In celebration of approximately 1 year since I wrote this fanfiction I am going to re-post each chapter with corrections and maybe a surprise here and there. I will give you an epilogue at the end of the story as well. Also if you get a chance check out my original story (chapters 1-9 are posted on my blog ShandyStogsdill . wordpress. com)
What if Christian had a sub at the time of his interview with Anna? How would the meeting be different and would they still be drawn together by fate if Christian didn't use his wealth and stalker tendencies?
I do not own the rights to Fifty Shades of Grey…
"You owe me big this time Kavanaugh!", Ana exclaimed, as she got dressed to drive up to Seattle to do an interview with one of the richest and most influential CEO's in the country. " I am definitely no journalist…but you are the closest thing I have to a sister and since you look and feel like death I will do my best. I do, however, expect a girl's day on you. No skimping either all the perks, mani, pedi, facial, massage – the works!"
Kate agrees, "It's the least I can do for you being such a great friend. Be careful and call me with all the juicy details on your way home. Remember to stick to the script. Mr. Grey is known to be a control freak and I had to run all the questions through his assistant just to secure the interview."
"No worries Kate, I wouldn't jeopardize your reputation and I have no desire to be there any longer than necessary. Get some rest…I will not be doing this again!"
Portland to Seattle has always been a relaxing drive for me. It takes me back to times spent on road trips with my dad. We always enjoyed jumping in the car and setting out for a big adventure to the city. Arriving in Seattle, I followed the directions that Kate supplied in the neatly bound notebook with all the questions and background information about Mr. Grey. Since Kate has already expressed that Mr. Grey expects timeliness I am relieved that I made it almost 30 minutes early. This will give me time to read through all of the information about Mr. Grey so I can seem a little more prepared and not like my best friend just sprung this favor on me 8 hours ago. I swear if I didn't love her so much I would wring her neck. I pull out the notebook as I sit in the parking garage. Christian Grey is a 27 year old billionaire that built his wealth from the ground up. Respectable, but to be so successful at such a young age it is no wonder he is controlling. I bet he even schedules his bowel movements. I will have to do my best to not be intimidated, as an English major and book lover I tend to come across carefree and artistic; the exact opposite of Kate who is always put together and in control. This is definitely going to be interesting.
As I get the elevator and push floor 35 my palms begin to sweat. Here goes nothing….
As the doors open into the lobby of Grey Enterprises I am not shocked that it feels so sterile. Windows floor to ceiling, white marble floors, furniture with contemporary lines and lots of black leather. Definitely not a place I would get lost in a book in, so definitely not my style. I can appreciate the power that exudes from this place, even if it is not a place I could get my creative juices flowing. I imagine Mr. Grey does not have many creative juices though he probably rules this place with an iron fist. I am greeted by a striking blonde woman, wearing all black and sitting behind a massive marble desk. \
In her most professional and cold voice she says, "Can I help you Miss?"
I respond in kind, "Yes please I am here for a 10:30 am appointment with Mr. Grey."
She glances at her computer screen and gives me a warm smile. "Yes, Mrs. Kavanaugh, Mr. Grey is expecting you."
I quickly explain that I am standing in for Kate due to illness. "My name is Anastasia Steele; I hope this won't be a problem."
The woman frowns, "Oh I will have to inform Mr. Grey of the change please wait in the waiting area."
I don't know why I am surprised that this may be a problem. I am sure that this will throw his whole self-contained day in an uproar! After waiting what seems like an eternity I am summoned.
The too proper, perfect blonde appears, "Miss Steele, Mr. Grey will see you now."
I walk through a huge glass door into an expansive office that has the most breathtaking view of Pugent Sound. I stand for a few seconds in awe. I am brought back to earth by an authoritative voice behind the desk. "Like what you see Miss Steele?" I turn to see the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Stumbling over my words, "ummm yes thank you."
Oh great Ana this is not going to be as easy as you expected. His presence is overwhelming...he stands to shake my hand. As our hands touch I could swear he has pure electricity running through his veins. I pull back forcing my hand away. Smooth, Steele he probably thinks you are a complete idiot. I meet his glance as he looks at me with just a smug grin, his grey eyes sparkling. Good Lord this man is HOT! Focus Steele...