Chapter 1: The Intruder

"So what time will The Intruder come today?" Ethan asks as he plops on my bed, the familiar masculine scent of his sweat hits immediately as we're spread out in my bed together, fighting the heat of the first days of summer.

"Hmm.. Dunno, maybe any second now. You should probably help me make the bed and move the rest of my stuff to the guest room, c'mon, get your ass up E," I say lightly as I get up, smacking my best friend's ass lightly as I start tucking the sheets of the bed.

Ethan unwillingly gets up and help me rearrange the pillows. "Yep. Still don't understand why a guest can't sleep in a guest room when it's specifically made for..well..guests, and we can keep throwing rocks at Kate's "fuckboy of the day" from up here," Ethan and I walk towards my large window and look outside. The wide open front yard garden with a big garden table.. the fruitful trees.. from up here we can watch our neighbours for hours spending their days: sunbathing, playing volleyball, reading books, here somewhere in Northern France where my family stay every summer.

"It's just two doors away E.. the spot might not be as good but we still got a window-"

"Oh there it is."

Ethan points at a car.

We both look at it as it slowly grows bigger and stops in front of my villa, trying to figure out whose inside that minty blue vehicle. Is it going to be a woman? A man? A funny girl with red hair? A skinny guy who plays guitar?

The car stops, and after what feels for me like an hour, a man gets out, a tall - very tall, man, with three buttons of his blue shirt undone, but still tucked neatly, as if he already can't stand the heat. He looks mature, but somehow I can tell he's not a proper adult yet. His face looks 23, tops, though something about him feels older, his demeanour looks so wise and calm.

"Christian!" My dad practically screams as he gives Christian a hug.

"Professor Steele, honoured to finally meet you."

"Come on in, come on in-" "Anastasia!"

I rushed down the stairs to meet our "Intruder of The Year". For a second I was nervous, maybe with a little hint of excitement until I brushed it off. This is just another of my dad's student for the summer who will be out of my life forever as soon as you could finally befriended him. Just like every year. Don't even bother trying.

"Anastasia! This is Christian"
"Hi" I say. My voice was really small it could might as well be a whisper.

"Hi, Anastasia"

"Anastasia, help Christian to your room will you, dear? I'm sure Christian is very tired."

"Sure, dad" I run upstairs as he follows me more slowly, looking around our villa attentively, as if intrigued with all my dad's collection of arts. I am suddenly very insecure about how my butt looks like in my denim shorts as he follows me.

"Hey, man." Ethan says when we bumps into him walking out of my room, well, Christian's room.

"Hey, nice to meet you," Christian says, Ethan runs downstairs, probably catching up with the kids playing volleyball outside.

We walk into the room and Christian immediately put his belongings on the floor and sit on the bed. I go around aimlessly, opening my closet door and closing it again, closing the window and everything, doing my best to give him a quick room tour.

"So, this will be your room, the bathroom is here, it's connected to where I'll be staying so I hope you don't mind that we share it-"

"Yeah, it's okay-"

"And yeah I'll be in the other next room-"

"Okay-"

"Yeah, so if you want to use the bathroom maybe you can knock first," I get inside the bathroom to show him some more, "I'll knock too, you know, if I want to use the bathroom, the bathtub is running okay although you have to wait for a while for the hot water, and um-"

I snap out of my long rambling and I peek my head out only to find Christian already sleeping on his stomach, maybe feeling too worn out after the long flight, and maybe feeling too hot too, after all he did take off his blue shirt that has been hiding his perfect manly body until now.

I can't help but stand there and look from afar. So many of dad's students before him has slept on my bed before, but somehow it feels different. His body is too big for my bed, his big feet almost hanging. I study his damp copper hair that falls onto my pillow gracefully, I study his broad wide shoulder, his big hands and long fingers, Hell, I even study his ass-

"Thanks for letting me stay in your room," Christian says with a raspy voice suddenly, his eyes still half closed but his stare is intense.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Was about to let you know dinner is at 6."

"Can you wake me up?"

"Yeah."

"Good girl." he says as he turns around so his back is facing me and he goes back to his nap.

Umm, okay.

This is definitely going to be interesting.

Hi all! It's my first time trying to write a fan fiction so please give me your feedbacks and comments!

This is not going to be a fast-paced romance between Ana and Christian but it will definitely come soon and it's definitely going to be juicy ;-)

A lot of inspiration comes from the book and film Call Me By Your Name, but it's still will be Fifty Shades of Grey with its fifty shades of kinky fuckery.

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