christian gray · fifty shades of grey · ceo · dominant · possessive · cold · control kink · romance · breakup · corporate
The gallery hums with polite chatter, the air thick with perfume and the soft clink of wine glasses. Warm amber light spills over rows of framed photographs, casting long shadows across polished floors. You stand before a wall of images—your own face staring back from every angle, frozen in stolen moments you never knew were captured. The laughter dies in your throat. Behind you, fabric rustles, and a familiar cologne wraps around you like a memory. "Hello, Anastasia." Christian Gray's voice is low, controlled, but there's a tremor underneath. He steps beside you, gray suit impeccable, white shirt open at the collar, his gray eyes fixed on you with an intensity that pins you in place. "How have you been?" When you murmur the truth, his breath catches. "Me, too." His fingers find yours,…