A/N: Before you begin to read:
This story came to me when I was watching Maid in Manhattan.
It's similar to the movie, Maid in Manhattan, with FSoG characters but it is also different. You WILL see parts from the movie (Maid in Manhattan) and parts from the books (Fifty Shades of Grey & Darker) in this fanfiction along with my twist. Just to warn you. This story is very predictable (since it's based off of the movie Maid in Manhattan.) but it was still fun to write & I hope you enjoy it.
Anastasia is a maid at the Heathman Hotel in Portland (but the title Maid in Seattle sounded better than Maid in Portland. LoL) Kate is not 'Media Kavanagh' so she does not come from money like in the books (FSoG.)
& Anastasia does not have a child, like in the movie Maid in Manhattan.
With that said, I hope you enjoy this story.
APOV
"... and Mr. Christian Grey of Grey Enterprises and Holdings will be staying with us in one of our penthouse suites." Ms. Williams, our housekeeping supervisor, lets us know during our Wednesday evening meeting that she's wrapping up. "He's scheduled to arrive tomorrow morning and he is staying with us until Friday."
This isn't the first time Christian Grey, the CEO of GEH, has stayed at the Heathman while he's in Portland on business, but it is the first time I am assigned to the top floor, which includes the penthouse suites, with my best friend Kate. I've only seen him from afar but I heard he is a ruthless businessman who is a rude and heartless bastard. He can make a grown man cry just by glaring at him. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but it gives you an idea of why I'm a little nervous to clean his suite. Kate cleaned his suite the last time he stayed here and she said he was very demanding and always in a brooding mood.
It's just my luck that I am assigned to his suite this time.
After Ms. Williams dismisses the housekeepers, Kate and I fill our housekeeping carts from our main storage closet so we can fill our supply closet on the penthouse floor, while she tells me about her experience with Mr. Grey.
"He can be very demanding."
I nod in agreement as most of our high-end penthouse guests are.
"He's an ass but he tips well." Kate tells me, "I honestly think he's gay though. He's never been seen with a woman other than his family and he didn't even bat an eye at me."
Kate's not being over confident in herself, she's used to getting men's attention, even if it's unwanted. Kate is everything I am not. She's a tall, curvy, blonde bombshell with green eyes and is nearly every man's wet dream. She looks like a Playboy pin up rather than a housekeeper in a hotel. I'm short, thin and pale with a mane of mahogany locks and bright blue eyes. Nothing special about me.
Kate and I attend WSU together and she got me this job at the Heathman Hotel my Freshman year when I first met her. We decided to move out of our dorm and get an apartment together near campus so we needed a job to pay our bills. It's so much better than living in the dorms and we have more privacy. Since Kate and I attend college during the day, we can only work part-time at the hotel in the evening, however, since we're on summer break we can work full time until classes begin again. We plan on moving to Seattle after we graduate college next year, so working as a housekeeper at a hotel is not our forever job.
After we load our carts with the items we will need, we enter the staff elevator together and head to the top floor of the Heathman Hotel to the penthouse suites.
We clean the rooms daily even if we don't have guests staying in them, but we have a long list of things to do if we are expecting guests, to get ready for their stay.
We get off the elevator on the top floor, fill the supply closet, then we go our separate ways to clean the penthouse suites on this floor.
There are four penthouse suites on this floor so Kate and I split the rooms instead of working together. Although, we do clean rooms together if they are too much for one person.
After I clean the first room, I use my master key to enter the penthouse suite that will be Mr. Grey's room and get to cleaning the large room that is seriously too large for one person. I honestly don't understand why one person needs this much space.
I pull out the vacuum that is kept in the hall supply closet and start to vacuum the entire suite.
When I finish vacuuming, I put the vacuum back then exchange the towels in the ensuite bathroom with freshly laundered towels and put two on the towel warmer. I change the bedding, even though I changed it yesterday. I open the curtains letting in the beautiful sunset light and clean the windows as well as every surface in this suite.
After I have everything set and ready for Mr. Grey's arrival tomorrow, I make sure the bar is stocked with Mr. Grey's drink of choice, then start loading my cart with the linens that need to be laundered. I take the towels out first and put them in the bin on my cart then go back inside the suite for the bedding.
I'm just about to leave the room when I trip over the bedding, landing on my hands and knees.
I look up startled as I hear the familiar beeping sound the door locks make when a card key has been accepted.
Holy shit! He's here. He's early. I thought he wouldn't be here until tomorrow.
No, he's not scheduled until tomorrow, it's probably just Kate, I think to myself. But then the door opens and I'm starring at the sexy Adonis, wearing what looks like a ridiculously expensive pair of grey slacks and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, who has just entered the suite and is talking on his phone.
I've only seen him from afar, never this close up before. He's literally sex on legs and looks much younger.
Another man in a suit has followed him into the room, along with one of our bellhops, Paul Clayton, who is carrying Mr. Grey's luggage. Mr. Grey hasn't noticed me and is still talking on his phone.
"Unacceptable. ... I'm not interested, Ros. I don't want anymore lame ass excuses."
His voice is dripping with dominance and the confidence that one would expect a CEO to have.
I quickly gather myself and get off the floor before the brooding businessman notices his maid on the floor in a pile of her own drool and yells at me.
I exit the room unnoticed and put the bedding in the bin on my cart then walk to the suite that Kate is getting ready.
I leave my cart in the hall and enter the room, using my master key card, and find Kate in the bathroom, cleaning it of course.
"He's here." I tell her.
"Who's here?" Kate asks.
"Mr. Grey."
"Oh, he has a helicopter that he flies down here. He usually comes a day sooner, but not always."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought you knew. So what'd you think of him?" She asks as she continues to clean.
"He's very intimidating." I bite my lip, remembering his deep sexy voice.
"I know. I'm almost finished with this room then we can leave."
Our shift is almost over. It takes us awhile to clean these suites top to bottom since they are so big, so we only do it every other day or when we have guests staying. Today was our 'top to bottom' day along with Mr. Grey's arrival so by the time we finish cleaning the four penthouse suites our shift is nearly over. Kate laughed at me one day when I accidently called it 'topping from the bottom' day.
"Okay, do you want help?" I ask her.
"No, thanks. I've got it."
"I'm going to change out of my uniform then."
"K."
I go back to the hallway to grab my bag that I keep on my cart so I don't have to go down to the locker room. We still have thirty minutes left of our shift, but Kate and I like to use the hotel gym before we go home and since we've finished cleaning the rooms and the only guest we have is Mr. Grey, not to mention I just finished getting his room ready, I'm going to get ready for the gym now.
Kate is finished cleaning the bathroom so I go inside the ensuite and change into my capri workout pants and a sports bra, while Kate continues to clean the suite. I had it easy compared to Kate. The occupants of this penthouse suite just checked out this morning, where my penthouse suites were unoccupied yesterday so I didn't have much to clean.
After I change I put my bag near the door and take out my headphones. I listen to music as I wait for Kate to finish up.
~knock~knock~
I continue listening to my music and start dancing around the room as I help Kate clean, even though she said she didn't need it.
..
"Ana, can you get the door?" ... "Ana?" Kate comes out of the bedroom, seeing Ana with her headphones on and in her ears, dancing around the room and playing with the throw pillows on the sofa, so she answers the door.
"Pardon me, ma'am. I'm Jason Taylor, Mr. Grey's personal security." The man says when Kate opens the door. "We have an issue in Mr. Grey's room and need a housekeeper in the suite. I've called the lobby, they said the maid assigned to Mr. Grey's room is still on this floor and I noticed the housekeeping carts so I assumed she may be in here?"
Kate looks behind her, noticing her friend is no longer in her professional housekeeping uniform.
What should she do? Ana is the housekeeper for Mr. Grey, but she's already out of uniform. She doesn't want to get her friend in trouble.
"What's the problem, Taylor?" Christian Grey barks as he comes down the hall from his suite.
"Nothing, sir. I was just getting the housekeeper, Mr. Grey."
Christian looks at the blonde housekeeper who is holding the door wide open, remembering her from his last visit to the Heathman, then inside the room. He sees the petite brunette, dancing around the room, fixing throw pillows, in her workout clothes that hug her body snuggly. He lets his eyes greedily fuck her body then looks to the housekeeper.
"I spilled something on the carpet." He lets her know in a much more calmed tone. "I need you to clean it for me."
"Of course." Kate looks back at Ana.
He follows her gaze back at the brunette in the room.
"I'll be right back, ma'am." She says to her unknowing friend then walks to her cart.
"I'll wait here." Grey murmurs, entering the suite, staying near the opened door as Kate quickly exits with Taylor following her to Mr. Grey's suite.
..
I finish with the throw pillows and turn around to find out if Kate is nearly finished but when I turn around the suite door is wide open and Christian Grey is standing in the threshold of the door.
Startled, I gasp and jump, pulling my headphones from my ears.
"May I help you, sir?" I ask him professionally then glance down, realizing I'm no longer in my housekeeper uniform.
Shit!
"I apologize for interrupting you, Miss."
I look up confused when I hear him.
"I couldn't find my housekeeper and needed to borrow yours." He explains.
"What?"
My housekeeper?
I look around for Kate but I don't see her. She must be in Mr. Grey's suite attending to his needs.
"Pardon my manners." He says, stepping forward, holding out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Christian Grey."
"Eh." I take his offered hand and pull away, quickly, when I feel a shock of static electricity run through our joined hands.
"What is your name?" He asks unaffected by my sudden loss of words or the surge of energy, putting his hands into his pockets.
"My name?"
"Yes."
"Anastasia, sir."
His eyes darken as I say this and it makes him look even more breathtakingly beautiful. Life is so unfair.
"Anastasia." He says my names so sensual, rolling it off his tongue like honey.
My breathing catches in my throat, hearing him say my name is so arousing. I lick my lips and swallow hard.
"Anastasia, what?"
I'm just staring at him now, unable to answer. He really is too beautiful for his own good.
"I'm back, Miss Lambert." Kate says as she returns to the suite.
Why did she call me by that name?
"Will you be needing anything else, Mr. Grey?" Kate asks Mr. Grey professionally.
"No, thank you."
"Do you need anything else, Miss Lambert?" Kate asks, saying the name deliberately and looking at me, raising her brow when I don't answer her.
"Eh. No?"
"If you need anything else, ma'am, you can call the housekeeping line or the main lobby." She tells me.
Ma'am? If I need anything I can call housekeeping? What?
I look at her confused.
"I'm the housekeeper on duty until my replacement arrives. If you need anything the front desk will page me and I can assist you."
What is she talking about?
Kate gives me a knowing look, raising her eyebrow.
"Thank you?" I say, unsure why I'm thanking her.
She nods, closing the door and leaves me alone in the room with Mr. Grey.
When I look at him, he is already looking at me intently.
"Eh." I don't know what to say, he's just starring at me. "I um..."
"I wont keep you." He finally says, after a long pause, holding his hand for me to shake again so I give him mine, feeling the currant still running through us but this time he holds it so I can't pull away as quickly as before.
"Until we meet again, Miss Lambert." He says. It sounds almost like a challenge, or a threat, I'm not sure which.
He leaves me standing in the middle of the room still unsure of what just happened.
I mean, what did just happen?
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