Meadow and Mr. Grey
Meadow placed the portfolio on Mr. Grey's desk. "Here's the cash flow analysis for the retail banking divisions."
"It's a tad late" Grey said without taking his eyes off his iPad screen.
"I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
"Indeed. "
Meadow turned to walk away.
"Ms. Miller."
Meadow halted and turned toward him.
"Has anyone ever accused you of being insubordinate?"
Meadow glared for a second. "I guess I'm just not the submissive type."
Christian Grey's pupils dilated so large that his eyes were nearly coal black. He moved the iPad to the left hand side of the desk, and focused his attention solely on Meadow. "I can make you submissive."
Meadow remained rooted in her position. "Do it," she whispered.
Grey inhaled profoundly, "Down on your knees" Meadow wasn't sure if it was Grey or some sort of supernatural power. Before she knew what was going on she was on all fours. She stared at Grey, and he glared at her. It reminded her of the way the male lion looked at her at the zoo. The look only contained strength and fecundity. It was pure power. This was the power that she needed to feel over her and in her. She crawled towards him. She crawled under his minimalist metallic desk. When she reached his legs she looked up at him.
PING! An incoming email woke Meadow from her daydream. She pulled up the message and read it.
Ms. Miller:
Have the cash flow analysis report on my desk by 5 pm today.
-C.G.
