The irony of 50 Shades fanfiction is certainly not lost on me... however, use what you can, right? :)
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning when I got to work, my body was deliciously sore and I couldn't keep the smile off my face. Though our reunion last night hadn't been as much as Christian and I were hoping for, it was still quite rigorous and exhausting. I'd almost slept through my alarm the next morning and when I had finally dragged myself out of bed; Christian had cornered me in the shower. It had been a blissful morning.
Now though, I was running late to work, but even my usual need for punctuality was all right with my excuses.
"Good morning." I sang to everyone I passed through the office. Hannah looked up at me from her desk and smiled.
"Mr. Grey made it back safely?" She asked smiling. I blushed and nodded taking the cup of tea she held out to me.
"Yes he did. Thank you." I said grinning. "When is my first appointment today?" I asked.
"Ten with Mrs. Sanders." Hannah said glancing at the computer. I nodded.
"Thanks Hannah." I said slipping into my office and sipping the tea. I headed to my desk and flicked on the computer. Immediately it pinged, telling me a I had an email.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Lunch
Date: May 6, 2028 9:33 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
My Dearest Mrs. Grey,
I hope you had a good morning. I certainly did.
Would you be available for lunch today with your stuffy old husband?
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
I smiled to myself as I read his email.
From: Anastasia Grey
Subject: Too Exhausted To Eat
Date: May 6, 2028 9:36 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
My Dearest Mr. Grey,
My morning is not yet nearly over. Though I can tell you with certainty, my morning started perfectly.
I may have to decline your offer for lunch as I have a husband who is much too Athletic for me and I may have to get in an emergency session with my personal trainer.
Anastasia Grey
Very sore CEO, Grey Publishing
I smiled and turned to my growing inbox. A ping alerted me of another email.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: I Wasn't Talking About Food
Date: May 6, 2028 9:38 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
Mrs. Grey,
I believe that your athletic husband is only in as good physical shape as he is to keep up with you.
Come have lunch with me and we can work out together. ;)
Christian Grey
Desperate to see his wife CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
I laughed despite myself and responded.
From: Anastasia Grey
Subject: You Are Insatiable
Date: May 6, 2028 9:40 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
Mr. Grey,
Are you flirting with me?
Anastasia Grey
Desperate to see her husband CEO, Grey Publishing
His response was immediate.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: We Both Are Insatiable
Date: May 6, 2028 9:41 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
Mrs. Grey,
Yes.
Please skip the trainer. I've very much missed you.
Christian Grey
Sappy CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
My smile threatened to break my face in half. I laughed and sent him a quick response.
From: Anastasia Grey
Subject: Fair Point, Well Made
Date: May 6, 2028 9:43 AM
To: Anastasia Grey
Mr. Grey,
Of course I'll have lunch with you. How about I meet you at your office and we can go from there? 12?
Now stop pestering me so I can get work done.
I love you.
Anastasia Grey
Very much in love CEO, Grey Publishing
I shut down my email so I couldn't get farther distracted. Hannah knocked on my door and I looked up at her.
"Ana, you have a meeting in a few minutes." She reminded me. I nodded standing from my desk.
"Right, thanks Hannah."
The morning passed slowly, much to my aggravation, and by the time 11:40 came around I practically ran out of the office, Sawyer right on my heals.
We headed down to the lobby and I started out to my car when I realized I'd left my phone upstairs.
"Luke, I'm an idiot and left my phone upstairs. Go ahead and wait in the car, I'll just be a minute." I said running back into the office. He nodded and headed toward the black SUV parked next to my Audi. I went up to my office, impatient with the slow elevator then practically ran to my office. Hannah looked up at me in surprise.
"Left my phone." I mumbled. She nodded and I went in and grabbed it off my desk before dashing out again. "See you later Hannah!" I called. She waved to me as I headed back down to the lobby.
I was just stepping out of the elevator when a small slender girl with soft brown hair stepped toward me.
"Mrs. Grey?" She asked. I stopped mid walk and looked at her. She looked so young, possibly early twenties.
"Yes?" I asked frowning. I was impatient to be back with my husband for round three of our reunion, and maybe, at some point we'd even eat lunch as well.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you like this. My name Is Katarina Reid. I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time." She said squaring her shoulders and giving me a tight smile. She seemed incredibly familiar, though I was sure I had never seen her before.
"I'm sorry, I'm running a bit late for an appointment," I said glancing at the doors.
"I'm sorry to hassle you, really I am, but it's really important." She said giving me a steady stare. I looked back at her and took her in. She was in a pair of jeans that looked dirty and too big for her, and a ratty old sweater that looked like it had been through hell. She didn't look well groomed, though I suspected she made her best effort to appear as though she was.
I sighed and looked into her hazel eyes. They were scared, the complete opposite of her body language. I frowned, thrown off by the brief flash of vulnerability I had seen. "Are you alright?" I asked quietly. She ignored my question.
"I'm sorry to pounce on you like this. I tried contacting Mr. Grey at his office, but they wouldn't let me see him." She explained quietly, her tone clipped and formal. I stared at her in alarm. Who was this girl? She was too young to be an ex sub. A stalker maybe? "I need his help. Your help Mrs. Grey. I know it's asking a lot since you don't know me, but," She paused and shivered, looking around the lobby. I frowned and took a step closer to her.
"What is it that you need?" I asked.
"It's my father. He's after me, out for blood. This was the only place I could run." She said quietly.
"Why us though?" I asked, trying desperately to put the pieces together. Katarina sighed and ran a hand through her disheveled hair. She gave me a look that was complicated and much too in depth for me to understand and I gasped. There was only one other person I knew that had that look.
"I'm your husbands sister."
The words didn't surprise me, though I'm sure they should have. I could see it now so clearly. The way she walked, held herself. The intensity of her eyes and even the way she spoke. She had to be Christian's sister. There was no other explanation for it.
"I didn't want to drop a bomb on you like this, but I can see you're busy. I'm staying at this hotel just outside of town. Here is my number. Please don't make up your mind about me before I can explain this all to you." She whispered urgently. I took the piece of paper she held out to me. "I know you'll probably tell your husband and that's fine. I'm not looking for any free hand outs. I just need help and he is literally the last person I have left in this world." She said quietly. "Thank you for listening to me Mrs. Grey, I'm sorry to have interrupted you." And with that she turned and left, just as quick as she'd come.
I stared at the slip in my hand for ages until I felt Luke walk up behind me.
"Ana is everything okay? It's 11:57." He said quietly. I gathered myself together and nodded at him.
"I'm fine Luke, though would you mind driving me?" I asked. He nodded.
"Of course."
...
When I got to Christian's office, he was pacing around, his phone in his hand. I opened the door to his office and he looked up at me with relief. He was trying not to overreact to my tardiness and I loved him for it.
"There you are." He said with a deep frown on his forehead. I could hear the worry in his voice and I stepped into his arms.
"Hi." I breathed. He held me for a moment longer then pulled away and looked down at me.
"Ana what's wrong?" He asked concerned. I sighed.
"I, uh, I have something to tell you." I said awkwardly. He nodded, concern on his face. We moved to sit on the low leather sofas in his office. I curled up next to him instead of across from him and he wrapped his arms around me.
"What's wrong?" He asked again. I took a deep breath.
"I just met a woman who claims to be your sister."
Christian stared at me a long moment, his face unreadable even to me. Finally he frowned.
"It could have been just some attention seeker, trying to get in on the Grey family fortune." He said finally. "It's happened before."
I looked up at him surprised. It had? How did I not know about that?
"Christian, she seemed," I paused and shook my head. "She was you Christian. Her mannerisms, the way she spoke. It was like looking at a female you." I whispered. Christian looked alarmed.
"What did she want?" He asked after another long moment.
"She needed help. She said her father was out for blood. Her blood." I could feel Christian stiffen beside me and I waited for him to process the information. So I kept talking. I told him exactly what she had told me, trying to not leave anything else.
"What was her name?" He asked finally, pulling out his phone.
"Katarina Reid." I told him. He nodded and punched in a number and brought his phone to his ear.
"Welch. Yes I have a name for you. Katarina Reid. Yes. No she approached Mrs. Grey. Yes." He hung up and looked over at me. "He is on it. We'll figure this out baby. If she's a scammer then we just send her on her way." He didn't mention a plan of in case she was legitimately his sister. I didn't mention one either.
Instead Christian took my hand and led me downstairs to the car where Taylor was waiting for us. We climbed in the back and headed out to lunch, putting Katarina out of our minds.
So I am going to try to stick to a post schedule of every Sunday and Wednesday. I'm going to do my best to stay consistent. Thank you for reading!