A/N: Ladies! I'm glad that you like this story! I am having too much fun with this one.

All mistakes are my own.

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"Ana. Ana, honey?"

Snapping her attention from outside, she glanced at her father.

"I'm sorry, dad. What's wrong?"

Chuckling, the man shook his head. "I should be asking you that. Is everything alright? You've been in a daze ever since the holiday party last week."

It was true. Ever since her encounter with one Christian Grey, Ana has been plagued with sleepless nights. Their conversation although brief, was the most interesting part of her evening. It went without saying that the man was gorgeous. Insanely so. The mop of dark brown hair atop of his head, his tall, lean build. His angular face, full lips, enticing smile. The man was sex personified. But it was more than that. Call it foolish, but she did feel a connection with the man.

It couldn't go anywhere. She was engaged to be married, Ana thought.

"I'm alright. Just thinking about Jose."

Smiling, Ray stood from his desk.

"Ah. I can imagine the young senator has done something to put that star-struck look on your face. You don't have to tell me, I understand."

Oh, you have no idea dad, she thought wryly. Deciding to change the subject, Ana stood.

"Hey, dad. Do you have any business dealings with Christian Grey?" Nodding, he poured himself some water.

"Yes. He is a good businessman. Outside of work, he is what you would call a player."

Eyebrow raised, she waited for her father to continue. Seeing the look on his daughter's face he sighed.

"It's just that he always seems to have a new woman on his arm every month. Good family, hard-worker, but definitely a bachelor." Noticing his daughter's face, he came closer.

"Why? Did he approach you? Say the word and I can-"

Laughing, she patted her Ray's shoulder.

"Dad. I'm fine. I was just asking is all. I noticed that he and his company donated to your event last week."

Sighing in relief, he nodded.

"Yes. We have similar beliefs in bettering other nations. I for one, am glad that my beautiful daughter has chosen a man who is more settled. Calm, and ready to start a family. You tell that fiancé of yours that as long as he keeps you happy, he can count on my vote, this company, along with several high-clientele's backings. When are you bringing him by the house? I'd like to talk shop with him for a bit."

Refraining from rolling her eyes, she shrugged.

"I don't know. His schedule is very busy. He says that since he was seen with me, his popularity has gone up in droves."

"Well, that's the mark of a true senator. Getting out there and mingling with his constituents. Soon you'll be a senator's wife. Might as well get used to him being occupied."

I didn't count on sleepless nights, lack of attention, and fighting for his time. Kissing her father's cheek, she pointed behind herself to the door.

"I better get going. I've got a meeting downtown. Tell mom I said hi, and I'll see you both next week."

"Will do. Oh, and Annie?" Turning, she waited for her father to speak. "Have you given any thought about the foundation yet? You'd be a good fit." Pasting on a smile, she tilted her hand back and forth.

"Let me think about it some more dad."

"Alright."

It wasn't until she left his office did Ana feel that she could breathe a little easier.

Before she got into her car, she received a call from Jose.

"Hi."

"Hey, Ana! My love, I'm so sorry! It's been hectic these past weeks. I know I've been slacking when it comes to us."

No kidding Sherlock.

"Yes, you have."

"Ouch. Bonita, you wound me."

Rolling her eyes, she thanked her driver before sliding into the car.

"What's up?"

"I wanted to take you out to dinner tonight. Just you and me. no press, no people, nothing. We can talk, maybe get some ice cream."

"Catch a movie?" she asked, hope in her voice. Chuckling, he agreed.

"Of course. I want you to know that I love you, and care deeply for you. We will learn to find a balance."

Smiling, Ana leaned her head back on the seat. Maybe she was over-exaggerating. Jose was just a busy man trying to secure his seat.

"What time should I expect you?"

"I've already set reservations at the rose. 8pm. Just give them your name. Oh, and Ana? Wear something sexy for me, baby."

Giggling, she agreed. Hanging up, she shook her head.

Ana, don't be stupid. Jose loves you.

I was stupid, Ana thought morosely.

"Ma'am. Would you like to order something?"

Ana was embarrassed. She'd been waiting at the restaurant for Jose for an hour. She waited then called when she thought something was wrong. Only for him to say that he was still stuck in a meeting.

"Five more minutes?"

Nodding sympathetically, the waiter nodded before heading back to the kitchen. Ana perked up when her phone rang, relieved to see it was her fiancé.

"Jose, where are you? Did you finally get out of your meeting?"

"Ana, I'm sorry but I won't be able to make it. The meeting ran longer than I thought. We have to-"

Fed up with another excuse Ana cut him off.

"Save it. I've been waiting here for an hour, in a new dress, waiting for my fiancé to take me out. But, once again I've been stood up."

"Ana-"

Hanging up, she willed herself to not cry. She looked too good for that. Earlier, Ana went downtown to shop. Finding a small, yet fashionable boutique, she grabbed a halter dark blue sequined dress. It stopped mid-thigh, and she paired it with a strappy heeled sandal. Deciding to be bold, she left her hair down in big, full waves, and wore a burgundy red lipstick. She decided to forgo jewelry, save for her wedding band.

Which she was starting to want to take off.

"Miss. Are you ready to order?"

Clearing her throat, she nodded.

"Yes. And could you take away this place setting. It will be just me tonight."

Winking, the waiter pulled the stuff away before commenting.

"I hope I'm not too forward, but whoever stood you up is an idiot." Smiling for the first time since she arrived, she silently agreed.

"What are the specials?"

…

"Christian. Bro, are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?"

Focusing on Elliott, Christian tried to block out the wonderful, enticing Ana sitting several seats over. Alone. She looked as if she were waiting for someone-more like her fiancé- but after about an hour, he noted her furious conversation, and her sad countenance. It wasn't until the waiter pulled away the additional setting that he knew she was dining alone.

"Bro. I've been talking to you for the last thirty minutes. You haven't said a word. Is everything alright?"

Sighing, Christian decided to be honest. He knew his family would find out soon enough, so he stopped keeping secrets long ago.

"You see that woman near the window? The one alone in the blue dress?"

Turning slightly to the left, Elliott nodded.

"Yeah. She's beautiful. Do you know her?"

Nodding, he took a sip of his champagne.

"I do. You know Ray Steele? That's his daughter."

Eyes wide, Elliott gulped.

"That's his daughter? Wow. Next to you, the man is a business genius. Been trying to get my construction company to sign with him. Hoping that meeting goes well next week." Eyebrows creasing, Elliott glanced back at his brother.

"Isn't she engaged? To that senator guy?"

Snorting, Christian rolled his eyes.

"You could say that."

Seeing where this was going, Elliott shook his head.

"Christian. Don't do it, bro. She's engaged!" he hissed under his breath. Raising a brow, Christian sat back in his chair.

"And your point being?"

Running his hand through his blonde locks he sighed.

"She seems to be a nice woman. Very focused. Not someone to play games with."

"Who says I'm playing any games?"

"Are you?" he countered.

Deciding to be completely honest, Christian leaned forward.

"I'm not. She interests me, Elliott, and not in just a sexual way. I was able to speak with her at her father's annual holiday party. It was just different, is all."

To be honest, Elliott had never seen his brother like this. Sure, he'd had his share of fascination with women. But he never showed as much interest in them after he finished sleeping with them. Even before he took it to that stage, the couple that Elliott did meet, there seemed to be this bored look on Christian's face. But this wasn't the case. Elliott wanted to delve deeper, but his phone went off. He smirked when he read the text. Curious, Christian asked who was it.

"Oh, it's Kate. She's saying that Ava and Charlie made a mess all over the kitchen while she was writing in the office. Apparently, I'm needed at home."

Chuckling, Christian reached over and patted his brother's shoulder.

"You were the one who went and had twins."

"Don't hate me because my sperm is super."

Shuddering in revulsion, Christian told him to give Kate his best.

"I will. You'll be okay, here?"

"Yeah. Just going to make a few calls, then head home."

Elliott knew his brother would not be making calls.

Christian knew that Elliott knew that he would not be making calls.

Instead, he left Christian to his hunting.

"Alright, man. See you next week. At mom and dad's, right?"

"Yeah."

As soon as Elliott left, Christian waved over the waiter.

"Yes, sir?"

"You see that woman in the blue? Could you make sure to put her entire bill on my tab? Also, send her over a glass of your finest wine."

Smirking, Ana's same waiter mentally congratulated the businessman.

Another's man's trash, he thought with glee.

"Very good. And if the lady asks?"

Leaning back in his chair, he smiled.

"Let her know it's from me."

…..

"This steak is delicious. Thank you so much. Please give my compliments to the chef, Peter."

Ana later found out the waiter's name, and he'd been steadily blushing throughout the night. She was flattered that he, heck any man, seemed to think highly of her.

"I will let him know, miss." Pulling out a bottle of red wine, Ana quickly shook her head.

"Oh. I didn't order that."

"I know. This is complimentary. From the man in the back booth." Turning, Ana was about to thank the person, when she froze. Grinning, Christian held up his glass before giving her a wink. Blushing, she turned back around in her seat. Looking up at the waiter, she whispered.

"Has he been here all this evening?"

Wanting to offer the woman any information he had, he nodded.

"Yes. He's been here since 7:45. He met with his brother."

Afraid to ask, but knowing she needed to Ana said, "Is he expecting anyone else this evening?"

Knowing what Ana was asking he shook his head.

"No one."

Without giving it a second thought, Ana grabbed her wine glass, and headed over to his table. The closer she got, she could see the surprise on his face, before he stood. Meeting her halfway, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"Ana."

"Christian."

Pulling out her chair, he waited until she was seated before moving back to his own vacated spot.

"I know this goes without saying, but you look absolutely stunning this evening."

Blushing, she thanked him before taking another sip of the rich wine.

"This is delicious. Thank you, by the way. For the wine."

Shrugging, he took a sip out of his own glass. Settling into his chair, he studied his beautiful companion.

"What brings you out this evening?"

Glancing down at the table, she placed her hands on a napkin and began to unfold, and re-fold it in earnest.

"I was supposed to meet Jose here. He was an hour late, then he told me that he would be unable to come down tonight."

Jose is an absolute idiot, Christian thought in irritation. His silence, automatically made Ana shrug it off.

"I suppose it's no big deal. He's pushing through laws, and I'm sure a dinner wouldn't-"

"Ana." Christian said, gently halting her next words. Glancing up from her bangs, she spoke quietly.

"Yes?"

"It is a big deal. My father always taught me that a man should never renege on his promise. If he said he would meet you here at a certain time, then he should be here at said time. No excuses, no modifications."

Deflating a bit, she only nodded. Deciding to change the subject, she smiled up at him.

"How is everything? I admit to being curious of your work. What is it you do exactly?"

"Mainly mergers. I wanted to create a company that would help other businesses. I also have my hand in hunger initiative, and clean solar power energy."

"So, a philanthropist in a business suit?" Ana teased. Christian however was stunned. No one else seemed to get that he was trying to help make the world a better place. He knew he was adopted, but his mother died from not having enough money, and later drug addiction. If he could help another child avoid that, he would. It just turned out that his idea, also made him millions in profit.

"I try. I want to help. That's always been my goal."

Crossing her legs, she studied him as well.

"I suppose you are a busy man as well?"

Leaning forward, his voice deepened.

"Not for pleasurable pursuits."

Blushing at the implication of his statement, Ana took another sip of her wine instead of answering.

Change the subject!

"My father approached me, again. With the whole run the organization. I told him that I would think about it. I think he was surprised at my answer."

Christian was also surprised. Was it because of what he said?

"I see you've taken our conversation to heart."

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she agreed.

"You could say that. I think more than anything, you helped me to voice what I've wanted to do all along. I think I want to start something in art. I don't know how I'll do it, but I know I should probably look into that. But, I don't know. It sounds so sudden-"

Without giving it much thought, Christian reached over and gently took her hand in his own.

"Ana. It's not too soon. People thought I was crazy for dropping out of school my second year at an Ivy League. Even my parents thought I'd gone mental. But I knew in my heart what was right for me. You know what you need to do."

…

After sharing a decadent dessert of chocolate cheesecake, Christian asked if Ana would walk with him outside.

"I know it's chilly, but I love to walk at night. The city seems both alive and sleepy."

Placing her hand over his, she smiled.

"I love walking at night too."

And so, they left. Their waiter smiled at both of them before they left. Helping Ana slide into her coat, then his own, they were on their way. When they had got about two blocks down from the restaurant, Christian tilted his head to the candy shop.

"Hey? Have you ever had white chocolate bark?"

Shaking her head, Ana giggled when he pulled her close behind him into a small, antique candy shop. She was surprised when the older woman knew who Christian was and instantly came from around the corner to pinch his cheeks. They spoke for a brief moment in French before he turned to Ana.

"This is Ana. She's my companion for the evening."

Smiling, the gray-haired lady reached up and patted her cheek. She shouted something to Christian, and he laughed, before responding in kind. When she left, Ana turned to him.

"I see you come here often?" Blushing, he nodded.

"I love chocolate. I've been coming here since I was a teenager." Christian had never brought another person here before, and he didn't understand it, but he knew that Ana was the only person he could see coming with him. Not two minutes later, the woman came from the back with two bags. After paying, they two waved good byes before stepping back into the night air. Leaning against the side of the building, he opened his bag, and pulled out a medium square piece of chocolate. Breaking it off, he smiled at her.

"Taste."

Locking eyes with him, she opened her mouth slowly. Sliding the piece of chocolate in between her lips, Ana licked the melted chocolate off her lips before moaning at the taste.

"This is really good, Christian," she spoke softly. Christian however was focused on Ana's lips as she chewed and swallowed the thick piece of candy. Taking the bag from his hand, she pulled out a piece, and fed him some.

"Taste," she parroted back at him. Raising a brow, he opened his mouth, as if in a silent dare. Unwilling to back down, she slid the piece in between his lips, watching as he chewed and savored the candy in his mouth. Pulling away her hand, she gasped when he grabbed her wrist, and pulled her body close to his. Ana had to hold back the moan of satisfaction of how hard his body felt against hers. She could see the raw want in his eyes, and was ashamed to admit she'd never seen that look directed at her.

"Christian," she started.

"I bet this candy would taste even better off your lips." Not waiting for a reply, Christian sealed his lips over Ana's, moaning at how soft and plump her lips were, and how right it all felt. Sagging into his embrace, Ana whimpered when his tongue began licking at her lips, silently asking for entry. Unable to deny the charismatic man, she opened willingly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulled her body even closer. Ana loved how he smelled. It was a touch of musk, an earthy scent, and something else. Something she couldn't quite name. she just knew that it was uniquely him.

Meanwhile, Christian was running his hands over her back, and resting them on her hips. He had never tasted a woman such as Ana, and he didn't think he ever would. She was different, and everything he wanted. He didn't know what he was missing until his lips touched hers. Needing to breathe, Ana pulled away gasping when his lips trailed her neck, and back to her lips.

"Christian," she whispered, as he ran his hands over her backside.

"Christian," she groaned as his hands cupped her face, angling her neck so that he could move lower.

"Christian," she gasped as his tongue licked at the sensitive spot behind her ear.

Ana was going crazy with want, and that was something she'd never felt with Jose.

Jose.

Jose Rodriguez.

Her fiancé.

And just like that, it was as if a bucket of cold water was thrown over Ana's head. Stepping back, she shook her head as if to clear it.

What was she doing? She was engaged, to a senator, kissing another man outside in public. Her father was CEO and owner of Steele Enterprises. She couldn't be seen out like this!

"Ana."

Glancing up, she looked into his worried, yet warm gaze. Suddenly, Ana felt tears coming to her eyes. She should have never encouraged this. She wasn't a cheater.

She wasn't her mom.

"I'm sorry. This was a mistake. I should not be here with you, right now."

"Ana. Wait, I-"

Walking to the edge of the street, she flagged down a cab, glad that it stopped for her. Before she could open the door, Christian blocked her hand.

"Ana, wait. You don't have to go."

Glancing up at him, she whispered.

"I do. This can't happen, Christian. It just can't."

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