I frown frustration to face self in the mirror. Damn my hair - it does not work with it, and Catherine's mosquito banner is a disease I am damn subjected to this ordeal. I have to study for my final exam is next week, but here I am trying to brush my hair into submission. I do not sleep with him wet. I do not sleep with him wet. This mantra several times reciting, I please try to have control. I roll my eyes in despair and view the pale of hair. Brown girl that was too big. Blue eyes on her face staring at me, I give up. My only option to hold back my unruly hair in a ponytail, I hope half look unsightly. Kate is my roommate, and she is in order to succumb to the flu, was elected today. Therefore, I was placed in the big game of the mega business world. A student newspaper. So I have been voluntary. I need to cram the final exam in order to complete the essay, and I want today to work, no - Chief Executive Officer of the mystery gray company, as an entrepreneur very good (CEO ) far more valuable than mines, which has a hundred 65 miles. Today, to go to downtown Seattle to meet the great patron of our University, his time is very valuable there, but he has given an interview to Kate. The real coup, she told me. It is extra-curricular activities.
Kate curled up on the living room sofa.
"Enas, I'm sorry. This interview took nine months time. I can not do this blow. Please." Kate asked me in her harsh, sore throat sound. How they do it? Even sick, her gamine looks gorgeous, auburn hair in place, bright green eyes and red liquid even now. I ignored her unwelcome synthetic approach.
"Of course I will go to Kate, you should go back to bed. Would you like Nyquil or Tylenol-like?"
"Nyquil, please have a problem here, my MiniDisc recorder, just press this record. Todo, I transcripts. "
" I know nothing about him, "I mumbled, trying not suppress my rising panic.
"The problem, you'll see through. Go. It's a long drive, I do not want you to be late."
"Well, I will, come back to bed. I was a soup to warm you." I stared at them gently. Only for you, Kate, I'll do that.
"I wish you good luck, thank Enas... As usual, you are my savior,"
I smile and dried, then the door to the front. I can not believe I let Kate convince me. But then Kate can talk someone into something. You will make a special correspondent. She articulates, powerful, persuasive, argumentative, beautiful - she is my dearest, dearest friend.
On the road- I'm from Vancouver, WA to Portland and I-5 set. Fortunately, Kate lend her athletic Mercedes CLK. I know I will time travel. Oh, Merc is a fun ride.
My destination is the headquarters of global companies, Mr. Grey's. This is a glass, a massive twenty story of the office building, with the gray of the house that has been carefully written on the top of the door, all of the curved glass and steel, utilitarian fantasy. Frankly intimidating - - glass, steel, walk me great lobby of white sandstone me strong, I slowly relieved that, when you arrive, it's 1:45.

Behind the solid sandstone chair, very attractive, neat, cheerful blonde smiling with me. This has led to the highest coal jacket and white shirt I've ever seen. She pristine air.
"I am here Enasita Steele for Katherine's mosquito banner. Mr. Gray .."
"for a moment, I'm sorry Miss Steele. "
When I was standing in front of her selfconsciously, she is a little arch eyebrow. I like not to wear a navy blue blazer, I'm starting to hope had borrowed one of the formal blazer of Kate. I make an effort, my only skirt, please wear my sensible boots and blue sweater knee length brown. For me, it is smart. I scissors what it had escaped the tendrils of my hair behind my ear as pretend that you do not scare me.
"Miss Kavanagh is expected. Miss Steele is here, please sign in. You want the last of the elevator on the right side, then click on the twenty-beds." She and I will sign, amused no doubt, as to me kindly smile. Visitor was stamped on very firmly the front of me. I can not help a smile. Of course, it is clear that I have just visited. I do not fit all here. Nothing changes, I will sigh on the inside. Thanks to her, I walked up past the elevator.
Male, two security both much more elegant to me they are well-cut black suit.

Elevator, whisks me to the final rate on the 20th floor. The doors parted, I was in a large lobby other - again all glass, steel and white sandstone. I stood up to greet me and another table of sandstone, well-dressed in black and white, the other a young blonde encountered.
"Miss Steele, you can wait here, please?" It belongs to the living room armchairs in white leather.
It is a conference room with glass walls at least 20 spacious and matching chair at the table and across the wooden part of the equally beautiful dark at the back of the leather seats. Beyond that, looking out of the city towards the sound, the window views of the Seattle skyline from floor-to-ceiling. It is spectacular, and I am paralyzed vision immediately. Wow. I sat down, the question fish in my school bag, and a curse for Kate not giving me a brief biography on the inside, we were. I do not know about this Guy, I'm going to interview me. Or it can be 90, it could be 30. Uncertainty is galling, and my nerves, I do not matter, and then re-emerged. I like the mystery of discussion group that can unobtrusively sit in the back of the room, never comfortable in the interview one-to-one. To be honest, I curled up in a chair in the library environment and classic British novel, companies? prefer my own. No sitting nervously spasms of the large glass and stone building.
The face is introduced. Meet, Steele. Judging from the building, which is cool and modern, I think forty Grey: fit, tanned and blonde to match the rest of the staff. Another elegant, impeccably dressed blonde in a door to the right. What is this immaculate blondes? It's like Stepford here. He took a deep breath, standing.
"Miss Steele?" The last question blonde.
"Yes," I managed to say, and clear my throat. "Yes." He made the more confident.
"Lord Gray see in a moment. Can I take your coat?"
"But please." She fights coat. "Have you been offered any refreshment?"
"Mmm no". Oops, I'm blonde number one problem? Blonde Number Two frowns and eyes the girl at the counter.
"Would you like tea, coffee, water?" She asks, turning attention to me.
"A glass of water. Thank you," I nut.
"Olivia, take a glass of water, Miss Steele." A stern voice. Olivia, healthy, scoots immediately on the other side of a door in the hallway.
"Excuse me, Miss Steele, internal new Olivia. Try to sit. Mr. Grey gets five minutes." Olivia back with a glass of ice water.
"Here, Miss Steele."
"Thanks." Blonde Number Two marched through the large desk, clattering and echoing sandstone flooring. She sat down, and both continue to work.
Perhaps Grey insists on its black employees. I wonder idly if it is right, when the door Opened and a tall, dressed elegantly, beautiful African American man with little initial fear. I wore the wrong clothes. He turned and said to the door.
"Sea this week, Grey." I did not hear the answer. He turned, saw me and smiled, his dark eyes krinkling at the corners. Olivia jumped at the elevator. She seems to excel at jumping out of her seat. This is more nervous than me!
"Good afternoon. ladies like from him through the sliding door," he said.
"Mr. Gray, it will show Miss Steele now. Please leave pass, he said" number two Mr. Funny. I stand in an attempt to suppress my nerves, instead earthquake. Collect my bag. I will give up my glass of water, half open door to make their way,
"you do not need to hesitate - just go in .." He smiled kindly. When I stumbled to the feet, leaving the first head office, opened the door, please press information via doubtful. Double crap - I and my two left feet! I have around me on hands and knees in the doorway of the office Mr. Gray, with a gentle hand to help me stand up. I am ashamed, I damn my clumsiness. I need to steel ourselves glance up. Holy cow - she is very young.
When I was straight I...
"Miss Kavanagh." He extended his hand to me long fingers. "I am a Christian Grey. Okay? Wonderland, but I like sitting" so young? - Very charming and attractive. He thought himself a fine gray suit, black tie, white shirt and intense, dressed in a light gray eyes, and shrewdly difficult head high copper color. It takes time to find my voice.
"Well .Actually-" I tweet. If a person is more than 30, I'm a monkey's uncle. Daze, I put my hands on him, he pretended. We touch of a finger, I feel strangely exhilarating thrill run through me. They hurried in his hand, and embarrassing retreat. It must be static. I am, I quickly flashing my heart.
"Miss Kavanagh is unavailable, so I sent. I hope you do not mind, Mr. Grey."
"Who are you," His voice is warm, can be fun, but it is difficult on his face says indifference. He looked a little interested, but more importantly, polite.
"Enas Thea Steele. Studying English literature and Kate, Catherine the ... ah ... ah ... Miss Kavanagh Washington. "
" I see, "he said simply. I think I saw his face smiling ghost, but I do not know.
"Do you want to? you can sit down?" He waved me toward the white leather buttoned L-shaped sofa. His office is too big a man. Floor-to-ceiling windows, in front of the huge modern dark wood of the table, you can eat 6 people comfortably. It will match the sofa, and coffee table. Everything is white - the ceiling, the floor, and in addition, 36 doors hanging a small picture is a mosaic of them that have been placed on the walls of the square of the wall, you can also. They are exquisite - paint ordinary, exact details of this series of forgotten objects, they looks like a photograph. Are displayed together, it is what they are amazing.
"Local artists. Trouton," When Gray is that he caught my eye, he said.
"They're nice. In order to improve the extraordinary usually," I muttered, his paintings are angry. He will concentrate his head to one side, cock, and believe me.
"I agree completely, Miss Steele," and in his voice, and in some inexplicable reason, I felt confusion, I will react. In addition to painting, the rest of the department, cold, clean and clinical. I have to reflect on identity sink gracefully macho white leather chair on the front. I am in my thoughts, my head waving my bag to be problems in case Kate instructions. I saw two on the coffee table in front of me, and fall there have fingers and toes all mini-recorder, I hope - - I waited speak Mr. Gray about more and more flustered embarrassment, but when I look at him, he was on his shoulder and the other cup softened his chin, and he looked at me with one hand, he is on his lips throughout the long end of the index finger. I think he tried to suppress a smile.
"Sorry," I grudging. "As I am not used to this."
"Every time you want to go, Miss Steele," he said.
"Can I write your answer?"
I was drunk. Is he kidding me. I hope. I, flashing that he do not know what to say to, and because he relents, he would take pity on me.
"No, I do not care."
"Kate, I mean, Miss Kavanagh, the interview did you explain how it was for?"
"Yes. I am every time at this year's graduation ceremony- please contact us- will be posted on the graduation issue of the student newspaper. "
Oh! This is news to me, I by a temporary pre-occupied much someone does not believe that older than me - or maybe six years or so, all right, with the fine, it is possible to still well - their own we are trying to introduce this training. I caught my attention wayward back to the task at hand, you frown.
"Good," I swallowed nervously. "I some of the questions, you have a Mr. Gray." I will protect the lock of hair behind my smooth ear.
He says: "I can," he expressionless, and. He laughs at me. Cheek is heated to achieve, and I was sitting high and square shoulders, trying to be more intimidating. After pressing the start button recorder, try to look professional.
"You're the empire, which gathered is very young. What do you owe your success?" I look at him. His smile is sad, but it looks vaguely disappointed.
"Business is all the people, it is about Miss Steele, I am very good to judge a person. I'm not going to inspire them what to do, what to grow, they know the way of mites, encourage them to. I took an exceptional team, often reward them. "interrupted in his gray eyes to modify. "One of them is my faith, master of the program is to achieve success inside and outside any system, you need to know the details that make it their own and you know it. I'm doing this is very difficult, and strive for. I make decisions based on facts and logic. I discovered that you have a natural instinct to be able to develop robust ideas and excellent human resources users do not. the main thing is that I always was a good man, he is."
"Maybe, you just luck of the..." This is not a list of Kate -. It's so arrogant. His eyes will light a little surprised.
"I think it's about having the right of the people of all of your team. Work a lot of luck than harder look like I have. Luck and chance, to join the Miss Steele, It does not guide
It corresponds to energy. I think Harvey Firestone said "human growth and development is the supreme leader of the mission. ""
"You sound like a control freak. "The words of my mouth, before being able to stop them.
"Oh, all the things, the motion control in the Miss Steele." humor smile he does not at the scene. I look at, he is, cold eyes and a new heart rate speed up, let's continue to face. Why, like this you have a mess? It is better than the look, maybe big? his eyes It is burning, and my way? he what? stop doing it is a way stroked the index finger on his lower lip.
"In addition, was born in order to control the things, large power," he said softly in his voice, said. "You are the many Do you feel the power?" control freak. . Power, if you decide that I was not a sale of interests and business communication, 20,000 if you want a hard time...
"I Miss Steele, give some sense of responsibility to me, the payment of the mortgage to adopt a million people of more than 40." My mouth fell open . I was staggered by his lack of humility. I would like to hate.
"I own my company. I do not answer to the board." It will raise the eyebrow to me. I stream. Certainly if I were some of the research, I would know. However, sacred confusion, so arrogant. I will change tack. "I changed my Miss Steele, profit."
"And, you interested? Outside of your work," the smile of a ghost, it touched his lips.
"Very different." And, for some reason, I will heated by his gaze steady and am confused. Eyes, we get off to some of the evil thoughts.
"But if you work hard, how would you do to relax?"
"Calm?" He said the smile, perfect white teeth. I'll stop breathing. He was really happy. No one should be good to find this.
"When you put it - I sail, I indulge in a variety of fly"
"Well," calm down, he will be transferred to the chair.
"I am very rich, Miss Steele, I have absorbed expensive hobby."
I wanted to make this theme, look to Kate's problem.
"Why do you invest in manufacturing what is it?" I thought, Why he told me very uncomfortable?
"I wanted to build something I want to know how things work: ... What are ticks, build, break down the things I love, what kind of boat, how can I say..."

"listen to it in your mind, talk like more logical than you are?" and, in fact. his mantra, he speculated, you staring at me.
"Maybe there are people who say, I do not have a heart."
"Why did she say that?"
"Because they know me well." Carl, a wry smile on his lips.
"You want to know, you can easily call me your friend," I said, as long as I think the problem. Kate does not have any competition.
"Miss Steele, I'm a very private person, I will further protect the secret. These are not my words," We shall take.
"Do you do that?"
"Because I oppose donor and for all intents and universities, Murray will not let me watch it. Raging, so I often entangled my PR people. these things should not be surprised that some fights." I only know that sticky. You will be trampled in the eyes of the army, not me, not the case, the career of study.
"You are agriculture, what is the difference in this game?"
"Miss Steele, we do not have so many people on this earth, and the money will not be satisfied with bread."
"It was generic to hear, something about the poor world? Nurturing Love?" He shrugged his shoulders very evasive.
"This is smart business," he muttered, but I think that he was dishonest. This makes no sense - to feed the world's poor? I do not see the economic benefits of doing so, only the ideal of virtue. I look forward to the next question, his attitude confused.
"You have an idea, and if so, what is it?"
"Who has full possession of their souls may take some time, or the ability of a man, he is entitled by law. I am very strange, I like to control the drive - from me and my side"
"So, you want to own stuff " you're a control freak?
"I want to be with them, but yes, bottom line, I do."
"You sound like the end user."
"I am." He smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Again, this is contradictory with people who are willing to feed the world, so I do not think we help more than anything else, to say more, but I am definitely a mystery. what Yes. I swallow. Room temperature rises or maybe it's just me. I just want to be in the interview. Of course, Kate has enough material? I look forward to the next question.
"You have been adopted. How much money you are?" Oh, this is personal. I hope he was not injured, staring at him. Eyebrow groove.
"No way, I know. " My interest was piqued.
"When you're through, how old are you?"
"This is public record, Miss Steele is the problem. " His tone was harsh flash. I was shot once, of course...
"I'm sorry. " Disturbed. He is a simple.
"This is not a problem."
"You have to work for your family in the cost of living. " I need to move quickly. I'll do some research, and as a child, he is wrong. I think I- I'll try again.
"What? "
"have you ever had to sacrifice family life for your work"
"I have a brother and a sister and two family parents. I do not have to extend to my family in its interest. "

"You, you have gay Mr. Grey?" He is a great inhalation, I'm embarrassed, disgusted. Clap. Before I read this right, why do not I use any type of filter? How can I tell him that I had just read the question? Kate and her damn curiosity!
"No Enasita, I'm not in." He brow, raises a cool gleam in his eyes. He is not to look happy.
"I apologize. It's uh ... was written in there." It is the first time he said my name. My heart beat accelerates, my cheeks are heating up. Nervously, I sandwiched my loosened hair behind my ear.

And to the one side of the roosters blood drains from my head. Who does not. "... To err is Ergo - Missa Kavanagh - who does all these questions."
"In the council of a sheet of paper at thee for thy disciple?" Oh, crap. I am a student paper. Have her forth without the action of the present Curricular, not mine. Inflamed my face.
"No. This is my roommate." Signifies to the mind a mustache and a rest on the bench, and the gray eyes appraising me.
"Is not this a conference to volunteer?" Says the voice of deadly quiet. In suspense, after interviewing who is believed? Shall burn as far as to the sight of me, and I am forced to answer the truth. I launched.
"She's not well." Apologetics, my weakness.
"This is very much afraid." There is a knock at the door, and the golden Number Two enters the house.
"The Lord is. Grey, forgive me for interrupting, but in the near two minutes. "
" No, we are all here, Andrea. Please cancel my neighbor. " Andrea has doubts, in that chasm. She lost his son. And he lifted up his head, and he will make the face of the little by little the eyebrow. She blushed with bright pink. Oh, good. It's not just from me.
"Very Well, the Lord Grey, " So I spoke, and it comes up. frowns he turns his mind to me.
"Where are we going, Miss Steele," O, we go to 'Miss Steele, now.
"I ask you not to. '
"I want you to know. He would be content to pass it." His gray eyes were alight with curiosity. Double crap. Where is this going? The seat of the arms of his hands from his face, the two arms of the sacred. His throat ... distracting. To swallow.
"I do not know a lot," I said, then rinse.
"How are your plans after graduation?"
I took him to his attention. "I came to this place to find a job and I did not attend the meeting. I think my last name nothing like a good gray. I just want to be the last of me. " Why should I now represent him in the temple, sitting in the office fashion, feel uncomfortable under the penetrating gaze.
"We ran very well here," he said softly, I raised my eyebrows, surprised. I have sacrificed my job.
"Oh, I do not, I'll take you behind your back." I muttered thoroughly confused. "Although I do not know what they are." That is not my flashlight again.
"What did you say?" In other words, laughter and passion started to smile.
And my finger in the sea. I have to go now. I struggled at the reception they record. "You are willing to I show you around?" He asked.
"Maybe too busy art he, Lord Grey, and his desire is to make a very long time."
"Are you related to agents of USU Vancouver!?" I do not know if this sounds like worry.
Looking through the window. It began to rain.
"Well, well, you'd better drive." Color ruthless force.
"Did God really say," All of you work?"
"What, do you care?" He asked.
"On the contrary, I faith,"I replied, in the husk body. And eyes narrowed, sensible. "You talk to Grace D. Gray."
"In all my happiness," he said, always polite. They should rise, reaching into his hands. "Until we meet again, Miss Steele."
Challenges and sound, it is a threat, I do not know. They send out when there is no more? Once in a while i shake his hand, because the equality between us, and be astonished, because there is no current. it must be nerves.
"Lord Grey." I nodded to him. Lightweight mobile motion, grace to the door, opened the door wide.
"As long as secure, Miss Steele door into the room." He gave me a smile. Obviously, he was referring to the power of his elegant office. I blushed.
"This is very careful, Mr. Grey," I threw, his smile widening. I was angry inside, walking through the lobby. I was surprised when he was behind me. Andrea and Olivia are looked up, surprised in the same way.
"I have a jacket?" Gray asked.
"Yes." Olivia jump and retrieve my coat. Gray will take before she handed it to me. He felt ridiculous raised self-consciousness, I admit it. Gray put his hand on my shoulder for a while. I gasp. Contact. If he notice a reaction, giving him anything. His long index finger pressed the button to summon the elevator, we are waiting - for me awkwardly, he calm and confident. The door opened, a desperate hurry to escape. You really have to get out of here. When I turned to look at him, he was leaning next to the elevator door with one hand on the wall. He was really very nice. This is confusing. His gray eyes on me, burning eyes.
"Enasita Thea," he said, as a farewell.
"Christian," I said. Fortunately, closed.