*I do not own the characters. All characters belong to E.L James*

Hello again, here is chapter two. Hopefully I can get 3,4 and 5 done for you tonight so that you have something to actually read. Make sure that you review. And here goes nothing

Chapter 2:He Will See You

Ok you can do this. Walk in there with your head held high, your chest out and your business plan ready to go.

My thoughts are interrupted by the dinging noise that lets me know that I have made it to the 20th floor. Once I exit the elevator I am greeted once again by a lobby that looks very similar to the one on the ground floor with another platinum blond sitting behind the desk. What is with this company and its army of blonds? Once Blond beauty number two lifts her head from the screen in front of her she says "Ms. Steele?"

"Uhhh, yes that would be me." I reply shyly.

"Mr. Grey will see you now; you can walk straight through the double doors straight ahead." She says while gesturing for me to walk towards the silver double doors at the end of the hall.

Holy Shit. This moment is finally here. I begin attempting to make my way gracefully towards to large silver doors. Once I make my way through the lobby and begin to push the door open, the first thing that I am seeing is the same very sterile black ,white, grey and silver furnishing that I have been greeted with every time I enter a new space in this building. When I begin to look around, I realize that there is no one sitting at the actual desk. I thought that he was ready to see me? But I guess that gives me more time to relax and calm myself. I mean I know my presentation from the back of my hand. When I keep looking around I notice that although this office is the same in structure as majority of the spaces that I have seen; it differs slightly by the vibrantly colorful artwork that is displayed on its on the walls. Clearly all of them are abstract but the many different shades of reds are calling out with me. Some can find the use of these reds to be kind of threatening, but for some reason they feel oddly… comfortable. Once again my thoughts are interrupted by a noise, but this time my focus is broken by someone clearing their throat. When I finally avert my eyes to the direction that the noise came from.

"Hello Ms. Steele, are you ready to begin this interview process?."

Holy shit he's hot. If Logan were not in the picture I would be utterly swoon. It should be dangerous to look that good. His build is tall and fit. He's wearing a dark black fitted suit with a very crisp white button down, slim grey tie and copper locks slightly gelled to perfection but with the right about of flare that still allows his hair to curl naturally on its own. The thing that I find most striking about his physique is his piercing grey orb. Oh my God his eyes, grey embers that look at you with such certainty and control that it makes me slightly uncomfortable but slightly intrigued at the same time.

"Ms. Steele?" He says while throwing me a questioning glance.

Oh shit, I've been too busy breaking down all of the beautiful attributes of this man, that I have failed to realize that I haven't even responded or moved at all.

"Uhh Yes, sorry about that." I say as I begin to clear my throat.

"I think we can do the interview over here on the couches so that we are comfortable, or would you rather we sit at my desk?"

"Oh um, the couch is will be fine" I say as I stare into his grey orbs.

He then starts to walk over towards the couches where we will conduct the interview. As I am making my way towards the couches my clumsy nature goes into full effect and I fall straight on the ground while trying to make my way. Shit. I curse under my breath as I try and pick up what is left of my pride and my body off the ground.

The next thing I know, is that I am feeling a jolt of electricity run through my arm and I am being lifted off the ground. When I look up I am again met with the stormy grey eyes of Mr. Grey. I think he also starts to feel the effects from the power of electricity surging through my arm when we both gasp. He immediately lets me go and gives me this charming yet smug smirk while saying "you alright there?" I continue to stare at him in utter shock and disbelief. Smug bastard knows he's got it bad. I should be illegal to be that hot. After gathering myself together and smoothing over my skirt, I reply "Yes I am fine thank you. Uh I guess we should get started now. Well this is going just well isn't it.

When we finally make the trip to the couch safely; I begin presenting my business plan for the opening of a publishing house under the eyes of GEH.

"Well , as you probably know, reading is essential to everyday activities; which is why I think that GEH should consider going into the area of publishing. When we are as young as children, reading becomes a daily routine in our lives. What actually inspired me to love reading so much was the ability that reading has to create worlds and paint pictures by using imaginations daily. By reading people can increase their vocabulary, find a hobby, a profession, a love and can become better communicators. Reading is also needed for the base of education. We learn how to write through reading, become better speakers through enhancing our vocabulary, and become better thinkers through reading, which is why GEH should open a publishing house. By opening up a publishing house here in Seattle, we can help people of many ages all over the city".

"And how will this benefit my company?"

"Well currently books are needed for almost anything. A book can be for pleasure, for business, for learning and as gifts and so on and so forth. My plan is that we have different departments which all specialize in different types of books to create the most profitable income. I also think that it would be wise for the publishing company to also expand its horizons to the possibility of using e-books because in the society that we are currently living in; technology is what runs the world. Even though technology has replaced some of the everyday things that we would do it has not taken away from the amount that people read books. If anything it has probably increased the amount of book reading that happens around the world. Considering eBooks as an opportunity to gain profits." I state confidently.

"Which genre of books are you looking to get into?"

"Well really it's not so much the genre but we can have all types but mostly there just need to be departments that focus of the age groups. So hopefully a young adults, readers of all ages, children's, and educational are what I believe would be best for the company that is starting off."

"Hmmm. I can see how that makes sense"

Oh thank God, I let out the breath of air that I didn't even realize that I was holding.

"Thank you."

Subconsciously I begin biting my lip as the silence grows, waiting for what else there is that he wants to say

"Do people always make you this nervous?" He asks while slightly cocking his head to the side.

Wait huh?!

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I don't know it appears that I make you nervous seeing how you keep on biting your lip, blushing, and need I mention the slip up coming in to my office."

My subconscious is putting on her boxing gloves preparing for the throw down to begin. Is he seriously going there right now? Like how does he do that? Just because he's rich and everybody bows down to him doesn't give him the right to make me feel completely uncomfortable.

"Seeing how I am currently in an interview that can decide many important aspects of my future yes, I am slightly nervous for the outcome of this interview." I snap. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

He begins to chuckle, the good looking bastard is beginning to chuckle at the fact that his attractiveness and intensity is distracting. Isn't that just awesome?

"Well Ms. Steele is see how that can be fitting in the today's circumstances." He replies smugly.

"Yes very fitting." I start rolling my eyes and I am interrupted by a sharp intake of breath coming from the couch that his opposite of me. When I look up I see that he is staring at me with a very intense gaze that I myself don't even know how to interpret. He opens his mouth as if her were ready to say something and then quickly closes it. When he opens his mouth for a second time after clearing his throat he says

"Well, it seems that you have made your point, you can now continue with your presentation on a publishing house." I nod at his admission and then continue to make my point. For about 30 minutes we go into the numbers, application process, and logistics and now we are finally coming to a close with this interview. Or so I believed we were.

"Thank you Ms. Steele for your presentation and cooperation throughout this interview." Thank God, I can finally get home to my good looking but well-mannered boyfriend. "Now that we are finished with the completely business side of the interview we can get started on the personal."

"Um ok." I reply while attempting to sound nonchalant.

"I am going to give you a sheet for you to fill out regarding your personal information and everything else will be handled by my personal security staff. But other than that I want to know if there is anything that you think that I should know about regarding your personal life that could possibly interfere in any way that is positive or negative with your work experience for my company."

"Well I could say school, but I am graduating in a month so I don't think that could be a possibility for too much longer. And I have my dad but he has never interfered with my work or education thus far. And I also have my boyfriend Logan but I don't see how he would be a problem?"

"School, father and boyfriend you say?" He says while raising an eyebrow at me. What? I think those are pretty usual things in someone's life.

"Yes those are the three things."

He writes those down on a sheet of paper and then begins to nod his head up and down.

"Ok Ms. Steele thank you for your time. This concludes our interview for the internship opportunity. You should be receiving a response on the status of your internship here. Until then have a goodnight." He says somewhat coldly. Thank God this interview is over. Not only is he arrogant, but I have been shitting bricks this entire time trying to go back and forth between how I feel that this is going. I stand up and start to make my way to exiting his office when I realize that he is gathering his briefcase and walking towards the exit as well.