One thing I forgot to add, unlike the last story, here Christian is the one owning a debt to Ray. Not the other way around. Which is also why he's helping Ana.
Chapter 2
(Anastasia's POV)
The car drive was quiet much to my surprise. I expected Mr. Grey to bombard me with questions. Because isn't that what you do when you get a wife? I always expected my husband would want to get to know me. Everything. What I like and don't like and simply just how I tick. Then again this situation was different. He bought me. As if I'm some cheap slut or slave. Perhaps he even expected me to talk to him rather than the other way around. But I know that once I open my mouth I will ask him too many questions about everything. And who knows what the gang will do with a failed wife. Maybe they'd get me back and want to take revenge.
If I'm still a virgin, then Mark would probably take me back. If not.. Well these guys are capable of anything.
''The last girl I got was very talkative. She never stopped talking.'' Mr. Grey murmured, while he occasionally glanced at me.
I snorted. ''Excuse me, but you do now every human is an individual?''
The palm of his lips twitched and I could swear he was trying to hide a smile. ''I am very well aware of that, Miss Steele. Just tried to make a conversation.''
''By starting to talk about your dead ex-wife? Very nice way to get to know each other, Mr. Grey.'' I said and smiled at him. Of course that smile wasn't honest and he knew it.
''Well I'm not much of a talker either, so excuse me now for trying to have a conversation with you.''
''I didn't mean it that way.. I'm sorry. But I get out of this hell by being sold. Now I'm kind of engaged to a man I don't know and his last wife that he got from the same place is dead. Do you expect me to have a light hearted conversation?'' I told him quiet exhausted of everything. Slowly I was feeling how tired I actually was. I can't remember being fast asleep the past few weeks. I was too afraid, too afraid to fall asleep. Afraid of what they might do.
''I know. And I will explain everything when we get home. And Aspyn, my last so called wife, isn't dead. It's just a cover up, so I could get you out.'' Mr. Grey explained.
I narrowed my eyes. ''What do you mean? So you're still married?''
''I was never married. We simply faked the certificate etc to get her out of there. My parents adopted her a few years ago.'' He said while having a slight grin on his face. He was definitely grinning about some inside joke that I didn't get. Obviously because I'm an outsider.
''Okaaay.. So you're gonna fake our wedding certificate too? And adopt me? I'm sorry, but I don't think I want to be adopted..'' I shuddered at the thought. Being married sounded way better than to be adopted by someone.
''Miss Steele, we can't adopt you anyways. You're not under aged. Aspyn was, she's barely 16 now. And yes, we're going to fake it too. There is no other way.'' Mr. Grey shrugged. I bit on my lip, I had way too many questions.
''Just ask what you want.'' Mr. Grey told me casually.
''So if you adopted err.. Aspyn, how can she still live with you when you faked her death?'' I asked merely confused. Wouldn't anyone find out that someone who claims to be dead is still alive?
''Yeah about that we still haven't found a solution for a life time. We've changed her identity and looks. She had light blond hair, now she has a more reddish blond. And she wears contact lenses. Complete change of style and in public she is Alena and not Aspyn.'' Mr. Grey explained, while I started to get really guilty.
There is a 16 years old girl who had to change her complete identity for someone she doesn't know. For someone who is going to live with them only for a amount, probably short amount of time. She has to fake who she is and I couldn't imagine how that would be. If someone would come to me, saying I had to change who I am completely just so they could get another girl, I really don't know how I should react. I mean Aspyn was in my position so she probably understands. Or maybe they told her she had no chance but to accept it. If she is that young and got adopted, I highly doubt that she has any living relatives.
''And that will work? Doesn't Mark know that you adopted Aspyn?'' I asked doubtful.
''No he doesn't. They didn't really monitor us once we got married. And he didn't seem to know. At least we think and hope so. We're here by the way.'' Mr. Grey answered me. He was right, the second he finished his sentence the car stopped. Brief moments after, the other guy, Taylor I believe opened my door and we stepped out.
The building I was standing in front of was huge. Like really huge. And sadly I didn't have any time to look at it properly, because Mr. Grey already guided me inside with such a hurry that I wasn't able to look at something for more than a brief second. We stepped into an elevator and made our way to the probably highest floor and entered Mr. Grey's home. Which looked absolutely out of this world. Damn this man was rich. I was right from the very beginning.
''This house is insane!'' I boomed, not able to contain it.
''You'll get used to it.'' He simply shrugged and started to walk away.
''Hey don't you wanna show me the house? You can't just leave me here, I don't even know where I should go.''
''You're twenty-one aren't you? I believe I can let you standing here for a few minutes until I return. I have to deal with a few things immediately.'' He said and without waiting for my answer, he simply left me standing here.
I had nothing with me and his house was way too huge so I could quickly figure out where I can find each room. So me being me, I started to walk around, hoping to either way find a kitchen or a bathroom. I probably looked like a dirt freak. Yeah for sure. I can't remember having a shower for the past few weeks and I'm supposed to live here, right? So I'm allowed to use his shower. If I find it of course.
Unfortunately for my bladder and my body, I couldn't find the bathroom, but I did find the kitchen. Which was, like I expected huge. Great now I was I supposed to find something to eat? I'm not even that hungry. Just thirsty. I opened the fridge and got myself a juice. I literally opened every cupboard to find a glass and when I opened the sixth one, I finally found one. And a few crackers.
''I see you did find everything after all.'' Mr. Grey's dark and husky voice appeared from behind me. I jumped up in surprise.
''Yeah after searching hours for it.'' I grinned sweetly at him. Mr. Grey returned my smile and just shook his head, before his face got serious again.
''I'm really sorry, but I have to leave you for a bit.'' Mr. Grey told me slowly as if he wasn't sure how I'd react.
''No no no, please don't leave me here all alone.'' I suddenly begged in fear and anxiety. My whole body started to shake and I had trouble to breathe. I wasn't able to be alone anymore. I was alone for so long and being in such a huge house that I didn't know was the same as being in the basement.
''I can get you company if you want.''
''Why can't you stay?'' I asked, walking closer to him. He stepped back from me and I narrowed my eyes.
''If I stay and spend time with you, I would not be able to avoid getting emotionally involved with you.'' Mr. Grey whispered. He suddenly looked frightened. Even more than I was with being here by myself.
''Oh come on, by talking you won't fall in love with me.'' I chuckled with humor, but he remained serious.
''You don't know that.'' Mr. Grey hissed.
''Mr. Grey, I'm not asking you to be by my side all the time. But I don't want to be alone in this house.. At least not today or anytime soon.''
''You'll have to get used to it. I'm a busy man and right now I'm trying to settle everything, so if you'd excuse me. I'll see if my sister Mia has time to come over.'' He told me.
''Err.. Okay bu-'' He cut me off.
''No but's. I need to go now.'' Mr. Grey said sharply and left the kitchen abruptly, leaving me with my juice and my crackers.
What an awesome start.
I'll try and update fast to make up for the deleted story. I was only 8 chapters in with the last so until then I'll try my best to update quick.