Ana
Taking the bus to work is a new experience, but I don't mind. I just listen to the music on my I-pod and think back of the last two days. I was so mad on friday, I couldn't see straight. Once I got back home and my tears dried I recalled our meeting in my head and what stayed with me was the anger.
When one of his staff members returned the damn car I was ready to go back to Grey House, find Christian and kick him until I'm too tired to move. Ethan tried to reason with me, that it was not clever to piss off the owner of the company I work for, but this is not about my job. This is about him being a complete asshole. So, I took his damned leather jacket, wrote a note and delivered the note, jacket and car back to Escala.
Thankfully, he didn't even try to return the car or the jacket, so I think he got the message. Truth be told, I still can't get him out of my head, but now it's not because I hang on to the hope, that one day he is going to be my happily ever after, no, it's because I want show him, that he can not treat me like this.
I have to take a deep, calming breath or else, I might stay in the bus for a few more stations and go back to Grey House. Instead, I get out at the bus station near SIP and walk the short distance to my work place.
Once inside I smile when Claire jumps up and hugs me tightly. "Oh Ana, I'm so so sorry. Urghh, Jack is such an asshole. Thank God, he got finally fired. Are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you Claire. How about we have lunch together and you fill me in on everything that happened around here while I was away."
"Sure, oh and Mister Roach asked me to send you to his office" she says and I frown.
"Did he tell you what he wants?"
"I don't know, hopefully he will apologize that he didn't fire Jack earlier."
"Maybe, well I'll better go up then, see you at lunch." I walk towards the elevator and get in with many of my colleagues. I press the button for the top floor and once there Roach's assistant Melanie tells me that I can go straight in.
"Miss Steele, it's good to see you again. I hope you are feeling better after what happened, please take a seat." Roach greets me and somehow, I have a bad feeling about this meeting, but I manage a smile and sit down.
"So, have you recovered well, Miss Steele?"
"Yes, thank you Sir, I was really looking forward to coming back to work."
"Yes, that is good. You see Miss Steele, this meeting is about your work description. As you know from your contract, you are not hired by SIP, but by GEH. Furthermore it says that if needed, your position within the company can change. You see, I had a phone call from Mister Grey, apparently his latest assistant PA got fired and now he needs a replacement as his assistant is drowning in work. To make this short, starting today, you are the assistant PA of Mister Christian Grey and will work at Grey House."
.God! Did he really just say that? This has to be a nightmare, surely I will wake up soon. This is so not going to happen.
"Did you hear me Miss Steele?" I look up at Roach and slowly realise that this is not a dream. Fuck! I'm going to kill Christian for this! What is his deal, friday I was the crazy woman he didn't know and now he wants me to work for him? The guy is completely nuts!
"Miss Steele, I know this is very unusual, but you should go over to Grey House now or you will be terribly late. I wish you all the best for your future." Mister Roach get's up from behind his desk and I shake his hand and leave without another word.
I want to kill Christian Grey. What the hell is this all about. I am so angry I can't wait for the elevator and take the stairs instead. When I'm at the lobby level again I storm towards the exit, but Claire stops me.
"Ana, what happened? Oh my gosh, you look mad, he didn't fire you or did he?"
"No, but I am no longer Courtney's assistant, take a good look at the new assistant PA of Mister Christian Grey." I hiss and hear eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.
"You are going to work for Christian 'sex god' Grey?"
"Yes, though I have other names for him which are way more suitable."
"Wait, do you know the guy?"
"It's a long story and I have to go to Grey House, Claire. Let's meet for lunch, there is this nice little italian place, you know the one where the serve the great ravioli's?"
"Yes, I know, I'll be there and then you have to tell me everything. Oh my gosh, I'm so jealous, you get to see him every day" she gushes and I somehow manage a smile and leave. Since I'm already late, I take a cab and arrive at Grey House 10 minutes later.
In the lobby I groan inwardly when once again I find myself standing in front of the young woman behind the front desk.
"Ma'am, I do remember you from last friday and after how you behaved, you should leave now." she snaps and I glare at her.
"Well, on friday I came here to talk to Mister Grey, today I don't. Today I am here to work, my name is Anastasia Steele and I am Mister Grey's new assistant PA." I snap back and her mouth pops open, but she checks her computer, makes a phone call and 2 minutes later Christian's bodyguard appears. "Good morning Ma'am. My name is Jason Taylor, please follow me" he says politely and I glare at him and follow him.
10 minutes later I have my new work ID, a blackberry, an I-pad and a Macbook pro, all courtesy of my new boss, who wants his assistants to have the latest technical gadgets.
"Oh, before we go up Miss Steele. Mister Grey discovered that you currently don't have a car, so he wants you to use one of the company cars." Taylor reaches into his pockets and when I see the car keys he is holding out, I close my eyes and count to ten.
"You better stay within two feet of your boss for the rest of the day, because right now, I want to rip his head off!" I hiss take the keys and storm out of the security office. How dare he giving me the fucking car back, again!
He catches up with me in the elevator and presses the button for the top floor. Thankfully, he doesn't say a word and once the elevator stops we get out and I am greeted by very attractive brunette. Come to think of it, I haven't seen a blonde neither yesterday or today in this building, that's weird.
"Hello, you must be Miss Steele. I'm Andrea Parker, Mister Grey's assistant."
"Hi, nice to meet you Miss Parker. I'm sorry for being late, but I was only informed today when I arrived at my workplace SIP, that I'm working here now." She gives me a warm smile and shows me to my desk.
For the next thirty minutes she explains me what my daily tasks are going to be and I'm not surprised when she tells me that it can be a trying experience to work with Christian as apparently he can have temper tantrums from time to time.
Once Andrea is finished with telling me what to do, I start my work, but look up every couple of minutes to stare at the door to his office.
"He is in a meeting, let me guess, you are excited to meet Mister Grey" Andrea giggles and I roll my eyes. "Sorry, I mean no. I know Christian, well sort of and if it was up to me, I wouldn't be here. I loved my job at SIP and this is not what I want to do at all." I guess there is no point in hiding my feelings about this job, because I'm sure I will be fired by the end of the week and starting as soon as I am home, I will look for a new job.
"Oh, how did you meet?"
"Long boring story, anyway when will he be back?" and before she can answer me, I feel him and turn around. Standing next to the elevator is Christian and he is staring at me. Slowly he starts to walk towards me until he stands in front of my desk.
"Miss Steele, I see you have already started to work. I want some coffee." and with that he turns around.
"The machine is right over there in the office kitchen, help yourself" I call after him which causes him to stop, turn around and coming back to my desks. He presses his palms flat on the desk and leans down, so we are at eye level.
"You are my assistant now and you will do as you are told. Now, you will get up, walk into the kitchen, make me a coffee and bring it into my office. Understood?" his voice is nothing more but an angry whisper and his eyes are blazing with fury, but I'm not scared.
"As you wish" I get up turn to leave for the kitchen, but look at him over my shoulder one more time. "I hope you don't mind if I spit into your coffee."
Andrea gasps audibly and Christian seems to be counting to ten as he is standing there with his eyes close. I get into kitchen and start to make his coffee when he enters the room and closes the door.
"Listen carefully Anastasia, if you think you can take this tone with me, you are deadly mistaken. I'm your boss now and I demand your respect." Actually that makes me laugh.
"Christian, if you want my respect then you have to earn it. If you don't like my attitude you can fire me, but I am not going to be a nice little assistant when you are walking all over my career by having me work for you. I loved my job and frankly I don't want to be here. So, do me a favor and fire me."
When he starts to smirk I know I won't like what he is going to say next. "First, it is Mister Grey or Sir to you, Anastasia. Second, you wouldn't have any kind of career if it wasn't for me. I paid for your education and I was the one insisting that SIP would hire you. They didn't want you Anastasia, but I made sure that they would hire you anyway. So now, you work for me and like it or not, I will make sure that you won't find any other job until it suits me.
So, from now on you are going to treat me with respect, because if not, I will fire your pretty little ass and make sure that you will never find another job. I can crush you just like I made sure that you had a good life for the last 4 years. Do not test me Anastasia, because you have no idea who you are messing with. Now, bring me my coffee, no milk, no sugar, you have 2 more minutes." and with that he leaves.
Okay, this man is plain crazy. He wants my respect and then he talks to me like this. My ass! I know I should be careful as I can't really afford to get fired, but at this point I don't care. I get a mug from one the cupboards and slam the door shut and pour his coffee. Andrea is still gaping when I pass by her desk on my way to Christian's office. I knock, don't even wait for an answer and get in.
"Your coffee, Christian" I mutter and place the mug in front of him. "Do I have to remind you who to call me again Anastasia?" he snarls, takes a sip of his coffee and starts to cough. Great, what now?
"What the fuck? What is this Anastasia?" he mutters between the coughing. "Coffee, black, no sugar, just like you wanted it."
"No, this is too fucking strong!" he yells and I roll my eyes take the mug and try it. "It's fine."
"Anastasia you will move your ass into the kitchen and fix me a coffee that is drinkable." he hisses and I sigh and turn around.
"One cup of pussy coffee for the boss coming right up" I mutter under my breath and hear his intake of a sharp breath. So, I get back into the kitchen and prepare a less strong coffee for him, I fill it in a mug and get back into his office.
"Better?" I ask after he has taken a sip. "Not much, but at least it is drinkable."
"Well, then I should go back to work."
"One more thing, your clothes."
"What about them?" I look down at myself and I think I look good. I'm dressed in dark jeans, brown boots, a camisole with ruffles and flowerprint and a blue cardigan. Actually, this is one of my favorite outfits for work.
"They are not appropriate for work. I expect you to be dressed more properly tomorrow, a white shirt with a black skirt and pumps will do, now go, I have work to do." and with that I am dismissed. I am so mad, I have to stop myself from slamming his door shut, because if I hear him say one more thing or have to look at him in the next couple of minutes, I will throttle him.
Thankfully, he doesn't come out of his office before lunchtime and I leave as soon as Andrea tells me that I can have my hour for lunch now. I text Claire that I am on my way and since I'm closer I get a table for us and instead of the ravioli I was looking forward to I order a glass of wine and the biggest helping of tiramisu that they have on their menu. I need comfort food, lots of it.
When Claire arrives I'm already eating my tiramisu, though I'm not even tasting it, I'm just shoving as much as I can into my mouth while picturing ways how to torture the crap out of Christian.
"Whoa, girl, you are upset. What happened?" Claire asks while she sits down and takes the menu from the waiter.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about possible ways to kill my boss which are really painful."
"Oh, come on. He can't be that bad he is..." she stops and her mouth pops open. "Christian Grey" she whispers and I roll my eyes.
"Motherfucking son of a bitch is a better name for him" I mutter and her eyes widen in shock at the same moment where I feel my skin crawl. "He is right behind me, isn't he?" I groan.
"Yes Anastasia, he is" I hear Christian's angry voice and turn around to look at him. "What do you want Christian, I was enjoying my lunch" I snap and he glares at me.
"You are eating crap, this is not nutritious at all." he waves at the waiter and before I know it the waiter is taking my tiramisu away, Christian has ordered me a salad and he sits down at our table.
"What the fuck? Go find your own table, we don't want you here!" I damn near scream and Claire kicks me under the table.
"Ignore her Mister Grey, Ana is having a bad day, you a very welcome to sit with us." she says and I glare at her and down my glass of wine in one huge gulp.
"Do you always drink like that, because if you do, I will have to let you do an alcohol test every day before you start to work." Christian says and I can hold back my temper no longer.
"Maybe this a good idea, because honestly, being drunk is the only way for me to get through a full day of work with you. I don't know what your problem is, but if you want war, you can have it." I get up throw a twenty-dollar bill on the table and leave the restaurant. I am so angry, I need to walk, fast or I will probably explode in the middle of the god damn street. Why does he have to be such an ass?
After walking around for nearly 40 minutes and taking the stairs back up to the top floor, I'm late, but at this point I don't give a fuck. I could just quit, but this would mean he would win and I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of doing so.
Instead I sit down at my desk, start my computer and write the letters I am supposed to write. Thank god, Christian has meetings most of the afternoon, so I only see him leaving his office to go into a meeting and returning to get something before he has another meeting. He doesn't even look my way which works very well for me and finally at 6 in the evening Andrea tells me that I can leave.
This was one long day and I have a feeling there will be a lot of long days in the time to come, but if I have to do a job I hate, with a boss that is a complete dick, I will make sure that Christian hates to work with me just as much.
Next update will be this weekend ... I hope you all are going to have great holidays!
