Thank you all so much for the reviews. I know in the first chapter there was a few mistakes, I never had a chance to proofread before I posted it. So I am sorry about that, it was until after I posted it I noticed the mistake. But I think everyone is entitled to having a few mistake here or there.

Ok so I had gotten a few PM's last night wanting to know the back story of Christian and Ana. As you can see Ana's back story is entirely different from in the book. As for Christian his background is going to be the same as in the book.

Now I know some of you are having a hard time with the fact that Elena is going to play the good guy in this story. Believe me I hate her just as much as everyone else does, but I wanted something different, I want to bring out her soft side. Of course she is still into BDSM and yes she still was the one who taught Christian everything he knows about that lifestyle. But now they are just strictly friends and business partners.

Also I know some of you will start making suggestions soon on how you would like to see the story, but I must inform you, I have been working on this story for a couple of days now almost a week and I have about 30k written out already. So I won't be changing anything any time soon.

Also some of you have mentioned about my other stories, hoping that I won't give up on them because I started a new one. Again. Now I won't be giving up on them, I know it has been a while since I have posted for a few of them. But at the moment I am working on a new chapter for Dr. Flynn's answering service. It's taking me a while to get back into it but I am slowly trying.

Anyways I just want to thank you all for your continued support. Please enjoy this chapter and don't forget to check out my Pinterest page for this story, you can find the link on my profile page. You will also find a link to my FaceBook page as well, with that you have to copy and paste. You will find video's that I have posted from the other day at the terminal. My own personal tour for you guys.

My Aunt Elena has been in contact with me throughout the month. I only have a few more days left here at the house. Tomorrow the movers that Aunt Elena hired will be here to take everything to Seattle. Most of the items in the house have been thrown out or donated to our local Salvation Army. I packed all my clothed, except a few outfits that I'll need for the next few days until I leave on the Jet that Elena said she is sending for me.

As the days go by I start to become more nervous, I don't know anything about Seattle. Expect that Starbucks was founded there, and it's the home of the space needle. That's pretty much all I know.

Today is the day, today is the day I start my new life. Elena had called me early this morning to tell me that a driver will be at the house at 11am to pick me up and take me to the airport. My plane is scheduled to leave at noon.

Right on the dot at 11 o'clock there was a knock on the front door. I got off my bed, grabbed my bag and took one finale look around. This house holds so many memories, but yet so much heartache. Before I opened the front door I blew one last kiss to my childhood home, to my parent's and to the life I am leaving behind.

I opened the door with tears running down, the driver took my bag and heading to the car. He put my things in the trunk and opened the back door for me and waited. I closed the front door to my house for the last time, I turned the lock on the door for the last time. I put the key in the mailbox as per the request of the bank, they will be sending someone by later to pick it up.

Getting into the car was the hardest for me, I didn't want to leave. Why did Aunt Elena have to live all the way in Seattle why couldn't she come to Georgia and buy a house here? Finally after a few more minutes of crying on the steps of the front porch I finally pushed myself up and walked to the car. I got in, the driver closed the door. As soon as he was in the driver seat we were gone, I watched my family home get smaller and smaller as we continued driving down the street.

We arrived at the airport at 11:30 but instead of dropping me off at the front of the terminal, he went around back to a private air strip. I had asked the driver a few times if he was sure he knew where he was going. All he would say was 'Yes'. I shrugged my shoulders and let it go, if I ended up late to the plane it would be his fault and not mine.

We pulled up next to a Jet, on the back of the plane there was a company logo named GEH and underneath it in small lettering read, Grey Enterprise Holdings. Well now I know what the GEH stood for. Makes sense to me.

The driver handed my bags to a man before opening my door for me. I stepped outside the car and marveled at the Jet. I don't think I have ever been this close to a private plane before. I highly recommend it if you ever get the chance. The man that took my bag from the driver escorted my up the stairs and into the plane.

Wow! Ok I take that back, I highly recommend seeing the inside of a private Jet. It's so lush, cream colored carpets on the floor. Creamed colored walls, black leather chairs and tables with cream trim. O.M.G I think I have died and gone to heaven. There is a freaking bedroom in the back of the Jet with a queen size mattress. Let's not even get into what the bathroom looked like.

After about five minutes of gawking the flight attendant asked me to take my seat because the captain was ready for takeoff. I took the seat nearest to the bathroom, while the flight attendant and the man who took my bags from the driver sat in front.

The takeoff was a little freaky for me, but from Georgia to Seattle was clear flying. Because of the time difference we touch down in Seattle at 1:30pm. I unbuckle my seat belt and stand, I take a few minute to stretch my legs. The flight attendant hands me my bag and wishes me a good day. I exit the plane and see a black SUV parked a few feet away. There is a man standing there with a sign in hand that says 'Miss Steele' I wave my hand but he doesn't wave back or say anything. He opens the back door and I get in.

We have been driving through Seattle for about 30 minutes now, my eyes have yet to leave the window. There is just so much to see here, the buildings are huge the sky is gray and my heart is still back in Georgia.

Finally just as it starts to rain the SUV pulls into a long driveway, but not too long. A beautiful white mansion comes into view and I swear my jaw hit the floor. This is where I'm going to live? Holy shit balls batman. The driver stops the car right in front of the house, he steps out of the car and opens the door for me. Right as I was about to knock on the door, it opens.

An older women probably around my mother's age opens the door. She has bleach blonde hair, her face looks as if it has seen way too many tanning beds over the years. She is wearing a too tight for her figure black dress and hooker 5 inch heels, did I forget to mention her lips are the color of blood.

"Anastasia Rose Steele, look at you. You look so much like your mother. The last time I seen you, you were just a baby. Now look at you, your all grown up"

"Thank you Aunt Elena. Thank you for letting me stay with you and for everything else that you have done within the past month"

"Oh honey you can just call me Elena and it's no trouble at all, your mother would have done it for me if the shoe was on the other foot. But since it isn't I am happy to help. Your mother was like a sister to me growing up, we were two peas in a pod her and I" She wraps her cold thin arms around me and hugs me tightly.

"Well I'm happy my mom had a friend like you" I smile up at her.

"Come lets go inside and get you settled in, and then we'll go over the house rules"

"Rules?"

"Of course dear, just a couple. Nothing too serious I assure you" She smiles at me.

"Ok"

We walk into the house and if I thought the outside looked huge I was wrong because the inside is massive. Everyone was a different color. The living room had white walls with red trim, the dining room had wood paneling. The kitchen was a light tan color with black slate tile floors. We finished looking at the rest of the lower part of the house and moved to the upstairs. She showed me where her bedroom was, as well as two of the guest rooms. We then moved down a long hallway, at the end of the hallway was my bedroom. She has the whole door decked out in posters and name tags and little pom poms. Oh great!

She stepped aside so that I could open the door, and when I did I was floored. My room was just as big as hers, the walls were covered in a dark purple with black trim. OH MY GOD this is amazing. There is a four poster queen size bed in the middle of the room.

I walk in and I swear I can hear angel's singing to me, I feel like I am in a dream. This cannot be real. I close my eyes thinking that sooner or later I'm going to wake up and I'll be sitting on my bed back in Georgia waiting for the driver to come and knock on the door. I open them, nope not dreaming.

"This is too much" I tell her is a raspy voice, trying to hold back the tears.

"Nonsense, this is only the beginning"

"There's more?"

"Of course my sweet Anastasia. I hope you don't mind but my housekeeper had informed me on the shape of your clothes, so I went out and got you a whole new wardrobe. Of course I kept all your other clothes leaving them for you to decide if you want to keep them or not"

"Are you kidding me? A new wardrobe?"

"Yes, everything is all set up in your closet. Go take a look" She point to the closet door. I run across the room and swing open the door. Ok now I have died and went to heave. The closet is almost the same size of my bedroom. One wall of the closet is just for shoes. SHOES! All different colors and styles. There are also sneakers as well as a few pairs of flats.

Rows upon rows of clothes. Everything from jeans, to skirts, sweat pants, dresses, and shirts, tons and tons of shirts.

"So what do you think? You like?"

"Like it?...No I love it" I run up to her and hug her. She seems a little taken back by it but she relaxes and hugs me back.

"I'm happy to hear that. Now why don't you and I go downstairs and we can go over the rules of the house"

"Sure"

We walk out my room, go down the hallway but instead of taking the stairs we came up we take a different set of stairs that leads right to the kitchen. She grabs two wine glass and sets them on the counter, she then goes into her wine chiller that is built-in into the kitchen island and takes out a bottle of white wine. She uncorks it and pours the wine into the glasses.

I raise an eyebrow to her and she just winks and slides the glass over to me, she lifts her glass and holds it in the air waiting for me to do the same, and I do. We clink glasses, she is the first one to take a sip her eyes never leave my glass. She does know I am underage right, but not wanting to upset her I take a sip. The wine is cool and crisp and very pleasant on the tongue. She sets her glass down and looks at me.

"Ok let's go over these rules shall we. Rule number 1, you are only allowed to drink under this roof. If I find out you went to your friend's house and get drunk you will be grounded. Do I make myself clear?"

"Um I don't drink, last time I had a drink was on Easter and that was only a small glass of wine. Much smaller than this" I hold the wine glass up.

"Good. Rule number 2, you are to go to school and your grades are not to get below a C average"

"That won't be a problem, before mom and dad got sick my grades were A's and B's" I tell her and she smiles.

"Excellent. Rule number 3, stay out of the basement. I don't want you going in there for any reason, there is nothing for you down there so just stay out. Do I make myself clear?" she says the last part to me in a weird voice.

"Got it, no basement what so ever"

"I think everything is going to work out just fine between the two of us. Now you start school in two weeks, everything is all set for you at Seattle prep. Since this is your senior year you are required to find an internship at a local business of your choice"

"Oh, I didn't know that. Well I guess I can start looking tomorrow morning"

"No need, I already found you the perfect job"

"You did?"

"Yes, you'll be working as a Personal Assistant at GEH, You'll be there from the time you get out of school until 6 o'clock Monday thru Friday. But for the next two weeks until school starts you will be there from noon until 6"

"GEH?" Wait I remember seeing that somewhere. Oh yeah the Jet.

"Yes Grey Enterprise Holdings. You'll be taking over for Andrea, now that she has kids she is requesting to leave earlier than normal. I figure this would be perfect for you, and besides Christian owes me"

"Christian?"

"Christian Grey. But you will refer to him as Mr. Grey, he is the CEO of GEH"

"Oh ok, well thank you for finding the job for me"

"It was nothing sweetheart. Why don't you go upstairs and get settled in and I'll call you down when dinner is ready"

"Great, I want to check out that closet"

"Wonderful" she claps her hands together, then shoos me out of the kitchen.

I make my way up to my room, as soon as I am in my room I shut the door and yell at the top of my lungs. I make a quick dash to my bed and jump on top of it. I feel like a fucking princess this is unbelievable.