Cap 3
I'm driving on the highway back to my apartment in my last day of classes of the semester, my cell phone battery is dying, I turn on the radio of my Audi and I'm lucky is Katy Perry with The one that Got Away one of my favorite songs.
I think of how I will make it through this summer and that I should be calling some of my old customers to provide them with some kind of advice on design or corporate image, mentally make a list of people who could be called.
I make a stop to buy some Chinese food for the weekend, I have no plans or desire to leave my apartment until the next Monday, I think that my plans are reduced to my computer and what it can do, maybe some movies online and chat with my friend Nojustice29 are what will fill my hours.
When I got to my apartment, the first thing I do is charge my phone, although if I don't get many calls I love hearing the music that I have stored there while I get disconnected from the real world and dive into the virtual.
I serve a bit of the Chow Fang that I just bought and keep the rest in the refrigerator, mineral water and a biscuit. Lunch is served!
I have my plate in one hand and my bottle of mineral water with the fortune cookie in the other.
When I turn to my room I see the answerer machine light is flashing, that rare! I put my bottle on the table and sink the key of message playback.
First new message. Received at 7:47 am.
After a minute of recording there is no sound, I shrug shoulders without giving greater importance and I continue towards my room, once there I see that i forgot to grab my bottle and that I need my phone which probably will not be charged to 100% but enough to play some music.
I come back to the living room and I grab my bottle then check my device charging percentage, but is still not in the half but no matter I turn it on, go back to my room and I am in front of my desktop computer then I see I have 2 new message, I hope some job offers.
The first message is from Maya, she is the founder of a club to which I belong, well is not a real club, we are a group of women with a common past, a man in common, the archi millionaire and ultra-handsome Christian Grey, President of Grey Holding Enterprises, the most coveted Bachelor of all Seattle.
A mix of nostalgia and excitement runs whenever I remember him and remember the time we shared together, it was much less than I would have liked.
It is as if it were yesterday when we met, I remember exactly was Friday after a trip to the Space Needle for an infography for the final project for my illustration 2 course, I took some photos and of course I was dying of hunger and desire of a meal at the 360ª view restaurant but i didn't have a reservation so I decided go to the Grecian Corner which is very close to there.
While having lunch I downloaded the photos just taken from the needle to my laptop and do a small search for interesting information that I could add to my graphics.
Once I finish my lunch I go quickly to the nearest stop to take the bus that would take me home, the day had been productive and the grey sky of the city had become even greyer, I was more than sure it would rain.
Rain in Seattle that novelty!
The bus stop was empty so I decided to sit on the sidewalk since still there were a few minutes before to get the next bus, regretting I have not packed an umbrella in my backpack because I started to feel the first drops of rain on my face.
They were more than a few seconds when the downpour was unleashed, at this time do not know from where this woman approach me, looks greater but very elegant blonde mane and big eyes, one hand holding a red umbrella while on the other hand she had her purse and the IPhone stuck to her ear, keeping a conversation in a slightly nervous tone.
-Christian I tell you that he has threaten me again.
I remember quite well these words, it was the first time I heard of him, although i was far from imagine that due to the downpour my life would change forever.
-Okay I see you in a while. Those were her last words before cutting the conversation and put her phone in the purse
The bus was delayed a little and there I was soaking and listening the conversation of an unknown woman.
At one point she turns toward me, looks at me with pity and tells me:
-Oh Dear you are all wet, I am a scatterbrain, please come, stay next to me this umbrella is large enough for both.
I accept without thinking twice and I settle by her side under the red umbrella.
She gives me a look up down, I feel distressed, she looks so elegant and today I'm in one of my simpler days wearing tightened jeans, leather jacket and my old Converse, my long and black hair and without makeup.
-You are all a natural beauty.
She tells me once has finished touring me staring down toward top again.
Your hair has tangled very much.,
What the... Who this woman believed she is, maybe she is very elegant and very kind to share her umbrella, but that does not give right to criticize my hair.
Although the truth was that it was almost 6 months since my last visit to the stylist.
-Ohm! Yes, I had not had much time…
Why I'm apologizing, my hair and my style are not within her competence.
-We all need more time but that is no excuse. She tells me while she digs in her purse and pulls out a small black card to deliver me,
Elena L
The backrest is the address of a beauty center and spa.
-The first time is on my own. She says to me.
Do I look so bad?
-Come on dear today is Friday and sure you have a lot of plans for this evening or the weekend.
Plans Ha! My only plans are to stay in my apartment and finish my work for the University.
-Also not every day you know a friend that is going to fix your look.
Many possibilities through by my head, the hell want this woman with me and why does she care so much.
-No thanks, the truth I am a little hurry, I have thousands of things to do today, I reply trying to hide my discomfort.
-Let`s go, not more talking.
That bossy! Didn't just hear that I told her that I cannot!
I wanted to emphasize in my negative but a part of me that likes to talk before negotiating with my rational part shrugged shoulders and accept the invitation.
-Fine.
After 15 minutes on the bus, Elena, as she requested me to call her, tells me that the next stop is our stop.
We walked a few blocks to a great local, entered and at the counter there is a stunning blonde, with green eyes and very tanned.
-Katty, this is Caroline, says Elena, please make sure she feels comfortable, she has come as my guest and I want to turn her into a Princess.
Katty nods and invites me to go to a salon that is in the mezzanine, while takes my backpack and asks me to remove my jacket, and put them in some lockers that are against one of the walls of the room.
She reaches a cover to me while I sit on the hairdressing chair looking directly to the local's entrance.
A minute later Ramon appears, a stylist who looks me up down and starts to touch my hair with a little suspicion. I'm not sure if he is totally straight.
-Doll, you're a beauty but your hair…
He asks me to follow him and leads me to wash head Chair.
-Elena found you about time!
The truth I do not understand the tone of his comment but I don't give it much importance, I sit back and let the massage of his hands on my hair while do me a shampoo relax me.
10 minutes later I'm ready to go back to my initial chair, Katty offers me a magazine of the heart that I took only for courtesy, this kind of magazines are not among my tastes, I'm giving it a glimpse when Ramon apologizes and tells me that he will return in a few minutes.
I think about the reasons that led me to be sitting here with my hair in the hands of this picturesque character of the Elena's elegant beauty salon and spa and came to the conclusion that the part of me that does not communicates with my brain's rational part is my submissive nature
What else could be?
Taking the invitation of this dominant woman, who did not accept my initial refusal to come to be sitting with a magazine of the heart in my hands. It could not be more than the consequences of that part of my personality.
I think at this point actually I do not know the limits of my submission, I had not even had a total D & s relationship, the men with I had some relationships were not the dominant type, most of them frightened at the moment in which i confessed to them my sexual interests, so my skills were not of the practical type but rather theoretical.
At a time Ramon returned with a smile from ear to ear, muttering to himself some things I could not understand. what I could feel was that nervous excitement that he was feeling but I did not know what causes it.
-We will not cut much, that wouldn't like..
-Excuse me? I don't I understand your comment.
-Oh Doll, I say that I do not think that it is good idea cut your hair too much, just the tips...
As he spoke he would decrease the tone of his voice so I could not understand again what he said, it seemed that he was talking with his conscience.
A few minutes later I was with my hair without damaged tips and a new layers look that took away my head weight. I could not complain although it still needed dry it, I felt lighter and more relaxed.
-You have very beautiful eyes little doll, we are going to make them
-Oh no, the cut is enough
-Don't be shy cute, take advantage of Elena's kind; your spa afternoon comes with "Everything" included.
I had the feeling of that comment was not at all about of my improvement of appearance but not I gave him too much importance.
-Do you have boyfriend, doll?
If I had been eating I had jammed. What with this question?
-No.
I answer in a tough tone to let him understand that I don't like talking about my private life with strangers.
He smiles and doesn't say anything else then begins to dry my hair, this part is not so pleasant he pulls hard and my head hurts a bit.
-Done.
Thanks God!
Katty approaches with a gown in fabric towel & a headband and gives them to me, I get them although I don't understand what for is the robe.
-Miss Caroline please come with me let's do you wax.
What? Wax, Nooo,
I've never done the wax, my shaving sessions are limited to my depilatory creams.
-It is not necessary, I tell to Katty who looks at me with a sympathetic smile.
-Don't worry I'll do it myself.
I resigned, a45 min in Katty's hands ofand a few pulls later, I'm without a hair from my forehead to the tip of the thumb of my feet.
Katty leads me to a stretcher and gives me a massage for 20 minutes more.
I do not remember having done no good action lately, at least not one that makes me worthy to this special treatment.
I get up and head to the locker where I have left my clothes, I dress up without removing the headband and left the massage area. The salon is now fuller than when I arrived, I see Ramon talking again with Elena, both give me a look and smile.
Katty appears from nowhere and takes me to one of the manicure chairs .
It must be like 4:30 pm.
I know that has no point opposing against them to fix my nails so I resigned again, Katty calls another older but also very arranged woman, she is wearing the same suit that Katty so I assume she is who will do my nails and I am not wrong, she doesn't speak much, just tells me that her name is Julia is and then comments I have beautiful nails. Another 20 minutes and my nails are done.
Ramon approaches and asks me to return to the Chair where I initially was with him, I settle there and he removes the headband that I used to pick my hair, he gives me the finishing touches with the hair straightening and ends my makeup, is very natural but beautiful. This guy knows what he does.
I stand thanking to Ramon for everything, he gives me a kiss on each cheek and tells me to wait there while he calls Elena to see me.
I'm there standing with regard to the main entrance, watching the rest of the women in the spa, I try to find a Katty to thank her too but I don't see her around, at that moment I hear the beep of the door sensor that warns that someone comes and then… I see him.
My God, I think I died and now I am in heaven, now it all makes sense, the massage treatment, surely I fell from the Space Needle without realizing it and now I must be in heaven and that one at the door should be an angel. There is no other explanation, there is such handsome men on Earth and if there, is not fair.
I know I have my mouth open when Katty appears behind me and whispers:
-Handsome eh!
Without taking my eyes off him I just nod. At that moment Elena passes through opposite without noticing our presence and embraces the angel that just walk in the door some seconds ago.
The hug is a bit cold since she doesn't get too close. She gives him a kiss on the cheek.
-Christian, nice to see you, says Elena.
Is her child? I whisper to Katty, while Elena and Christina talk in a tone a bit lower so I cannot hear their conversation, Katty denies the head and a naughty smile draws on her lips.
-He is not her...
-No, no, she interrupts me noticing the tone of horror in my words.
I think that Katty exaggerated a bit her negative tone because both are turned to look at us.
Katty disappears from there in milliseconds and I feel that this man has stripped my soul with his sight, he has nailed directly in my eyes, I don't know how to react, I feel lost, and duck head as in waiting for an order that allows me to keep looking at him.
-Dear Caroline, look at you beauty! Com e here I want you to know a friend.
I lift my eyes and I see again the man, his dress is impeccable, in suit and tie, I look at him again direct to the face like waiting for his approval, but he only raises an eyebrow in a gesture of: come at once!
I give a few steps from the mezzanine and I feel a void in my stomach. I stand next to Elena.
-Christian this is Caroline, is my new friend, we have met today by accident and I invited her to an afternoon in our Spa.
Our Spa! So they are partners.
-Nice to meet you Caroline, I'm Christian Grey.
I extend my hand and I feel that my legs won't resist for much longer, he shakes it soft but firmly and smiles holding it for a minute then he looks to my eyes as warning me about my future, I can't avoid an smile, in my deeps I knew this man would become the master of my universe, what I didn't know was for how long.