Hello Readers! So I'm going to try to have my posting day be Saturday, but I think I'm going to post a few more chapters tonight, just to see what you think. I'm afraid I am very rusty, since I probably haven't really written anything since in a while, so please bare with me, because I'm taking a lot of time rereading chapters and making sure everything flows well.
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Disclaimer: I do not own 50 Shades of Grey, it's characters, blah blah blah. You know the rest.
I didn't have work until Monday and I didn't leave the apartment the entire weekend. I drank my pain away, and by Monday morning I was ready for work. I took a long shower, my face was still covered bruises, and my butt stung slightly, but I could cover my face with makeup and ignore the pain. I slipped on a pair of black tights, slipping on a grey off the shoulder sweater dress. I added a black belt a slipped on a pair of black heels. I twisted my hair into a messy ponytail and did my makeup, covering all of the marks carefully.
By the time I had to go to work I looked perfect. I slipped on my bracelets and necklace and grabbed my bag, heading downstairs slowly.
"So who do you work for now?"
"I don't know… I'll figure it out when I get there." I slipped on my jacket, kissing Kate's cheek as she handed me a travel mug of coffee. I smiled, waving as I headed out. When I stepped outside, I found my purse from the night of the party sitting on the doorstep. I paused, bending down and opening it. I saw everything was inside, as well as my cell phone and keys to my apartment. I sighed, shoving the small clutch into my large purse and hailing a cab to work.
I walked inside, smiling at Angela our receptionist and heading over to human resources.
"I need to be transferred…"
"Oh Mr. Grey's already taken care of your transfer… you're to report to his office." I froze, studying the woman carefully.
"Mr… Mr. Grey's office?" She nodded, smiling brightly at me before clicking away on her computer. I gulped, going to the elevator slowly, I hit the top floor, hearing the door ring loudly. I stepped off the elevator slowly, nervous with what was happening. I walked over to the receptionist, smiling kindly.
"I'm Ana Steele… I was told to report to Mr. Grey's office?" She glanced up, smiling brightly at me.
"This way" I walked down the hall with her and she knocked on a large black door, stepping back slightly.
"Come in!" She opened the door, smiling at me and waving me in. I took a step forward, nervous with what might happen.
"Ah Miss Steele." I nodded, standing awkwardly in the middle of his office.
"Um… I was told to come here by human resources." He nodded again, smiling at me.
"Yes, you're here for your new job." I paused, giving him a small smile.
"I'm sorry… what job?" He flashed a smile and I tried not to melt under his grey stare.
"You're my new assistant." I froze, my eyes widening. His smile faltered at what I'm assuming was my panicked stare.
"Okay…" He grinned again, obviously pleased with himself.
"Your desk is right outside." I nodded, turning around and seeing a box with my things already on the desk. I hung up my jacket, putting down my coffee and unpacking the box. I stared at my things, a wall of anger suddenly hitting me.
I walked over to his office, knocking loudly and opening the door. He glanced up in confusion, studying me cautiously.
"I didn't ask you to do this…" He looked up, his expression caught between amusement and fear.
"No. You didn't."
"I don't need you to take care of me Mr. Grey… I can handle myself." He nodded again, standing up slowly and shutting the door.
"I did this so you wouldn't have to face him."
"This isn't an episode of Law and Order. I can deal." He studied me again, raising an eyebrow.
"Is that why you're wearing so much makeup? Because you can deal so well." I narrowed my eyes, glaring at him.
"Don't act like you know what I went through because you don't." I angrily stepped forward, furious he assumed he knew how I felt.
"I know what it's like to be a victim." I felt my face redden and shook my head, turning away from him.
"I'm not a victim. I'm just a stupid girl who put herself in a stupid position and learned her lesson. Don't take pity on me Mr. Grey. I'm fine." He nodded and I took a deep breath.
"Is that all?" It was my turn to nod.
"Thank you." I turned, walking out slowly and shutting the door. I finished unpacking my desk, surprised he hadn't fired me for my outburst.
He had me sent a few emails, read a few things, but my day was boring until lunch time.
"Ana, we have a meeting." I nodded, standing slowly and grabbing my notebook and pen, as well as his agenda book. I walked beside him quietly, keeping my head down until we got to the conference room. He held the door open, guiding me in with a smile. I paused, not sure where to sit.
"You can sit anywhere." I nodded, giving him a grateful smile and sitting near the corner. He sat beside me, pulling out his cell phone with a small smile. I drew a random flower on the corner of my notebook, glancing up as more members started arriving.
"My damned secretary hasn't showed up yet! Just wait until she comes in… she's gonna get an earful." My head snapped up, my eyes wide as Jack's voice rang through the room. Mr. Grey sat up quickly, his shoulders tense as he glanced at me. I gulped, knowing my face was pale. I looked back down, my heart racing as Mr. Grey moved his seat a fraction closer to mine.
"Ana?" I shut my eyes tightly, glancing up at him.
"Why are you here with Grey?" My stomach was in knots and I couldn't speak. I opened my mouth but nothing would come out. I shut it quickly, giving Mr. Grey a withering look.
"She's been transferred. She's my assistant now." Jack narrowed his eyes, looking back to me.
"You can't just steal my secretary."
"Since I own this company, I can do whatever I want." I knew I looked like a deer in the headlights because that's how I felt. I stood up quickly, needing to get away.
"Excuse me…" I slipped behind Mr. Grey, walking past Jack to leave. He turned towards me and I flinched, quickly dodging out of the conference room. I practically ran to the bathroom, a hand over my mouth as I pushed into a stall. After emptying the contents of my stomach I sighed, rinsing my mouth in the sink. I ran my hands over my face, studying my reflection and deciding I looked fine. I walked out of the bathroom, headed back to the conference room when I saw Mr. Grey and Jack standing and yelling. I saw others watching and paused, not sure what to do.
I took another small step forward, taking a deep breath and opening the door. They both quieted as I walked in and I walked back to my seat, keeping my eyes down as I picked up my notebook.
"Let's get started." I spoke quickly, sitting down and turning to the presenter who looked ashen and nervous. He gave a nervous laugh, looking like he might cry. I took notes over the presentation quickly, as well as drew a few pictures to keep myself entertained.
After, we walked over to the elevator and I stepped in first, seeing Jack throw me a scowl as the doors closed. I sighed, slumping against the elevator and running a hand over my face.
"Are…" Mr. Grey drifted off, his eyes full of concern. I glanced up, biting my lip and giving him a small smile.
"Thank you." He nodded, smiling back as we reached our floor.
I spent the day hyped up on coffee so I wouldn't fall asleep and by 5 o'clock I was exhausted. I stood slowly, feeling the room spin and latching onto my chair. I took a deep breath, hearing his door open.
"Everything alright?" I flashed a quick smile, grabbing my jacket.
"Everything's fine." He nodded, studying me for a few minutes.
"Would you like to have dinner with me?" I froze, staring up at him with wide eyes.
"Um… tonight?" He nodded, his eyes guarded but his smile playful. I wanted to say no, but he'd done so much for me I couldn't make the words leave my lips.
"Sure." He flashed a grin, nodding and slipping on his jacket.
"I know the perfect place." I nodded, pulling on my jacket and jamming everything into my purse, walking with him to the elevator.
I was a little surprised when he drove back to his apartment building.
"I have the best cook in the city." I nodded, shrugging as we headed to the elevator. I was exhausted, all I could think about was curling up in my sweatpants and bunny slippers and going to bed, but here I was, at my bosses' penthouse… again. For dinner.
We walked inside and I took off my jacket, Taylor came forward with a grin, taking my jacket and purse. I thanked him, following Mr. Grey into the kitchen.
"Hi Gail." The woman grinned up at him and whatever she was cooking smelled delicious.
"I bought a friend… I hope there's enough for two." The woman turned, beaming at me.
"Oh of course there is!" She grinned, hugging me and laughing. I smiled nervously, hugging her back and looking around the kitchen.
"Can I help do anything?" She laughed, shaking her head and shooing me out of the kitchen. I walked over to the living room, not sure what to do with myself.
"So how did the first day go?" Mr. Grey handed me a glass of wine and I shrugged, sipping it slowly.
"It was alright. What do you think Mr. Grey? Will I still have a job after my outburst?" He glanced up, smirking at me.
"One, call me Christian, we're not in the office. Two, I like when people talk back to me. It gives me a reality check." I raised an eyebrow, surprised by his comment.
"Reality check?" He nodded, sitting on the sofa slowly.
"Yeah, people treat me like I'm a billionaire… I mean, I am, but sometimes it's nice to be knocked down a few pegs." I smiled again, nodding slightly.
"You're a great person." He chuckled, his eyes on me as I walked towards the piano. I grazed my fingers over the keys, glancing up and flushing as I caught his stare.
"You play beautifully." I shrugged, feeling my cheeks redden as I pressed down on a G.
"I'm alright… do you play?" He nodded, walking over with his wine. I sat down on the bench and he sat on the other side, smiling as he put his wine on the floor. I copied him, listening to him play quietly. I smiled, shaking out my hands and watching his as he played. I worked at the opposite end of the keyboard, playing a different tune, but making it work in. I felt his eyes on me, but I couldn't take my eyes off of his hands or I would mess up.
"That's wonderful." I grinned, changing into heart and soul. He chuckled, playing the other part as I continued playing. We were both laughing and playing, our shoulders bumping together.
I looked up, seeing Gail peaking around the corner of the kitchen and grinning. I smiled back curiously, glancing over to Christian.
We ate dinner and I played with my food, still feeling kind of sick with what happened with Jack.
"Is there something wrong with the food?" I glanced up quickly, shaking my head giving a small smile.
"No it's great… I'm just not very hungry."
"You skipped lunch today." I paused, studying him with a raised eyebrow. He shrugged, taking another bite.
"What? I pay attention to things." I chuckled, shaking my head and taking a bite to appease him.
"Well thank you for the lovely dinner." He nodded, smiling down at me.
"Any time Ana." I grabbed my purse and jacket, pulling out my phone and checking the time.
"Let me drive you." I looked up quickly, giving him a small smile.
"No you've done enough for one day… I can catch a cab." He rolled his eyes, grabbing his keys and jacket and walking over to the elevator.
"Nonsense." I sighed, feeling my cheeks flush as I walked with him.
"Thank you." He nodded, smiling again as the doors opened.
After dropping me off, he waited again until I was inside before he left. I smiled, locking the door and walking into the living room.
"Where have you been?" I smiled and shrugged, feeling my cheeks redden.
"At Christian Grey's penthouse…" Her eyes widened and she pulled me to sit beside her.
"Tell me everything." And I did. We spent the night talking and laughing until it was time for bed and I curled up, his grey eyes flashing through my mind.
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