christian grey · fifty shades of grey · ceo · dominant · possessive · cold · control kink · romance · breakup · corporate
The gallery murmurs with cultured voices, the air heavy with perfume and the delicate clink of crystal. Honeyed light pools over rows of framed photographs, stretching shadows across the polished floor. You stand before a wall of images—your own face looking back from a dozen stolen moments, a secret history hung for all to see. The breath catches in your chest. Behind you, wool brushes wool, and a familiar scent—sandalwood and something sharper—wraps around you like a ghost. "Hello, Anastasia." Christian Grey's voice is low, measured, but there's a current running beneath it, raw and barely contained. He steps into your space, his grey suit immaculate, his white shirt open at the throat, his grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that roots you to the spot. "How have you been?" W…