HI GUYS
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CHRISTIANS POV
Why do people think they can get away with this shit? To say I'm fuming is a fucking understatement! I have just landed Charlie Tango on the roof of Grey House after coming back from a pointless meeting in Portland. The owner of the company I am trying to buy down there was lying to me about how much the yearly turn over is. Lying to me to get a better price is a big fucking No No in my world! So now he has fucked himself because instead of taking my more than generous offer, I am now moving for a hostel takeover.
I get off the elevator and go to tell Andrea to get me Ros but to my utter annoyance she is not at her desk.
I yank the knot of my tie a little loser and go to reach for the handle of my office but the door is yanked open and instead of grabbing the door handle I grab someone's midriff! Before I can comprehend what is happening I feel hands tighten on my lapels and I am pulled down on top of something soft. I look down and all I see is a mass of brunette hair and the most beautiful face I have ever seen. For a split second, right before I realise I've never seen her before, I fear that it's one of my ex subs, but when she opens her eyes and I see the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen I think of one word. Mine.
What the fuck? I get angry with myself and I see that she looks scared. Then I realise I'm still on top of her! I can feel her heart beat and I have no doubt that she can feel mine. Get up, Grey!
I leap to my feet and in a very un-gentlemanly move, I step over her and don't offer my assistance. I watch as she makes her way slowly to her feet and I have to stand behind my desk when I see her full body because I get an instant erection.
"I'm so sorry, Sir" my dick has never been this hard! I try, I really do try not to scream but the monster in me rears it's ugly head and I explode!
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY OFFICE?" I roar and she flinches which makes me feel like shit.
"I..I...my name is Ana Steele, I'm your new assistant PA" she stammers and my heart stops.
She will be working with me, every single day? My dick will fall off! No no no, she needs to go! Like now. Before I can tell her she is fired, Andrea walks through the door with some files in her hand. Unaware of what has just happened, she starts talking to me like normal.
"Good afternoon, Sir. I see you have met Anastasia?" Anastasia, beautiful name for a beautiful girl "it's so nice to have an assistant that actually knows what she is doing, she figured out the scanner that has eluded me for 3 years now in ten minutes" she chuckles.
"Miss Steele, would you give Andrea and myself a moment please" I say calmly and she gives a small smile and leave the room closing the door with a soft click.
I sit down in my chair and I will my erection down but it's pointless. I motion Andrea to sit and she takes a seat on the other side of my desk.
"Explain Miss Steele to me" I bark and she looks confused.
"Well, after you fired Olivia you said to get you another assistant and Miss Steele seemed perfect on paper and even though she has only been here a few hours she has proved that she was a fantastic hire, sir"
"She's brunette" I say before I can stop myself. Shit I could get in trouble for discrimination With that remark. Andrea looks at me with a glare and I actually feel chastised.
"I'm aware of her hair colour, sir, but I fail to see how that will affect her performance"
"I know that, it was just a...shock"
"Why?"
"Personal reasons. If you like her then I will give her a chance but one fuck up and she is out. I want her background check emailed to me as soon as you leave this room. Also call Ros and tell her that Harrison Engineers is now a hostile takeover, take no prisoners" I say and then dismiss her.
Take no prisoners is what I say to Ros when I mean, I want it and I want it now.
I look down at the bulge in my pants and I try to think off things that normally make me lose my erection. Elliott in a mankini, a naked 100 year old, having sex with Elena...that one makes it deflate like a balloon but then I think of how soft Miss Steele felt underneath me and it's back even harder than before. Fuck!
I stand up and make my way to my private bathroom and lock the door. I lower my pants and boxers and release my dick before I take it in hand. I start stroking myself like a fucking teenager while I try everything to Not picture my new assistant but it's no good. In the space of thirty seconds I envision fucking her on my desk, couch, floor, my bed, in my shower, on the kitchen table, in my car and finally fucking her in a elevator which is what makes me cum with a roar. Fuck I hope no one heard that!
I clean myself up and then straighten my clothes and then I get really mad at myself when I realise my hard on is still there! What the fuck! Control Grey! You're a twenty seven year old for fuck sake! Not a 14 year old!
I sit back at my desk and then I remember that not once during my...self pleasure, did I picture Miss Steele in the playroom. Strange. Each and every time I have Jacked off since I became a Dom I have pictured women tied up, spread eagle in the playroom. Never have I Ever thought about a woman in my shower, or on my desk and what the fuck was all that about with my bed? I don't want a woman in my bed!
What the fuck is the woman doing to me?
My email pings and I eagerly open the email from Andrea with all of Miss Steele's information.
NAME: Anastasia Rose Steele
DATE OF BIRTH: September 10th 1989
ADDRESS: Shelby Apartments 2201 4th Avenue #100 Seattle, Washington
SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER: 223365765
BANK ACCOUNT DETAILS: First Bank of Washington Account Number: 33-23-21
ACCOUNT BALANCE: $439.83
MOTHER: Carla May Adams.
Married to Robert "Bob" Adams. Widowed to Franklin Lambert. Divorced from Raymond Steele and Stephen Morton (Dates attached)
FATHER: Raymond David Steele (Adopted father from age 2)
Divorced from Carla May Adams
BIOLOGICAL FATHER: Franklin Fredrick Lambert (Deceased)
EDUCATION: WSU, Vancouver. 4.0GPA Major, English literature
EMPLOYMENT: Clayton's Hardware (Part time while in college)
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: None Found
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: None Found
NOTES: Room mate to Katherine Agnes Kavanugh, Daughter of Richard Kavanugh CEO Kavanugh Media Inc
How the fuck can a person survive with less than $500 dollars? What about her rent? food? Living expenses? And what the fuck is this shit about her roommate being Katherine Kavanugh?
I need to know more.
"Andrea, send Miss Steele in please" I say into my speaker and less than thirty seconds later this brunette little goddess walks in.
"You wanted to see me, Sir?" And there's that hard on again!
"Take a seat Miss Steele. I thought we should get to know each other a little better seeing as we will be working closely to each other" I say it smoothly but inside I'm like a little boy excited about a new toy. She's not a toy, Grey! She takes a seat and softly folds her hands in her lap?
"So Miss Steele, tell me more about yourself" she looks nervous and usually I get a kick out if this shit but with her, it's different.
"Well, I just graduated from WSU, I am a only child, my mother lives in Georgia and my father lives in Montesano. I love books and hiking and...wellll, that's it I suppose" she shrugs and blushes. And hiking? She doesn't look like much of a hiker.
"You like hiking?"
"I never used too. I was completely anti exercise for about 5 years but my friend from college, Jose, is a photographer and he used to make me go with him while he shot Mount Rainer or the countryside and the more I went, the more I liked it. I've tried to get my room mate to go but she is the most un-outdoors person on the planet"
"Ah yes, The tenacious Miss Kavanugh, correct?"
"Yes Sir...um without sounding really unprofessional but have you spoken to your brother in the last week or so?" What the fuck does she want to know about Elliott for? Please please please don't let her have fucked him! Why am I bothered about who she has fucked?
"No I haven't spoken to him, Why?"
"Well, I read in my contract that there was a "no fraternising with any members of the Grey Family"'clause and well" please don't say you hook up with him, please! "Him and Kate are kinda...well they are dating and I don't want to get in Trouble or lose my job because Elliott is practically living with us at the moment and I went clubbing with both him and your sister a few days back"
Shit just got complicated! My subs don't meet my family. She's not your sub, asshole. Yeah but she may well be in future. We don't fuck the staff Grey, Remember? Stupid fucking Rule!
"So you have met both my brother and sister? And you have been clubbing with them?" She bites her lip and nods slowly and I almost cum. Holy fuck the lip! Where did that come from?
"My brother dances like a monkey on speed doesn't he?" I grin and she giggles. My black heart that I thought had died a long long time ago gives a small beat of life. This woman will be the death of me!
"Normally I would try to defend my friends but in this case you're right, he does" she laughs and I find myself smiling. We talk and talk and I tell her how I started GEH and a little about what I like, minus the whips and chains and before I know it two hours have gone by and it's five o'clock. Holy shit we have talked for two hours!
"Well Miss Steele, welcome to Grey Enterprise Holdings" I hold my hand out to her and when her small soft hand slips into mine I feel a jolt of electricity. She must feel it to because she frowns and then slowly let's go of my hand.
"Thank you Mr Grey" she smiles sweetly and then leaves my office. I sit back in my chair and think of everything that has happened today and how I feel about it all.
I'm attracted to her, very attracted. She's sweet and kind and she has the air of innocence about her. She's met half my family and she's just a good all round wholesome small town girl in a big city. And then there's me. A cold, brutal, vicious, Dominant who finds pleasure in making little girls like her scream. I enjoyed this afternoon getting to know her but that is where it must end. A person like me would only destroy a person like her. I sigh and wallow in my little pit of self pity for the next half hour while I finish some papers. I buzz Andrea and tell her that her and Miss Steele can take off for the night.
I wish I was a normal twenty seven year old who could just ask out a girl, take her on a few dates and introduce her to my family but thanks to my birth mother I'm just a fucked up son of a crack whore who has nothing more to offer a woman than a big dick a few dollars.
I need a sub. I need to get my head back on straight. If I have to interact with Miss Steele from here on in I'm going to need constant release and my hand just won't cut it. I pull out my cell phone an pull up Elena's number. My thumb hovers over it for a full five minutes before I finally press the call button. I don't know why I hesitated but it has pissed me off that I did.
"Christian darling, it's been too long" god her voice is annoying
"Hello Elena, I'll cut to the chase because I have to be on a call in five minutes" total lie "I need a sub and I need her fast"
"Darling I have just the girl in mind. Hardly any limits, long brown hair, nice tits and a ass that won't quit" she laughs and it makes me want to vomit.
"How soon can you bring her to Escala?"
"I can have her waiting in your playroom tonight at 8pm. I'll have her sign the NDA and leave it on your desk and if you want to contract her, you can sign it after you have played"
"Tonight is fine, makes sure she signs the NDA and I'll call you in the morning" I hang up without a goodbye and toss my phone on my desk feeling disgusted with myself.
Why do I feel like this? I've done this for 6 years and not once have I ever doubted myself. Until now. I push all those thoughts to the back of my head and then finish up my work.
It's rare that I make this type of arrangement with Elena. Normally all meetings with new subs are planned out carefully. I vet them, find out their limits and then sign a contract. Only three times before have I ever had a sub waiting for me with just an NDA signed. All three times were when I have just got back from a long over seas business trip.
I text Taylor that I want to go home and I meet him in the garage. I get in the back of the SUV just as Elena texts me.
She's all set up and ready to go. Enjoy. E x
This makes me feel some what calmer. Just knowing that I will be able to gain some control soon puts a little smile on my face. When we get to Escala I tell Taylor I won't need him for the rest of the evening.
I walk into my bedroom and shed my suit. I grab my playroom jeans and make my way up to the playroom. As soon as I open the door, a calmness washes over me.
This is where I am in control!
I don't even look at the girl on her knees by the bed. Shit I don't even know her name! I walk straight over to the rack of canes and pick my favourite. I swish it around a little and then turn to the girl.
The second I look at her I feel absolutely disgusted with my self. What the fuck is wrong with me? This is how I relax? THIS? Why can't I go to a bar and have a drink like a normal person? I can't do this.
"Stand up and put your clothes back on" I say gently and like the good sub I am sure she is, she does it without question. When she is fully dressed she just stands there looking at the floor.
"I'm sorry to mess you around but I don't want this" I say and she looks up at me. She's a pretty girl. Long brown hair and big brown eyes but she's just not what I want.
"Did I do something wrong, sir?"
"No you did noting wrong Miss...?"
"Hill, Sir, Charmaine Hill"
"Miss Hill. I've just had a sudden change of heart and I think I need to reevaluate a few things" she smiles and then I see when she switches out of Sub mode and into normal mode.
"You're not the first person in the lifestyle to have this type of, for lack of a better phrase "come to Jesus moment". It was nice meeting you and I can see myself out" she turns and leaves shutting the door behind her.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I should be balls deep by now. I sit down on the chesterfield couch and look around. This room looks like a torture chamber. How have I never noticed this before? The only two things that are semi normal are the bed and the couch and even both of them have restraints on them. On the wall I have a cross with shackles on the bottom and top. On the roof I have a metal grid with a dozen different chains hanging from it and in the corner is a bondage horse and spanking bench. How can I ever get a girl like Anastasia with this stuff? Whoa! Where the fuck did that come from? What the fuck is this girl doing to me? I've known her less than a day and I want to get rid of everything that makes me, me? I don't fucking think so!
I walk out the playroom and lock the door behind me. I re-heat my dinner that Gail left me and I respond to a few emails. The silence in this apartment is deafening. I guarantee that if I were to phone Elliott right now he would either be out with friends or with his new fling, namely Miss Kavanugh. If I called Mia right now she would be with friends having a meal or going dancing. If I called Anastasia now she would be...well I don't know what she would be doing but I'm sure it's more fun that what I am doing. I wonder if she is with a man? Some unknown emotion over takes me and I slam my fist onto the table. she better not be with a fucking man! I need to de-stress and now. I text Taylor that I am going for a run and I don't want any company.
I usually take him but it's after nine at night, we have no active threats and the way I feel at the moment, I could rip someone limb from limb. I change into a pair of grey sweats, a hoody and a tank top and lace up my new sneakers and then head out.
I run a good four miles before I turn back and head for home. While I am running down forth avenue Anastasia's background check flashes through my mind. She lives around here, doesn't she? What was it called? Shelly apartments? Sheezy homes? Just as I think this I look up at and see a colourful building with a sign that says "The Shelby" that's it! I don't know why but I put my hood up. I don't want Anastasia looking out of her window and seeing me. She would think I was some sort of peeping tom. I look at all the apartments and wonder which one is hers. I'm there for about ten minutes when I see a familiar pick up pull into one of the spots outside the building.
My brothers truck was a gift I gave him for his last birthday. It's a new Chevrolet Silverado in midnight black. He screamed like a girl when I gave it to him. I watch as he gets out of the drivers side and the back door opens and a blond guy gets out. They both head around the truck and open the other doors. My brother assist Miss Kavanaugh while trying to grope her which is making her laugh and the blond guy reaches in his hand and out comes Anastasia.
The sudden urge to go over and break the fingers he has on her is overwhelming but I just about stop myself. He leans in again and I watch as my sister gets out and gives him a small kiss on the corner of his mouth. What The Fuck! My sister is dating? Why didn't she tell me? And who the fuck is this prick?
I watch with anger as he flings a arm around Mia's shoulders and then one over Anastasia's and leads them into the lobby leaving me once again alone. Why wasn't i invited tonight? My brother and sister always invite me places. But you never accept do you Grey? No, I don't. I always turned Elliott down all those times he invited me to a bar or a baseball game and all those times Mia invited me shopping. Well I still probably wouldn't go shopping with her because my sister can shop for days!
I walk back to Escala slowly. What's the rush to get back? Work? That's all I have is fucking work! At least tomorrow I will get to see Anastasia.
I can't believe how much time I took on my outfit this morning! I changed twice! I'm wearing my hand made Italian gray three piece suit with black tie and I have paired it with my two tone Italian leather shoes. My hair is tamed-ish and I have made extra sure that all my accessories match. I'm wearing my diamond Incrusted Rolex cuff links that Mia got me for Christmas and the matching watch that my parents gave me.
I stride through the lobby of Grey House and I can't help but notice that a few of the ladies have stopped to stare at me. Right reaction, wrong females. I get into my private elevator and head on up to the twentieth floor. When the doors open I almost trip because my step falters when I see Anastasia. She's wearing a simple black skirt with a white shirt and red shoes but somehow she makes it look like the best outfit in the world. Get your shit together Grey! No fucking the staff, remember? Damn I hate my stupid rules sometimes.
"Good morning Mr Grey" she chirps and hands me a coffee in one hand a some papers in the other.
"Good morning Miss Steele, any messages?" I ask as I walk into my office and take a seat behind my desk and she follows me in, standing at the edge of my desk with a stack of post it's and note pad and pen. She's so efficient.
"Yes sir, Miss Bailey called and said that she needs twenty minutes of your time today regarding Harrison Engineers, I saw you had thirty minutes free at 11am so I scheduled it in" she looks up and bites her lip which almost undoes me but I just nod telling her she did the right thing and she continues.
"Mr Simons from the legal department has the documents you requested ready for you to sign...Mr Welch told me to tell you, and I quote "new systems ready" he said you would know what that means?" She looks up again with those big baby blues and I nod.
"That's pretty much it, all the other messages I have dealt with, oh there was a few calls that I think are of a personal nature because she wouldn't give me a business name, let me see here" she flips through her little pad and chews her lip. Adorable as fuck.
"ah here it is, a Elena Lincoln has called you seven times already this morning and when she demanded I put her through to you she got quite...um, mad, when I said you were not in yet" she looks up and she must see the fury in my eyes because she actually gulps.
"You say she got mad? What did she say to you?" I whisper in a soft voice. I am trying to remain calm but I swear if she has upset Anastasia I will rip her head off.
"Um, well she said...a lot of thing, Sir. Mostly profanities and then she asked if I had any idea who she was, I said no and then she hung up...should I have known who she is sir?" She looks worried, like she has done something wrong so I quickly reassure her.
"No Anastasia, she is no one important but she likes to think she is. Don't bother putting her calls through to me. If it's important she has my cell number"
"it's Ana"
"Huh?"
"My name, you called me Anastasia, it reminds me of when I was a school girl and my parents would tell me off, everyone I know calls me Ana" she smiles
"Ana it is then" I smile and she leaves my office and I can't help but check out her ass.
I am going to be in so much trouble because of this girl!