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CPOV

Walking back into the club area, we go over towards the bar where Franco had left Ana, but she is not there any more.

"Greta where is Ana, I left her sitting here," Franco said looking around.

"She moved over to the first booth, one of the members took a liking to her and even though she has a visitor's wristband on he wouldn't leave her alone, Tim took him outside."

Looking over to the booths, we spot her trying to be as inconspicuous as possible and not be seen by other members, I follow Franco over and she looks up and smiles.

The closer we got to her the more beautiful she became, from the blush on her cheeks to the little freckles on the top of her nose. I wanted, no I needed to get to know this beauty.

"I thought you had gotten lost Franco" she replies making him laugh.

"Ana, I would like to introduce you to my boss and the owner of Flesh Mr Christian Grey, Mr Grey this is my good friend Miss Anastasia Steele" he introduces us.

I reach over and take her hand in mine and kiss the back of it, her beautiful blush crawls over her skin. What I wouldn't give to see all of her blush. "A pleasure to meet you, Anastasia."

She smiles up at me, looking into my eyes and bites her lip, "A pleasure to meet you too."

Fuck, I would love to bite that lip.

"Did you have your dessert?" Franco asks her, breaking our eye contact.

"No" she giggles turning to him. "I was too busy fending off unwanted attention."

I will make sure I find out from Tim who the man was that was bothering her and revoke his membership.

I passed her over the menu that was beside me, so she could decide what she would like to eat, she smiled and thanked me.

"I would love some carrot cake please", she decided. I called Greta over and told her Anastasia's choice and for her to contact the kitchen right away and the cake to be brought straight up.

Sitting so close in the booth next to Anastasia was driving me crazy. I could feel every move she made, she smelled delicious, I wondered what she tastes like. Fuck Grey control yourself.

She talked about college and her having her final exam tomorrow, telling me she was looking forward to some sleep as working at the hardware store and studying night and day was exhausting.

"What are your plans after you graduate?" I asked Anastasia.

"I would love to do something with books and publishing, that would be my dream. I've always loved to read; my dad would call me Belle when I was younger because if I wasn't writing little stories I had my head in a book."

She looked up at me and saw me smiling.

"I apologise, I always get very animated when talking about books, they're something I have always loved."

"Don't apologise, it's lovely to see enthusiasm, you should come and visit my company and give my staff a jolt of it, they could do with it sometimes."

She giggled, and it was a beautiful sound.

"Your carrot cakes a-comin" Franco sang to her.

We turned towards Greta who was bringing the cake over.

"Here we go Mr Grey," she says in a breathy voice passing the cake to me knowing full well it's for Anastasia.

Both Anastasia and I roll our eyes at the same time and we both laugh as I placed the cake in front of her.

"What did I miss?" Franco enquires.

"Nothing" Ana and I say at the same time which sets us both off laughing.

"Oh my god, you're as bad as each other, I'm going to do my walk round to check everything is ok, Ana don't leave without saying goodbye."

"I won't," she says.

Watching Franco leave it was like he had taken the safety net with him and left me free falling next to this beautiful woman.

"Would you like some?" she says pointing to her cake.

"I don't want to pinch all your cake."

"Who says anything about all my cake, manners say I should share but it doesn't say how much, so I think I will let you have the corner there," she says pointing to a tiny bit.

I laugh and then lean over, take her fork and cut a large chunk of her cake.

"Hey, that's mine," she says laughing.

I take my bite of the cake on the fork and then hold it out in front of her lips to take the rest, to my surprise she takes it all and licking her lips.

I have been hard since the second my eyes set on her, now I'm solid.

She licked the remaining frosting off her fingers, seriously she's trying to kill me. I wanted to lean over, take her hand and lick her fingers myself. I couldn't though, no matter how much I wanted to. I didn't want to come on too strong and scare her off.

It had been a while since I have had a submissive, it didn't seem to hold my interest like it once had and I was beginning to get bored. It was like same shit, different day. My last submissive Leila had wanted more, I didn't.

Don't get me wrong I did want more, one day just not with her. My grandfather Theo Trevelyan had once told me love will creep up on you when you least expect it, I hope he's right. The thought used to scare me, not any more. Maybe I have matured, ha I will have to get Elliot to fall in love if that is what will mature him.

I have a past, who doesn't. One that I'm not proud of, one I do not want to go back to at this moment in time. Flesh is the only thing I really have to do with BDSM at the moment, my playroom is still intact although it has not been opened in a long while unless you count my housekeeper who will go in and dust in there. I did think about selling Flesh at one point, but it's a good business and brings in a lot of money.

"What do you do for a living Christian well apart from Flesh," she asked me, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I have my own company Grey Enterprises holding."

She looks up at me shocked.

"You're that, Christian Grey."

"What do you mean by that," I say getting offensive.

"I'm sorry Christian, I didn't mean it to come out like that. My room-mate Kate interviewed you for my school's student newspaper a few months ago, she told me about the questions she asked you when she got home. I was so shocked she was so intrusive, I'm surprised you didn't throw her out of your office."

"Kate Kavanagh is your room-mate " she nods.

Shit, this is bad. "Does she know you are here?"

"No, she knew I was coming out, but I didn't tell her where I was going" she looked worried.

"I'm sorry, do you want me to leave," she said quietly.

"No, I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you" the last thing I wanted her to do was leave.

"What is she normally like apart from being outspoken, offensive and rude," I asked, Miss Kavanagh was lucky I didn't have security escort her out.

"That sounds like Kate, she's like a bull in a china shop when she's on a mission to get answers" She laughs.

" Don't get me wrong, Kate is a good friend but is pretty self-absorbed sometimes. She will ask me where I'm going and before I can answer we will be back to talking about her again." she sighs

"It's easier just to shut my mouth, nod my head and let her get on with it."

"You shouldn't let her walk all over you Anastasia."

"Kate has always been given everything she wants, her parents spoiled her. I don't think she ever washed a dish until we moved in together, she had always had everything done for her and felt like a fish out of water. I helped her out with her laundry at the start, but she can be very untidy sometimes, she will leave things everywhere and expect me to clean up because I cannot stand live in a mess."

I was beginning to dislike this friend more and more by the second.

Ana worked to pay her way through college, she didn't ask for handouts and she still had great grades while her so-called friend sat around and watched.

I needed to change the subject and get off the topic of Miss Kavanagh.

"What do you think of the club then, Franco said you were not a submissive and that you met at the photography show."

"It's very warm, womb-like but I don't think I would like to see what goes on behind those doors," she said looking towards the corridor which housed the private rooms.

"Would you like a tour, not of the lower rooms they're for private scenes but there are scenes going on in the theatres above." I offered.

She looked down, nervously biting her lip as two submissive walked past with their heads down, scantily dressed as they proceeded to the upper floor. She looked at me through her eyelashes barely lifting her head and asked me what a tour would entail. She was too quiet, I didn't like it. Where had the bubbly enthusiastic girl gone that I had talked to all night?

"I don't understand what you mean Anastasia," I said

"If we went for a tour to the upper floors would I have to behave like those women who just walked past us, because I'm not a submissive."

"Anastasia, you can act any way you like, you don't have to walk with your head down. The only thing we ask, as a guest is to be is respectful to all members and the environment you're in, it can take a lot for a submissive to put them out there, especially in a scene in the theatres. Some people are comfortable walking around in barely anything but a smile while others prefer to cover up, that is one of the most important rules between a dominant and a submissive, communication and especially trust. Everybody is different."

She nodded her head and looked like she was fighting a war within herself to make a decision.

Seeing the sad look on her beautiful face made me want to hold her. Hold her, what am I thinking I don't hold people, I cannot even hug my own mother.

"I would like that tour if it's still available Christian" she smiles up at me.

I rise from the booth and hold my hand out for her to take. We pass by Franco on the way towards the stairs to the upper floor, he doesn't look pleased when he realises where we're going but I will speak to him about it later.

We come out into a seating area with couches and chairs around, on each side of the area, there is a theatre. Looking into the large theatre there is a scene going on which I think will be too much for Anastasia. As we walk by I notice Elena with her sub Isaac sat at her feet, she waves to get my attention, but I ignore her. I have been trying to distance myself from her, but she never takes the hint. She will when I remove my backing from her salons. I didn't realise she was in tonight I had been too preoccupied with Anastasia to notice anyone else. She will definitely scare Anastasia away.

I take Anastasia into the smaller theatre where there is a scene taking place and stand at the back where it's dark. We can see the stage well but they're unable to see us. The Dom is teaching the correct way to use a flogger, The Dom is swatting his submissive around her ass, breast and pussy and you could hear her moaning from the back where we stood.

I stand behind Anastasia with my hands rubbing her shoulders gently as she takes in what is happening in front of her. She was fine for the lighter swats but flinched when the Dom delivered a stinging swat to his sub missive's pussy.

"Is she ok" she whispered

"Yes, she's fine" I reassure her.

"They're both experienced in what they do, and she trusts him to know her limits and to stop before she gets there" Anastasia nods.

"Do you have a submissive" she enquired. I shook my head to her, she seemed relieved which pleased me greatly.

"Can we leave now please?" I nod my head and retake her hand in mine and quietly lead her out of the theatre and back down the staircase.

"Christian" I hear behind me.

I shake my head at Elena, dismissing her and continue to walk. Ana had stopped when my name was called expecting me to turn around and talk but I gently pull her hand and we continue down the stairs.

"Was that a friend of yours" she enquired.

"She used to be, we're in business together, not for much longer thankfully. She's old news" I say exasperatedly.

Anastasia giggles that beautiful giggle of hers

"It's been lovely to talk to you this evening without having to rush about, thank you," she says with a beautiful smile.

"I will have to leave soon, as it's a long ride back."

"I wish you didn't have to leave as I have enjoyed talking to you too". I don't want her to leave, it has been a refreshing change to just sit down, relax and talk to this beautiful woman.

"I wish I could stay talking to you Christian, but I have my final exam tomorrow, so I need an early night" looking at the clock behind the bar. 11.03pm.

"Well as early as I can get it" she laughs.

"It has been lovely meeting you Anastasia, I hope we meet again soon."

"I hope so too," she says.

We walk back towards the reception area to find Franco, so she can say goodnight.

"How are you getting home," I say watching her closely.

"I'm going to call a cab," she says getting her phone out.

I was just about to offer her a lift home when Franco said he needed an urgent word with me, I can imagine what this is about.

"Anastasia, beautiful girl are you leaving us already. Did he scare you off."

She laughs at him and smiles "No Franco, Christian has been a perfect gentleman. I have an early start in the morning for my exam, so I need my beauty sleep."

I scoff, she definitely doesn't see herself clearly.

I step away from them a second, so they can say their goodbye's. Each whispering to each other. They hug, and Franco gives Ana a kiss on the cheek.

"Anastasia I will have my driver Taylor take you home, I don't want you taking a cab at this time of night"

"It's too far for someone to take me home and then come back again, I can nap in the back of the cab" she protests.

"Yes, and end up in a ditch somewhere, not likely," I say in my Dom's voice, I didn't mean to use that tone with her, but I didn't want her putting herself at unnecessary risk.

I can see what Franco meant when he said she wasn't a submissive as she's about to protest again when Franco intervenes. "Please Ana let Taylor take you home, you don't what me to start getting grey hairs with worry do you."

She sighs rolling her eyes, making my palm twitch and then starts laughing.

"Franco, what's that, it's grey," Anastasia says pointing to his hair as we watch him run to the nearest mirror which sets us both laughing.

" You're so mean Ana, grey hair means I'm getting old and I'm not allowed to get old I'm going to stay young and beautiful forever".

I sent a text to Taylor letting him know that I would like him to take a friend home while I stayed with Franco. As he was driving Anastasia back to Portland I would get Ryan to pick me up. He sent me a text five minutes later letting me know he was outside.

"Anastasia my driver Taylor is waiting outside, I will walk you out."

We descend the steps back to the entrance.

"Safe journey and pleasant dreams Anastasia," I say to her before she steps into the car.

"Ana, it's just Ana Christian," she says, shocking me as she leans over and kisses me on the cheek. "Good night Christian."

I smile closing the door and wait until they're out of sight before walking back into the club. If my Brother could see me now stood out in the open, holding my cheek where she kissed me I would never hear the end of it, never mind what Elena would say.

"What did you want to talk about Franco," I said when I spotted him back in reception.

We walked back to his office and he closed the door.

"I would like to know what your intentions are with Ana," he said staring at me.

"Excuse me" I reply shocked that he would ask me that.

"I wanted to know what your intentions are with Ana, she's not a submissive and I don't think she ever will be. She has had some horrors in her past, I can see it in her eyes sometimes, I'm sorry if you think I'm being out of line but I'm very protective of Ana."

"I don't know what my intentions are with Ana," I told him. " I don't think I have ever just sat talking to a woman and enjoying every second of it without the thought of taking her to my playroom."

He nods his head "I don't know what happened in her past, I think her self-esteem was rock bottom at one point and she doesn't see herself clearly."

I agree "She's a very beautiful woman."

He smiles at me "She's not just beautiful Christian, she's Flawless."

It takes me a minute for my brain to comprehend what he had just said.

Flawless, Ana is Flawless.

I look back over to him and he nods his head that I did hear him right.

"What, how" I cannot even get my words out.

"When I was saying goodbye to Ana before she said it was ok to tell you who she was, she said she felt comfortable with you, something she doesn't feel often."

I nod my head acknowledging what he has said, I'm still unable to speak as he continues.

"I met Ana at my photography show last year. I was talking to her about some of the pictures just before you arrived. I asked her if she had done any modelling before or if she was interested in doing some in the future, she said no but I gave her my card anyway and told her to call me if she ever changed her mind. She called the next day asking for more information and it went on from there."

"Why the name, why Flawless," I asked him.

"Because that is exactly what she is, Flawless, Pure, Untouched."

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