Anastasia's Point of View

"Wow, Ana. You're not only the Sexiest Woman of the Year but you're also the Business Mogul of the Year! I mean, how do you do it? Balancing two toxic jobs at once" Kate asks.

Kate is my best friend who also happens to be my personal assistant and publicist. We've been best friends ever since we became roommates in Washington State University. She was taking Communication whilst I was taking Business and Finance.

"Oh you know, charm, poise, confidence and a bit of sweet talk gets the big guys," I humbly said.

"Don't say it like it's so easy, Ana. You've been working non-stop! You're already 25 and you're hymen is still intact!" Kate said as a matter of factly

"KATE! My sex life doesn't need to be interrogated by you. I don't need a man right now, I'm happy with my company and my modeling career"

"Don't be such a prude, Ana. Fine, I won't talk about it. Anyway, are you excited for the ball later? You're going to get your award there." Kate said excitedly

"UGH! Don't remind me. You know that I don't like parties and I'm only going just to receive my award…"

"Come on, Ana! This might be your chance to meet guys! I mean, MORE GUYS. There are several guys chasing you before and you just brush them off like they're just dirt on your shoes and more are going to chase you because of your "Hottest Woman Alive" title" Kate said jokingly

"Kate, guys are just complicated. They eat loads of food, drink loads of beer, sleep like an animal hibernating and make a mess like a baby. I don't need that in my life. Anyway, how are things with you and Elliot?"

Kate and Elliot met years ago at a charity ball organized by Grace Trevelyan-Grey for Coping Together in her lovely home. I was invited because I love donating and be a part of such organization because…nothing! My inner Ana replied

I won't let that memory ruin my night

"Yohoo, Ana? You there?"

"Yeah. Sorry. Thinking of something"

"Okay, as I was saying, Elliot and I are just perfect for each other. We just connect, you know? He always says the prefect words and gives me the perfect things…I just can't. He's perfect"

"After all these years, you two still act like teenagers. It is true love, I guess"

"You'll soon understand when you meet the one. OHMYGOSH! Look at the time! We need you to get ready for the ball tonight"

"Right, call Stella and the crew. I can't afford to be late," I said

"Got it," Kate said as she closes the door of my office

I don't know what to do with my life. I mean, yeah, I own a profitable company and I'm famous throughout the world but why am I not happy? Is it wrong to have all the things I want and still feel empty? I sigh, as I look at the photo of Ray, my step dad who died at a car crash 5 years ago. I miss him, but what else can I do? He was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Whilst I was having an inner monologue, a knock snapped me out of it.

"Ana, Stella is here" Kate said

"Okay, I'm coming"

I've been waxed, scrubbed, curled, and beautified

"My, my, my, Ana. You look breathtaking" Stella and Kate said

I'm wearing this beautiful black Elle Saab Tulle with a hint of violet in the hemline paired with diamond drop earrings.

"Let's get this show on the road! Sawyer, let's go" Sawyer is my personal bodyguard and head of security in Steele Corp.

"Our ETA is approximately 10 minutes, Ana" Sawyer said, I don't liked being called Ma'am because it makes me feel old and I am not old and look old to be called Ma'am or Ms. I mean, not by my staff anyway.

"Okay, Sawyer. Let's get this party over and done with" I said with a sigh.

I looked at the window and saw a family of four, a mother, a father and two girls walking side by side. The dad seems to be making a "dad" joke and I see the little girls giggle. Sadness hit me like a ton of bricks, I didn't have that childhood…I wished I had that kind of childhood. Why didn't I? "Oh right, because your mother was a narcissistic bitch who only care for herself, leaving her only child to be molested by her rich husband Jack Hyde" my inner self replied.

I should set an appointment with Dr. Victoria, as she is my shrink who I pay hundreds of dollars to make me feel better "supposedly"

I reached for my phone and looked at the time, it's not too late. I should be able to call Kate to set me an appointment with Victoria.

"Kate, it's Ana, call Victoria's office and set an appointment after two days preferably, noon. Thanks" I ended the call abruptly because I am not in the mood for a chit-chat, plus I am sure as hell Kate will be worried on why I booked an appointment with Victoria for I never set up an appointment with her for weeks now and—

"Ana, we are here at the venue" Sawyer said

"Crap, okay, you know the drill, Sawyer" I said

As I went out of the car, the paparazzi, as expected, started to blind me with their camera flashes and kept on asking me who the lucky designer is. After all, I am the Sexiest Woman of the Year but that award is not for tonight. Tonight, I am the Business Mogul of the Year.

I looked at the venue and it was Four Seasons Hotel, the staple events place and all that boring crap, not really my kind of venue to hold an awarding ceremony but whatever.

Once I entered the ballroom, I am greeted by Mrs. Wilson who is the organizer of the damn awards, not that I am not grateful for the award but this loads of crap sucks.

"Welcome, Anastasia! I must say that your dress suits you very well" She smiles

Well that is because I love my dress. It is a shadow laced v-neck dress with full skirt by the wonderful Monique Lhuillier, of course.

"My, my, Mrs. Wilson, you don't look too bad yourself. Everything looks wonderful and in tip-top shape" I semi-honestly said.

We exchanged pleasantries and went our separate ways. I immediately walked to the bar and order scotch.

I was happily drinking my scotch when a man in a tuxedo sat beside me

"Aren't you too young to be drinking that" he said condescendingly

WHAT

"You should call your bodyguard to bring you home, a girl as young as you shouldn't be here at a awarding ceremony" the fucking bastard said again

WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. THIS. GUY'S. FUCKING. PROBLEM.

"As a matter of fact, SIR. You'll see why I can't call my sweet bodyguard to bring me home" I snapped at him.

caught the audience's attention and started talking

"As you all know, a new face who is stunning and wonderful person is going to receive this award. I am not going to keep you much longer. The Business Mogul of the Year is Anastasia Steele, the CEO of Steele Corporations.

I winked at the unknown guy beside me who was so pissed, steam seems to go out of his ears. I winked at him seductively.

I went up on stage. Thank the committee and organizers for the wonderful event and award. Leave. I have no time to party and stay at a boring party.

Christian's Point of View

I can't believe a woman beated me on this year's Business Mogul of the Year. FUCK! I've been winning this award for three years straight and a woman comes up like a fucking mushroom beated me!

I called Welch to do a background check on Anastasia Steele of Steele Corporations.

I am so pissed right now, I need to call Elena to get me a new sub.

Sooooo, let me know what you think of the story. This is my first official story since I deleted my old story under the same title. It has somewhat the same plot of the old story but it has a different flow to it. Also, let me know what you want to read in the few chapters ahead. This story is co-written by YOU!

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