“What is it with all the immaculate blondes? It's like Stepford here.”

“Perhaps Mr. Grey insists on all his employees being blonde. I’m wondering idly if that’s legal.”

“You brought me here to admire the view?" I whisper. He nods, his expression serious."It's staggering, Christian. Thank you," I murmur, letting my eyes feast on it once more. He releases my hand."How would you like to look at it for the rest of your life?" he breathes.”

“I'm anything but fine. I feel like the sun has set and not risen for five days, Ana. I'm in perpetual night here".”

“Crusty and Cross here,' he says and I grin. He’s still playful Fifty. My inner goddess is clapping her hands with glee like a small child.”

“Part of my role is to look after your needs. You said you wanted me to stay, so here I am. And yet I find you like this.”

“I shrug, trapped. I don’t want to lose him. In spite of all his demands, his need to control, his scary vices. I have never felt as alive as I do now. It’s a thrill to be sitting here beside him. He’s so unpredictable, sexy, smart, and funny. But hismoods… oh – and he wants to hurt me. He says he’ll think about my reservations, but it still scares me. I close my eyes. What can I say? Deep down I would just like more, more affection, more playful Christian, more… love.”