Chapter 1:
"For fuck sake Elliot!" I scream down the phone.
"What? Look, I'm sorry, but this chick is super hot and she wanted to double date. Her friend is hot too." I roll my eyes. So I have to put my plans on hold just so that he can get his dick wet? Some fucking brother he is.
"Elliot, I'm too busy." He scoffs.
"Yeah right. Christian, you never go anywhere. Give me one good reason why you shouldn't go." I shake my head.
"Hmm ok. One, I don't want to, and two um, yeah I'm not going." Elliot whines like a child.
"Please Christian. Please!" I think about it for a minute, I might be able to get a fuck out of it. Why not? You can think of a thousand reasons why not, Grey. Yeah whatever.
"Ok. But this will hold you off for about a year, right?" Elliot sighs.
"Fine. Thanks bro. I'll pick you up at seven." I hang up the phone and sit back in my chair. I run my hands through my hair and sigh. Why did I have to have a man whore for a big brother? Why couldn't he just be an uptight businessman who is also a pretend keen golfer. That would mean he would be you Grey. Right. I sit forward and get on with some work before its time to meet this woman Elliot and his new play thing have set me up with.
A couple of hours later I decide to call it quits. I can't focus today, probably because I know that tonight is going to be shit. I go home, then down to the gym, where I work out for an hour, then I go and get my ass kicked by Bastille, fucking asshole. I'm ready by half six, which gives me time to think of the disaster that will be this double date. A knock on my office door brings me out of my thoughts. "Come in." I say. Elliot opens the door and grins at me.
"Hey bro. Let's go." I sigh and stand, walking over to him. "Whoa man, what's with the stiffness? Loosen up a bit." I glare at him and he throws his hands back in surrender. "Ok man chill. Geez, what is up with you today?" I just shake my head as we walk out the building. When we get to wherever we are Elliot stops the car and sits there. "You'll be, when we're in there, can you just-"
"-For fuck sake Elliot what?" He looks at me and I see nervousness in his eyes. My brother, Seattle's biggest fuckboy, nervous for a date?
"Just, be nice, ok? I really like this girl Chris, it could go somewhere." He looks so sincere I just pat his shoulder and nod, smiling. He grins back and gets out the car. When we enter the place it's a small bar, with a stage in the middle and tables around the outside. A bar to the left and a series of sofas to the right, it was classy, but also quite common. Elliot spies the girl he's looking for because I see his eyes go all hearts bulging out of his sockets. He's got it bad. I turn and see a blonde woman running up to him.
"Elliot!" She kisses his passionately. "It's so nice to see you again." She turns to me. "My my, look what you brought." I nod smiling.
"And what did you bring?" She chuckles and flicks her blonde curls out her face.
"She's just getting ready, I'm Kate by the way." She holds out her perfectly manicured hand and I take it, shaking it firmly.
"Christian." I say with a smile. Elliot looks impressed. We take a seat and I groan after about ten minutes. "What's taking your friend so long?" Before Kate can answer a small chubby man walks out on the stage and holds the microphone to his mouth.
"Evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm proud to present one of our regulars here, Ana Steele!" I roll my eyes. It's one of these karaoke places? Fucking hell, what have I done. I take a sip of my gin and tonic and pray for this to be over soon. That's when I hear her voice. The most angelic, beautiful voice I've ever heard.
Birds flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling, good
Holy mother of Christ, she has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard. I turn round and see her and dear God does the appearance match the voice. She is slim but with curves, she's got long, curly chestnut hair down to her waist, she's wearing a pair of skin tight black jeans and a burgundy tank top, that shows off about an inch of her stomach. She's perfect, she looks perfect, she sounds perfect. I don't give a fuck what this friend looks like, she is the one in my bed tonight. Guaranteed. She sings the rest of the song and halfway through makes eye contact with me, my jaw drops open at her face. She's got the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen. Fuck. She's mine. She sings a few other songs then thanks the audience. We all clap, me the loudest, and she gets off the stage. I get up to walk over to her but she is coming over to me. What? The charm got you from way over here sweetheart? I give her my panty dropping smile as she sways those sexy hips towards me. To my surprise she walks straight past me and to Kate, who stands up and kisses her on the cheek. Elliot then stands up and kisses her on the cheek, and I feel burning rage flow through me like a wildfire. What the fuck was that? Kate and Elliot both look at me but my gaze is stuck on this gorgeous woman in front of me. Kate clears her throat and I stand up, giving her my hand. "Christian Grey." She looks completely disinterested but takes my hand anyway.
"Anastasia Steele." I smile.
"Ah, the perfect name for the perfect woman." Fuck. It slipped out before I could stop myself. Ana blushes and sits down. Elliot smirks at me and I kick him under the table.
"So, where are you from, Anastasia?" She looks towards me.
"Here. I've lived here my whole life." She then turns back to Kate and Elliot.
"So have I. Most of it anyway, I wonder why we've never met." She scoffs.
"From what you look like we're from very different ends of Seattle, dude." She says, laughing. I frown, what does that mean? She looks as though she regrets her words immediately and looks down. "Sorry, what do you do?" She says, leaning forward slightly. What does she mean? I told her my name right? Yeah, I remember telling her. Is she joking or something? By the look on her face she's totally serious. I frown again.
"You don't know who I am?" I say, slightly shocked. She raises her eyebrows.
"Should I?" She says, quietly. Wow, that hurt my ego.
"Well, yeah." Then she smirks. What the fuck?
"I don't know you. Sorry." I frown even more and lean back. Kate and Elliot have stopped talking and are watching our exchange.
"I'm Christian Grey." She raises her eyebrows again.
"I'm Anastasia Steele. Didn't we already do this?" She says, teasing me. I narrow my eyes at her remark. She's got sass, I'll give her that.
"Seriously?" She sits back and chuckles.
"Don't I look it?" She cocks her head to the side and smiles, sarcastically.
"I'm the CEO of a small company called Grey Enterprise Holdings, heard of it?" I say sarcastically. She doesn't register.
"Sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about." My lips part to say something but I close them again. Who does she think she is to talk to me like that? Scratch my comment earlier. I don't care how hot the woman is, she's not getting within a mile of my bed. Kate must have kicked Ana under the table because she winces and glares at her. Then she closes her eyes, clenching and unclenching her fists, breathing deeply. A few seconds later when she opens her eyes it's like she's a new person. She smiles brightly at me. "I'm sorry I was rude before. It's a big company then?" What was that about? Did she just completely change her mood within seconds? Because if so, I thought I was the only mercurial bastard in this city. I look warily at Elliot and Kate and then back to Ana.
"Uh, yeah it is. Brings in around a hundred thousand every hour." Her eyes widen.
"Holy shit, that's a lot. And you built it? From scratch? Or was it a hand-me-down from a family member?" She sounds generally interested and I smile.
"I built it from scratch." I say proudly. She whistles and sits back, nursing my wounded ego ever so slightly. "What do you do?" She looks down and picks at the skin on the side of her fingernails.
"Oh, this and that. Where is your office?" Avoiding the question expertly Miss Steele. I let it go for the moment and smile at her.
"It's the biggest one in Seattle apart from the Space Needle." She whistles again and my ego is nearly back to normal health now.
"So you're a, a billionaire?" I nod and she nods back. "Wow." she breathes. "That's, far from what I am." She sounds sad about it. I lean forward and place my hand on top of hers.
"Are you ok?" She looks up and her eyes are slightly shinier than they were before. Money troubles perhaps? She nods and takes her hand away, tucking both of them under the table. We talk for the rest of the evening, until Kate and Elliot look just about ready to leave. Meaning they're both wasted and Elliot's groped Kate's breast about three times now. I say that they can all stay at my place and they thank me. We get in the car and Taylor drives us back to Escala. Kate and Elliot disappear off in no time, and I leave Elliot to find his spare room. I tell Ana I'll be in my study and where her room will be and she says goodnight and heads upstairs. I sit in my study and just think. She's a damaged soul, that's for sure. But beautiful, so beautiful. After two hours of sitting staring into space I decide to get some water and go to bed. I walk up to my bedroom and change into my pyjama bottoms. I leave the shirt off because it's summer and to be honest, who doesn't want to see my torso? I smile to myself as I make my way down to the kitchen. I hear clattering and roll my eyes, thinking it would be Elliot trying to get water as well. "Elliot for fuck sake I-" I get stopped in my tracks when I see a perfectly round ass, covered in black lace panties bending over picking up pots. She stands and turns around, and there's Ana, in nothing but her tank top and panties, with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail. Holy shit. She's gorgeous. Her eyes fuck my body as much as mine do with hers. "You, um, you need help?" She takes her eyes off my body and makes eye contact with me. She nods and I walk forward. I pick up all the pots and pans and carefully out them back into the cupboard. "You want water?" She nods, still looking at my body. To be fair I would too if I was her, I've worked incredibly hard for this. I open the top cupboard and lean over her to get two glasses. Her breathing quickens and her pupils dilate. Perfect. I get us some tap water and hold one glass out to her. She takes it and downs it in a few gulps. Nice. We stand in silence for a minute before I put the glass down. "I'm going to bed now then." She nods and gives me a small smile, biting her lip. Sweet lord. I bravely lean forward and kiss her cheek. I move my face away and stop a few inches from her lips, she looks up at me and growls, lunging at me and planting her lips on mine. My hand moves up behind her head while the other one travels down to her ass, squeezing it. She moans in my mouth and I push my hips forward, pressing my erection into her stomach. She runs her fingers through my hair and pulls slightly, making me moan in response. Soon I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. I walk with her to my bedroom where we don't fall asleep for a few hours. Tonight didn't turn out so bad after all.
A/N - Hi guys! So I deleted Five Years A Slave. I'm really sorry for anyone who like the story but I just didn't know where it was going. I'd like to thank HopelessShay for giving me this idea and helping me with it. Thank you! Let me know if you want to see more of this :)
Sophie x
