Fifty Shades Of A Working Girl

Chapter 41

Ana Pov

A two months after the home invasion, we were still in the penthouse, but we were having contractors on site in Montesano with the baby. Christian was flying in commuting every other day when convenient. I was working remotely, taking care of the baby, and training Sawyer in the computer room. I had eight security guys monitoring the construction guys from Elliot's crew. I had to bypass some security measures from time to time so I could get the trucks in and out. We were building the undeveloped buildings into security quarters and Taylor and Gail's apartment.

It's all good and bad. Good, that we are getting this converted, built and hopefully soon to be done. Welch and Barney piddled their pants, when they finally came to see daddy's setup. Barney was fascinated with the system for everything tied into the security terminal. They literally had to pry him away and Welch had to drag him to the car. Barney said he wanted to live here with us and eat my weekend dinners because he heard I was the best cook ever. He said he would even wash the dishes. Barney begged Christian to adopt him. It was funny. The other good thing is it's familiar and it's home. I see daddy in everything.

Unfortunately, the bad part is I miss Christian. I'm working remotely and talking on the phone with him, but it is not the same as having his sweet loving presence around me everyday. I almost cried after going three to four days without him. He has really affected me since I have had him in my life. Another bad part is, Elliot's guys would catcall me every time I went outside. The day one of them severed a communication line between the building and the main link, I called up raising hell about it. I basically told Elliot that I loved him, but if he didn't get these dumbass guys under control, I would and that will not look pretty with that many hospitalizations. Elliot knew I was pissed and he replaced half the crew. The link pissed me off, because now I have to get a tech engineer in here to fix the damn thing. The less exposure of the technology to outside people the better. I want Barney here to monitor the guy, in case he tries putting in a backdoor in the system mainframe. If he does I'd kill the son of a bitch. I'm tired of being vulnerable to sneaky assholes.

Speaking of assholes, the Saudi Arabia "dipshit" prince got his ass handed to him by his uncle the King and his family. He is barred from the United States by our government and Saudi Arabia's. The family is forcing him to sell his businesses here, so he has no reason to ever think of trying to be on US soil. If he is on US soil, he will be deported disinherited. They said he has brought shame for pursuing the new wife of a respectable wealthy international businessman who has done nothing to him but told him no about matters concerning his wife.

Little does anyone know, my father knew the Saudi Arabia's King and Prime Minister, Abdullah bin Abdulaziz Al Saud. My father let me meet him when I was sixteen years old. The king was flattered by me and chuckled. I studied Arabic on the plane ride over, which was difficult, to get my greeting perfect just enough to say:

"tahiat lisahib alsumui almalakii wakhadim alharamayn alsharifayni. yuseiduni 'an 'altaqi bik , wa'atatalae 'iilaa alqudum mae waldi. latalama 'aradt muqabalat milik haqiqi. walidi yaetabiruk sdyqan wa'awadu 'an 'afeal dhalik aydan." (Greetings His Royal Highness and Custodian of the two Holy Mosques. I am pleased to meet you, and look forward to coming with my father. I have always wanted to meet a real king. My father considers you a friend and I would like to also.)

I never would have believed that the prince would have done something going this far or I would have done something sooner. I wrote an email, it lays in an encrypted file my father and I only have passwords for, of daddy's friends and contacts. The King was a kind man to me and treated my father and I with the utmost respect. I told the King and explained everything to him about the incident on our wedding vacation in the Monte Carlo, French Riviera and Athens, Greece. I told him of the company he was trying to devalue and contacted my husband, which was unusual, to buy it to infiltrate our company. I then told him of the seven men with guns in the home invasion in our penthouse in Seattle, Washington. I attached a video CCTV clip of the man's confession to me. I also told him that I had my newborn two week old daughter in the house when they were breaking in with guns to take me and try to find something to hurt my husband's business. I told him that I knew he was a kind and fair man that I respected. I wished him good health, happiness and prosperity.