Anna was in a good mood for no apparent reason, but Anthony abruptly left. As a result, there will be no additional meetings, presentations, or late-night work.

Outside, it was still dark. She was always late, but this was the first time she was on time. She didn't go to her apartment instead she came to her father's house.

From the study room, a voice called out, "Anna?"

"How are you doing, dad?" she asked, kissing William on the cheeks. To the moon and back, William Clive adored his daughter.

"After such a long time, you are finally Home. Are you content?" Something involving good occurred. She was little weird than her usual self.

William was taken aback by this. Anna was behaving strangely. Was she putting on a girly act? She was tomboy.

"Let me call a doctor," he said as he reached for his phone.

"Relax, Daddy! Everything is fine with me. Jeez!!" With a shake of her head, she placed the orange juice on the table.

"How was mom, Dad?" Anna was always enthralled by the story of how her father met her mother.

"Back in those days, when Mr. King was chasing Mrs. King, my love was little fate which happened in between."

"I recall Aunt Lily taking a full five years before saying yes." Anna smiled as she remembered Anthony's mother and saw a blurry image of her in her warm memories.

"And it was during that time that I met your mother, as I was driving Robert back and forth."

"What makes you suddenly interested in my personal life?"

"I met the man of my dreams." When she remembered how he was red flushed with embarrassment and all shy, she smiled a little.

"Oi!! What's his name, by the way?" When William removed his glasses, he became suddenly serious. It was the first time Anna had witnessed him acting in this manner toward her.

Perhaps it was the legendary moment when he became enamoured with her and threatened any guy who comes near his daughter to shoot him.

"I don't know his name yet," she laughed as she looked at him. She's not telling him he's "Silas."

"I need put some sense in that boy before you make him your slave."

"Jeez!! Dad," Anna grumbled, then rose to her feet, her phone suddenly ringing at 2 a.m. This late night, who was it that was calling?

Anthony was flashing on her phone screen.

"Sorry dad duty calls."

"Hola boss?" she was suddenly shocked when she heard a scream and tierd voice of Anthony.

"Who is Christian Grey and why Bella saying I've some girl name Anastasia?"

"Now say love me like you do.. Bake me a cake.. Bake me vanila chocolate chips cake.. Hurry."

"Ahhm!! It's fifty shades of grey." she was about to ask what was going on suddenly the call was dismissed form the other side. Typical Anthony.

But drunk Bella and fifty shades of grey.

She grinned like lunatic and turns to her father.

"Dad you prefer mini Anthony or mini Bella?"

"A what?"

"Nothing."Anna checked the time it was around half past two. She would love to know how the two get into the drunken state.

So Anthony King really left 5 million worth deal in Copenhagen just for Bella. He was supposed to fly there tonight.

A true Queen who can only tame Anthony King's heart..

X-X
(Around 10 pm near downtown area of city)

Anthony had a strong desire to rip him away. He snapped and snatched Bella up in his arms. His day had already been ruined.

"It was nothing, bro. I just did a little dance with her "Bruce attempted to justify himself. But if Bruce doesn't shut up, all Anthony can see is a complete bloodbath.

He was 20 seconds away from assassinating Bruce.

"Come on Bro, we're like brothers, and you know I'd never do anything," he admitted truthfully.

Anthony let out a sigh. Bruce would never do anything with his bold, wild wife, no matter how angry he was.

"Just stop," he said as he turned around with Bella in his arms. He slid open the door and sat her in the passenger seat.

He has dispatched their driver. As a result, one of them would have to drive the car. And there was no way he was allowing Bruce to be near her.

"You're free to go. I'll take her." Anthony smiled and nodded.

Bruce remained undecided. But just as he was about to leave, another issue arose.

Bella was staring at him as if he were an angel. He shifted uncomfortably.

Suddenly Anthony's expression was shifted and changed like traffic lights. He don't want to die tonight.

" Bye bro." he left without saying anything else.

X_X

She tortured him the entire way home with her childish acts and nonstop talking.

The city lights had her spellbound. He was well aware that while drunk Bella was entertaining, she was also a handful.

When they arrived at their Mansion, he gently assisted her out of the car. When he noticed tears in her eyes, he became concerned.

So, what's next?

"What happened now. To be honest, I didn't say anything to you "He gently patted her on the head.

"It's absolutely stunning. It's something I could watch all day "She admitted it.

" What are you talking about?"

His mind was too tired to comprehend her strange behaviour.

"The moonlight pelting down on this lovely mansion is quite magical. The Italian fountain is so touching, and the Victorian architecture is so beautiful. I'm moved by the fact that we live in this heavenly adobe "She motioned to their house.

She acted as if she was displaying a divine gift.

Anthony had worked so hard to get her back, even putting his reputation on the line to get her out of that cheap nightclub.
When he remembered" Branthony," he felt sick to his stomach.

But she hadn't expressed gratitude, and now she was moved by the beauty of their home?

It was completely insane.

"Please Bells," his said, his voice holding the secret existence of a hidden side he had never known about himself. She came to a halt and looked at him with innocent eyes.

She adorably blinked at him, "I'm hungry." He noticed Bella giving him a cute look.

"Don't say you want to eat a diabetics' feast. You eat nothing but sugary sweets throughout the day. Allow me to prepare some vegetables for you." He took her hand in his and looked around the kitchen before returning his gaze to Bella.

It was widely assumed that if she was left alone in living room she would set fire to the mansion. She was completely drunk. So taking her with him while he fixes her food and keeps an eye on her sounds like a good idea.

He pushed her up onto a high stool near the kitchen bar and said, "Sit here." He had a serious expression on his face.

He looked into the refrigerator to pick some fresh vegetables but he paused for second and changed his mind.

"I still owe you a cake. I should complete it right now. King's don't keep anything on them."he said. he took out the ingredients of her most favorite cake.

Dark vanilla hot lava chocolate chips cake.

He rolled his sleeves . And took the bowl and put the chocolate in it. He prepared the batter in a pan.

He pushed his hair back and a smidgen of chocolate syrup landed in his face.

He was completely unaware of it.

But certain someone was watching him with sparkling eyes. But suddenly they were full of something more intese. There was yearning and thirst in her eyes.

He felt his breath hitched. She was giving him that pleading look. People say drunk never lie. So that means she was secretly attracted to him.

He remained silent and looked down at the batter, where he noticed that the amount of chocolate was a little excessive. He was completely absorbed in her. He decides to put the sweetness to the test. He tasted the chocolate batter by putting it on his finger.

It's not bad.

"Anthony," she said before realising she was already close to his back. They were both breathing the same air. He whirled her around.

"What?" he asked, his gaze falling on her. A raged storm formed in his frozen cold heart as he breathed slowly.

Anthony finally focused his gaze on her thirsty expression as a result of her burning gaze. Getting up close and personal with her.

In one hand, he was grabbing chocolate batter, and in the other, he was holding Bella. He slammed his batter against the counter and smoothly wrapped both of his muscular arms around her waist.

Bella wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek on the spur of the moment. He felt something wet on his cheek as she kissed him, and she suddenly licked his cheek in a seductive manner.

She is going to be the end of me.

His breath raged and struggled to keep his thoughts together.

"Bella! This isn't right at all. You're drunk. Before we do anything, we should probably talk "He began to back away from her.

"No!! I'd like to see more of it." She looked at him with a pout and a frown.

His heart flutter but something was wrong. He followed her gaze directly. Damn he had almost misunderstood her gaze, until he realised that her gaze was not focused on him at all.

What had made her ' lusty seductive' was not him, but the chocolate batter which was on his cheek and on the counter.

Anthony was embarrassed of his existence for the first time.

Now he finally understood why she was looking at him like lost puppy.

It was fine that he isn't enough for her. She had her own man. It was also fine that he wasn't enough to fight against his own damn house.

However, now he wasn't even on the same level as a damn cake. What was his worth in her eyes exactly?

Anthony King was well aware of his reputation amongst people, business associates, and females. He was the real deal.

He was on the verge of becoming the world's ruler. He was the business world's king.

But he is nothing in front of this girl. He'd never felt so defeated in his life, and he'd never had so much self-doubt.

He had hoped to spend his life with her in a decent manner. Even though this marriage was only a business concept for them, they can still try. He had never expected her to fall in love, and he thought it was a strange concept.

She, on the other hand, had never considered him as a potential partner and had always drawn a clear line between them.

She'd rather find someone else to be her sugar daddy than marry him.

People used to believe that if someone couldn't forget about an old flame, it was because their new partner wasn't good enough. He never spoke to her, but she should be cautious about the name she possessed.

His surname is wildly known in worldwide. They don't have a choice, she should understand. She did, however, state that they are free to have a relationship. She won't mind if he gets himself a girlfriend.

He recalls his father informing him of the upcoming business wedding for the benefit of both families. Like a good son, he had obeyed all of his father's commands. He had morals and values in his life.

As a result, he had always suppressed his desires and adhered to this principle. He hadn't realised, however, that his rationality was so frail that it would be thrown out the window the moment a tiny spark appeared.

Bella was attempting to get the raw material for cake batter, and Anthony sighed.

He inquired, "Do you want this uncooked?"

"Chocolate." Bella nodded without hesitation; she couldn't tell if the chocolate or the man in front of her was attracting her. She licked the chocolate from his sweet cheek and tasted him.

Rather than chocolate cake, she prefers him with chocolate.

(a/n: I'd like to keep it clean, so don't think of anything crazy.) It's not my pure mind, it's you. Now off to the story my cupcakes.)

Inside Anthony's mind, there were storms brewing. He was a little irritated with himself because of his misunderstandings.

Chocolate is her favourite. He doesn't care about the chocolate. But tonight he really hated the sight of chocolate and her adorably yearning for it. He returned his gaze and hurriedly placed the batter in the oven.

Bella scanned the area and noticed the chocolate bar on the counter. But Anthony grabbed it and shoved the entire chocolate into his mouth before she could get it.

The amount of sugar he had just consumed disgusted him. Bella became perplexed when she noticed that her chocolate had vanished while she was drunk.

Bella's gaze was drawn to him as he attempted to finish the chocolate in a sloppy manner. Chocolate was all over him.

He was pushed against the refrigerator the next second, and she put her lips over his. He was taken aback by her strength. He gasped as she bit into his lower lip, and sparks flew back and forth.

His arms were automatically wrapped around her. He didn't like it when she kissed him in order to get the chocolate.

If she was in same situation but with someone different? What if it turned out to be someone else?

Her ex-boyfriend?

His heart was paved with jealousy. He flipped her over, trapping her between the refrigerator and himself. He was now the alpha, and he was in charge of the kiss. Bella melted in his arms as he pressed his tongue against her.

Her fingers ran through his chest and fisted on his hair as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder.

They were locked in a passionate hot kiss full of chocolate sweetness.

Anthony was well aware that he was breaking his own rules by kissing a drunk girl. He seemed to be taking advantage of her, but she deserved it after all the nonsense she had done. Finally, after a few attempts they pulled apart.

His expression remains unchanged, as if nothing has happened. She was, however, gasping for air. I'm not sure if her face was red from kissing or blushing. This made her even more attractive, tempting him to bully her even more. "Do you want more?" he inquired casually, as if discussing football.

"You are Christian Grey. You have Anastasia girl. Go to her.." she threatened him. She don't know but her heart was telling her not to mess with this guy.

"Who?"

Anthony was confused with Christian Grey once more. How she came to know him. Was she accusing him of having an affair with an office girl named Anastasia? Anna was all he knew.

"Who are these people?" he enquired, his brow furrowed. His shirt was completely untucked. His hair had become tangled. He had a completely different appearance and struck. Bella noticed that the kitchen had become extremely hot, and she was having difficulty breathing.

He reminded me of Christian Grey. He enjoyed having his way with her. Dark cold sadistic devil pushing and loving. She suddenly remembered that blond who was clinging to him, who looks like Anastasia.

Anthony checked his wristwatch and saw that it was already two o'clock late night.

But first and foremost, he needed to clear the air about these people. He never had an affair with a woman from the office.

He dialled Anna's telephone number.

What's up, boss? "she said in a hushed tone. He was relieved that someone else was happy while he was trapped in his own hell.

" Who is Christian Grey and why Bella saying I've some girl name Anastasia?"

Bella suddenly cleared her thorat and said loudly before he could say or hear anything.

"Now say love me like you do.. Love me like you do. Make a cake for me. Bake a cake with vanilla and chocolate chips for me. Hurry."

"Ahhm!! It's a fifty-shades-of-grey situation." Anthony had no choice but to end the call. He recalls Bruce's scandalous film trilogy, but he never saw it. Bruce only showed him racy and colourful scenes.

How did his pure innocent Bella figure it out?

He was concerned that she would mistake him for someone in a relationship. When the beep clics were heard indicated his cake was already done in oven, he was deep in thought.

When the cake was done, he removed it from the oven, placed it in a tray, and placed it in the refrigerator.

He returned her stare. She suddenly snuggled into his chest while looking at him with a cute adorable smile.

"Thank you," she said softly when she saw he really baked her cake.

Anthony's heart seemed to skip a beat. He hesitated for a few seconds before hugging her to his chest and adjusting her in a comfortable position.

He sat in his lap with her, listening to her tell him stories about her childhood and how she used to run away when the devil wasn't around.

When he found out she called him devil, iceberg, and glacier, he was furious.
He took the cake out of the oven and placed it on the platter, then fed her with the pudding spoon.

While he was feeding her, Bella's hand traced the outline of his face as she placed the small piece of cake on his cheek. He had battered the same spot before, and she kissed it clean.

"I'm certain now." She bit his cheek and looked at the melted chocolate icing on his neck before he realised it. She sucked it in a seductive, romantic manner.

She was now certain that she liked her sweet with a dash of this handsome guy over here. It was more intoxicating than any other drug on the planet. Chocolate was much more tasty when he was involved.

Anthony took her by the waist and kissed her earlobe. His low breath sparked in her body as it hit her neck.

"Please don't harm me." His roughness had caught her off guard all of a sudden.

"Believe me, Bells. You will not be sorry. This devil, I promise, will be gentle."

After saying that, her consciousness was engulfed by a soft, demanding pair of lips still covered in chocolate.

Bella was kissed until she couldn't tell if she was still alive or had died and gone to heaven.

The only thing that was clear to her was that this man, who was holding her with one arm, was more dangerous than anything else on the planet.

Anthony took her into his lap as he sat on the couch. The kiss was not broken. He continued to kiss her indiscriminately.

Bella felt her consciousness become fuzzier and fuzzier as her breath was slowly robbed from her, until she finally sunk into the depth. As she dozed off, she felt herself sinking into darkness.

Anthony raised his head slightly, sensing no reaction from below him, and noticed that a certain rebellious blonde was currently sleeping soundly, even snoring a little. He chuckled, knowing that any girl would kill for this moment, but she was dozing off. This is something that only she is capable of.

"You're the only one." He swept everything up and led her to her room. He was exhausted to the point of insanity.

He is aware that they are on opposite ends of the spectrum. However, he was unable to comprehend these feelings. Why is it that only this girl can drive him insane in a split second and then make him laugh in the next?

" Branthony," he exclaimed, disgusted.

She mumbled in her sleep, "Bella Anthony."

Suddenly, he was beaming like a warm sun over cold damp dark Antarctica.

He led her to her own private bedroom, where he was about to place her in bed. But she encircled him with her arms.

He noticed her tucked into his chest.

He was completely insane; what was he doing getting enraged at a drunk person...

It's been a few days since he returned. Since they've been living under the same roof for a few days, she's been running around a lot. Making him angry and concerned about her rash