First and foremost this is fanfic cross-over between Savannah Davis (Mistresses US), Christian Grey (Fifty Shades Trilogy) & Darien Shields (Sailormoon) so I hoped you all would loved this as much as I did. I'm just changing their ages to made them appear a bit realistic so they would be around 40s.

The day started off pretty dull for Christian Grey as he getting dressed for work. He eyed uncomfortably at his grey silky necktie hung at his wardrobe, Soon my life would be even more dull than you'll be Grey Necktie! Carefully he buttoned his dress shirt one by own gracefully and took out the grey suit jacket from his wardrobe before putting it on. He compared the jacket with his dress pants, Alright that's more like it. After he done in his room, he hurried towards the kitchen and took the cup from the cabinet. His maid, Mrs Adams was preparing the coffee that morning, interrupted him, "Have some toast Mr Grey. I'd made a marmalade spread that you request yesterday."

Christian shook his head and picked up the newspaper left on the kitchen counter, "No thanks, Grandma. A cup of coffee will do for me." He read with full devotion until he heard his cellphone rang, "Yup, I'll be there in an hour. What? Tonight, I'm not sure about it. Let me check my schedule first. I'll tell you later if I can make it." He waved Mrs Adams goodbye and strode off to his car parked at the front porch and climbed in. He took a deep breath, hoping he will finally found someone that could changed his life forever.

Christian Grey, nearly 45 years old with closely cropped caramel and dark blonde hair hung straight reaching down his earlobes was definitely one of the most charming and extraordinarily handsome gentleman in United States. 6'3 with tall and lean muscular body that fit him in the Adonis category, had made every women's head turned whenever he walked into any function or party. His sexy kissable lips and dreamy, midnight blue eyes had made every woman squirmed in their seat while talking to him. Men in particular, envied his magnificent features of high cheekbones and drool-worthy six pack abs as if it didn't seemed like he was the kind of man that sat behind the desk all day. To many women that knew him, he was like a talking sex dynamite, and his features more suitable to be on the cover of any fitness magazine.

Despite his charming looks, impressive portfolios and alluring qualities, Mr Grey known to have few dark secrets that kept him from pursuing any relationship further successfully with others :- he had the bad bondage habit that he unable to break since the beginning of his ruthlessness when it came to business and power were beyond others' imagination. He would go as far as he need to achieve his goal only God knew how much he hurt others in his way to success. He also used any means to get what he desired even if it meant corrupting others and sleeping with them. Many of his female clients adored him so seducing them won't be a big deal to him, that's how he won many tenders and projects in the nick of time. He couldn't cared less what happened to the women he bedded, if anything went wrong he just sent them huge amount of money to cover up and do the abortion.

He arrived at his office the same time everyday, seeing the same people and hanging out with his very best buddy in the world Darien Shields, 2nd most eligible bachelor in the city who was also his partner in crimes. 43 and yet still single, with midnight dark hair and porcelain fair skin, Darien also keep women's head in their way turning. They called the duo some heart breakers. "Still hazy aren't ya?How's the blonde babe last night?Did you manage to get her signed the merger?" Darien whispered as soon he they walked into the elevator. He punched in the number 14 and the elevator went straight up and sttop at level 14.

Christian grinned at his anxiety, "You know it's no big deal. I say I'll take care of it. She's addicted to me, I given her that and everything went smooth as I expected!" he reassured him. All the way, Darien jumped as if they finally hit a jackpot or something. Christian shook his head with disbelief, "Could you quit that absurd attitude!I felt like I'm friend with a ninth grader."

Darien stopped in front of him, "Are you kidding me, Chris?This would be a big deal for us starting from now. Who knew what else coming for us next, right?" They walked into Christian's office and continued their chat over there. His cabin was definitely huge, people called it a room with a view where the desk was facing the city landscape of New York. Christian landed on the huge comfortable chair of his and leaned over, proud of seeing how he achieved those things by himself. He lost in his thoughts while Darien went on with his theories and blah, blah, blah.

Savannah Steele, in her 40s spotting a light caramel brown lock wandered off the street that morning, heading her way to her editorial firm where she served as the translator/writer there. 5'5 with petite and slender, curvy body, Savi had never found herself sexy or outstanding by any means. She comfortable in being the plain, girl next door and doing her daily routine of going to work and back home doing womanly chorus. She always dreamed of happily ever after and getting married, having kids and all. When every woman her age looked for a romance novel ending, she found it easier just to stick with what you had. Today she chosen the plain blue knee length dress jacket while wearing a v-neck cream blouse and black fitting short skirt under it.

She pushed through her office door seeing all her colleagues and bosses already gathered around to wish her "Happy Birthday". She almost forgot that today she just turned 40 but nothing has changed in her life. Except that she dated a boyfriend who happened to be Darien Shields and had no idea where this relationship is heading. She was skeptical at first but deep down she felt like she needed to give someone a chance and opened up to him. She walked towards them and mustered up a smile, "Who made this?" she asked with glittering eyes as soon as they brought in the cake. April, her best friend came forward and hugged her, "Happy birthday Savi, I'm so happy for you." They hugged and Savi blew the candles after they sang the birthday song.

April walked towards Savi and sat next to her, "What are you thinking right now?" She was wearing the gorgeous blue linen dress with beads attached to her skirt. Her chocolate skin was made for such clothing. She handed Savi a plate filled with the slices of cakes and offered her a drink. Savi kindly passed over the offer and walked over to her place. Turning on her computer, she sighed, "My boyfriend is nowhere during my birthday and he didn't even drop by to wish me!" She banged her head to her desk and cringed. She glanced over at her desk and saw their portrait together, If he could only act like he want me, I don't mind if he pretend it or not.

She checked her email and found a new message in her inbox:-

Dear Savannah,

Sorry for today I couldn't make it to your birthday party as I promised. Something comes up and I had an important client to please. I hoped you be a bigger person to understand my position. Again, I'm sorry for letting you down again.

Dearest
Darien Shields

Savi tossed the photo frame into her dustbin, "Fuck You!" Then, she burst into tears alone, in her office.

Christian gathered his things and hurried towards the elevator where he seen his friend, Darien anxiously waiting for something. "What's a matter with you?You seems so all over the place this morning. Tell me!" Darien hesitated at the moment, then he spoke. He explained about his rocky relationship with his girlfriend and how he needed to coupe with her when he was being busy with his clients. Christian understood him very well. His so-called clients were women he used to sleep with all these years, new prospect means new victim. They shared almost everything together and he wondered what Darien's girlfriend looked like. She must be not worth much of his time since he rather spent his moments with whores out there. He really wanted to see how this 'girlfriend' look like and if she was as what he thought she was, she might even be his next potential prey.

Walking towards his car, he noticed a beautiful young woman younger than him sitting at the corner of the entrance. She looked like a damsel in distress, with unruly caramel brown hair and chocolate eyes. She looked like she was waiting for someone and he watched as she paced back and forth in front of the entrance. This woman kind of cute. Who on his right mind made this gal waiting? He snapped back to reality and climbed into his car before he pulled off in front of her for one closer look. Then, he drove off to his mansion down the city.

Savi glanced around the parking lot and found no sign of him, That darn Darien is going to pay for this! As she spotted him walking out from the elevator, she ran towards him and as he spotted her, he seemed to eager to escape. Savi blocked his path and grabbed his shoulder, "Wait a minute, where are you going?" He pretended not to hear and slapped her hands away. Now she was pissed. This guy really had no heart when it came to respecting woman. Savi followed him grudgingly and stood next to him, "You promised me to stay for dinner tonight. You said to want to celebrate my birthday together!" She sobbed suddenly, and Darien felt touched.

Darien turned towards her, "I'm so sorry darling. I couldn't make it tonight. What if I'll make up for it this weekend besides Saturday just two days away." He cupped her face and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Savi expression softened, she wrapped her arms around his slim waist. Darien felt a pang of guilt, he decided to end this relationship as soon as he received the project that he had been working on to get. He cared about Savi but not so much that he intended to marry her. She just came across as a ticket to his success.

I really can't break her heart right now. He thought of their time together. He tried but couldn't curb his straying ways. She didn't seem to appeal so much to him. Some people call her boring and Darien was a sexual predator, he'll look for something sexy and passionate. Savi was always the plain girl that always stays behind. He studied her look:- brown peasant skirt and white cotton blouse. She need an implant or something. I'm so stuck with you baby. He left her after the conversation and she stood there alone with disbelief.