pain of losing you. You intimidate me.
It swings from north to south and back again in a nanosecond. I unbuckle my seatbelt and scramble into his lap, taking him by surprise, and take his head in my hands.
Maybe with time. Where do I sign? We sit, our arms wrapped around each other, listening to the music—a soothing piano piece—mirroring the emotions in the car, the sweet tranquil calm after the storm. I snuggle into his arms, resting my head in the crook of his neck. He gently strokes my back. I wish I understood why. Abruptly, my heart constricts as I remember the burn scars marring his skin.