Even though I do not celebrate it I want to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving, hope you all have fun and enjoy your day :)

I also want to thank you for reviewing and I know this chapter is a bit longer but I just couldn't bring myself to end it sooner.

Anastasia P.O.V

"A name can carry a lot of history and if it's up to me you will never know mine, you don't deserve it!" I rushed out of there with tears forming in my eyes.

I know I give him some attitude first, but… but why Ana? Why did you have to be such a fucked-up person? I knew I didn't have any reason to behave like that but in the back of my mind or heart – I'm not quite sure – I let my fears get the best of me. And either I had an attitude or I'd melt in front of the man, and I definitely didn't want to melt in front of him the first time we met. Christian Grey, he's my mysterious handsome stranger – so he is the brother of that other guy, Elliot. As soon as I heard the name I knew it was somewhat familiar but everything after there just went downhill's.

How could he be so mean? I know I'm nothing to him and that clearly he despise my profession but saying something like that; how could he not tell that I'm can't give him my name? How could he not understand that my pseudonym is my safeguard and that I can't jeopardize my security for someone I barely now… and I just can't, I can't give away my feeling of safeness, my own protection without trust. Oh, what a despair! And to think that I imagine what would be like to be in some kind of relationship with this man I'm feeling so ashamed of myself, apparently he only wanted to talk to me to get me humiliated.

He knows nothing yet he judges like everybody else, I should had just stick with my guts and realize that he's like all the others, the others that frequent the club; I should had let it be and never give it a second thought but my subconscious had to crack and let that man gaze enter my head, my dreams… damn it!

I left the gym without even workout with my hands a little shaky; I ran here so my only options are to wander nearby or go home but the picture of my lonely house, the emptiness that I feel while there… no, now I couldn't take it I'd go nuts being all by myself. I need to keep the air flouting in my lunges so I must go somewhere nice, yes, nice peaceful and with other human beings around.

I decide to sit in the park that's in the middle of the way between the gym and my house, sitting on a bench near the lake trying to recollect my thoughts. Even though my meeting with Christian Grey didn't went at all like I would dreamt it would, I'm glad I didn't crack and didn't aloud him to walk all over me. Clearly the guy is used to get everything he wants right away and how could I blame him?

He emanates power and authority with his very presence and those looks, I can most definitely understand why it's so easy for him go achieve whatever he wants just by cracking his knuckles, so surely I can't be that surprise that he didn't fight for it right?

I'm just glad that I steak to my ground. If he could afford to be rude and angry while talking to me then so could I! He's no better only because he got money – witch I don't know but assume, so if he isn't used to people answering back at him that he should because I'll not backing down. If he wants me he will have to fight for it.

If he wants you? Where did you ever get that idea, I think the message transmitted through out your encounter is explicit: he doesn't give a shit about you. You're a stripper Ana and he's a hotshot kind of guy, with probably thousand of women throwing themselves at his feet. And he doesn't have to move a finger to get them, so why in hell will he go through any kind of trouble for you?

Yeah, I got the picture pretty clearly. Christian Grey is not only out of my league but incredibly disgusted and angry with me and that's just what I get from being a smart-ass.

In reality I knew all along we could never workout, but a girl can dream and I can't help but feel a strong sentiment of disappointment and sadness in my heart. Now I only need to get used to that and move on with my life.

Just with that thought in mind my phone ringed and my heart skipped a beat; could it be him? Could it be my handsome grey-eyed man? I decided I should just erase our meeting from today and keep only the memory of him yesterday night at the club. That way he will still be my mysterious, unnamed and handsome grey-eyed man. I smile at this revelation, this was the best I could do.

Of course it wasn't him, how could it be? He didn't even have my phone number but in a delusional moment I thought it might be possible. Seeing the ID I let a sigh out and answered it.

"Yes?" my voice was still shaky but I manage to produce some audible sound

"Ana, are you okay?"

"Yes, everything is fine. I'm just tired, I was working out" I didn't feel like delaying in the subject anymore so I lied.

"Oh god! You guys workout more than anyone should, is that even healthy? Anyway… I was calling to tell you that tomorrow I need to go to some snobby party and I really can't get away with it, I need to make some acquaintances for daddy's company, you know… so I was thinking you could come with me."

"I don't think so, I totally get that you have to work Kate but you said it yourself, it's a snobby party and I don't think I would fit in."

"By don't fit you mean you're not a stuck up bitch? Then I totally agreed but beside that there's no reason why you shouldn't go along pretty well. And common Steele, I need you there."

"Um… I don't think that's a good idea"

"Oh please! I really need to get my head out of the problems I'm having with Aiden and what better way there is if not by going to a party with my girl? Besides we only have to stick around for a while and if you want, then we can leave."

"You're really persistent aren't you? To spear myself from you're constant pleas, alright. I will go if I can find something appropriated to wear."

"With your killer body that shouldn't be hard Ana, anything looks good on you I don't know how many times I have to tell you this, but then it's settled. The party it's at 8.00 pm so I expect you at my place around 4, for us to have time to do the makeup and hair. Love you, bye"

And with that miss bossy ends our conversation but maybe she's right what we both need is just a good distraction from the problems we're facing. Even though I'm not that much looking forward to this event I'm glad I have something to entertain myself with today, I just have to go home to exchange clothes, get a good meal and then I'll have all afternoon to search for the perfect dress, or at least for one remotely acceptable.

While in home I tried to be as fast as I could because I knew if I stay there too long I'd just analyze and overthink everything and I really didn't wanna ruined the numbness that my mind was in so I did all of that in a hurry, changing to some comfortable jeans and cute shirt and getting out of there as quickly as I could manage.

Once again free air: it felt smoothing and calming and I was definitely ready to do a little shopping spree. I usually never spend big quantities of money on… on anything, but today I felt like giving myself a treat. I do receive a fair amount of money given my profession but I don't plan on doing this for the rest of my life so I need to keep some money in store to be able to rebuild my life and break to new things when I get the opportunity for it.

The afternoon went by like a breeze and I ended up feeling incredibly well, it's true I spent more money in one outfit then ever have in my life but apparently it was worth it since it gave my mood a 180 degrees change.

It's time to work and I'm at the front door of the club at 10.30 pm. I chuckle at the unoriginally of the name, after all this time I'm still amazed at how they couldn't come up with anytime more appealing for the damn place. I sigh before I come in; I hope this night can be easy on me.

"Oh Ana, where were you last night baby? You missed out some really hot guys, I swear I never seen such good looking men."

"Yeah, I hope they come again even if is just for the eye candy"

Jessica and Kat giggle recalling some guys that apparently were here last night and I shivered at the thought; I'm almost sure I know who they are talking about, I guess I wasn't the one noticing my handsome grey-eyed man but than again, someone like that it's hard to go unnoticed.

"I went home earlier but I believe I did get to see who you guys are talking about." I said forcing a smile on my face.

"They were both easy on the eye but that one with the copper brown hair, he was mouthwatering I hope as hell, he comes here again. Yesterday I was busy but next time I will get rid of whoever and offer him my services" Angie says winking at us, she's really beautiful with straight light brown hair and amazing hazel eyes, always sparkling. I wonder if Christian would like to have her services.

Of course he would, she's gorgeous and not a complete mess like you. That thought hurt me but I push it aside, Christian wasn't mine. The only thing that belonged to me was the memory and the dreams of the unknown grey-eyed man I laid eyes on last night.

"I heard he was rude to Brit but the other one was really nice to everybody."

"I don't care I'd have it rough with him anytime" Angie was laughing but I know she was serious, would he like it rough?

I must really stop thinking about him, it's none of my concern and I can't let get to me this way. I finished dressing myself with my practically non-existence clothes putting on my red sparkly pumps and went by the mirror to apply some makeup. I decide to go with mascara, some smooth blush to give my deadly pale face some color and a dark red lipstick – I guess I was in need of feeling sexy.

Just when I was about to go out the lockers Angie comes up to me, pulling me to the side.

"Hey Ana, you talked to one of those guys yesterday… the blond one, didn't you?" she almost whispered but I heard her perfectly.

"Who, Elliot?" I asked confused without even thinking.

"Elliot what?"

"Um… Grey I believe, why?"

"Did he tell you the name of the other one?"

"No, we didn't talk about him" liar, he told you he wanted you to meet his brother .Only if I knew then…

"Oh, that's okay. I heard some girls saying they were brothers so it shouldn't be that hard to track him down now that I have his last name, you know just in case he doesn't show up again."

"Why… why would you wanna do that?" I gulped.

"Because I'm interested in him! Anyway thanks Ana, you were a great help." She says while walking away.

Yes, great help Ana with hooking up Christian with other girl! Would she find him? Oh, I hope not I really don't want to imagine him being with another girl, especially one arranged by me.

Even with that unpleasant thought in the back of my mind the night went smoothly, no one to harass me inappropriately, no one to almost kidnapped me and most importantly no grey eyes to haunt me.

It's already 5 in the morning when we closed up everything. After getting off the lockers Jack asked for us all to sit around and wait for him; apparently he wanted to tell us something important; so here we here all dressed casually looking like regular presentable women, tired till the bones.

"Well ladies, thank you for waiting. I know we are all tired and want to go home but I need to let you know something before you can go." Jack is a middle age man still reasonably attractive and with a good eye for business, he's one of the owners of the club. The other one is Thomas, some big shot, to big to even come by and see how things are – I guess he's a silent partner with interest only in the income.

Jack proceeds with his speech, "I don't want to destroy you're day off and to get y'all worried but I need to let it be known that starting from this Monday there's gonna be some changes and, I'm truly sorry to say it, but some firing as well. We're renewing the club and its staff."

What? How can that be? Will I be out of job? Fuck, and especially now that I went and spend all that money in one dress. Oh jesus, things really aren't going good for me. We all gasped at this news and stay there in shock, hoping to get some more information on what's exactly going to happen to us but instead we just got a dismissal and an annoyed stare from Jack.

"Now now, common girls, I want to go home. I can't tell you anymore, I'm just saying this so it doesn't land on you as a complete shock when it happens but we all got move on with our lives so please just get up and leave, I wanna do the same."

How could he not understand? This is our job, our income, the only way we have to be sustainable in life, to take care of ourselves, of our family… This is horrible, I aliened myself from the rest of the girls but I'm still able to hear them crying and gasp in shock and anger, I can't blame them. I don't now what I'm gonna do if I'm fired, I'm terrified and alone in the world, what if I can't get any other job? I have no one to go to, except for Kate but I can't be landing on her shoulders every time my life gets a drastic change and I certainly don't want to be a burden forever.

I can feel tears forming in my eyes but I refuse to cry until I get home and even once there, I violently shut them down. No, I won't cry over this; I faced other aversions on my life things far more complicated and painful than this so no way I'm gonna crack under this news. Nope, I guess I will only have to start searching for another job.

I fall asleep determined to be strong.

XXXX

Finally I was ready, I sighed before turning myself to the mirror, I better be looking extremely good since this dress can possible be my first and last stupidly-expensive-purchase.

"Oh my god!" I hear Kate behind me, scream.

And oh my god indeed, I didn't even recognized the image reflected in the mirror before me, I'm thrown away I didn't know I could look this good.

"Ana… you're breathtaking, my… I'm even speechless!"

"Then I must be really stunning" I say playfully, Kate without words is really a remarkable moment, but I can't blame her, I'm pretty speechless myself.

I considered call Kate and cancel our plan for today, but after some deliberation I realize if I stayed home I'd only feel worse, things aren't clearly going my way right now so a party and some fun are truly welcomed and looking at my reflection, I'm sure I made the right choice.

I'm sizzled in a gorgeous, silver and gold fully sequined gown, with a plunging neckline and a thigh-high slit. I have on some black and gold strappy heels and a simple pair of silver earrings, my hair is loose in soft waves that fall all the way around my back; the makeup I have on is somehow dewy and very discrete, only having a darker shade around my eyes making stand up and appear even bigger and brighter.

I smile a genuine happy smile and for the first time in what seems like ages, I feel wonderful.

"Well are you ready to go Steele?"

"I am, you look amazing yourself Kate." She pretends she doesn't know that already and produces a fake shy smile mouthing a thank you, with a wink.

"You ladies are all set?" Ethan enters the room, he's Kate brother and I know him since a child as well, he doesn't oppose to the flow of the group and looks stunning himself with a very fit grey suit and a black tie.

"Damn Ana you look…" he doesn't get to finish his sentence instead just stares at me letting his eyes wander around my whole figure. I could say Ethan is pretty easy on the eyes himself and that might be an understatement.

"Oh, just stop drooling Ethan. Common Ana let's go. There's only so much lateness that's fashionable, anything besides that is just plane rude."

Kate gives herself one last look in the mirror admiring her own sparkling black full-length gown, with a killer neckline and black crisscrossed leather straps all across the back. She has her strawberry blonde hair held on into a bun and a simple pair of diamond earrings, she was truly beautiful.

XXXX

It had already been two hours after we arrived at the party and ever since we set foot in here I can't seem to stop receiving compliments and attention, truly unwanted attention. Everybody seems to want to know who I am, where I am from and particularly what I do, I'd have no problem letting all this people know that I'm a stripper but I don't want to embarrass Kate or bring any shame to her family and her fathers' company since they are the most close thing I have to family of my own so I just started to shove off myself from this crowd.

Kate is busy establishing connections with everyone and I lost Ethan of my sight a bit after entering the party, I'm sure his working as well around here. He said he wanted us to have a drink later on and even though I nod in agreement to his suggestion, I don't think is such a good idea since I perceive him more as a brother then anything else.

After deliberating for a while I change my mind and decide that I do need to feel something and since Mr. Christian Grey ruined somehow my confidence, maybe something with Ethan may be what I need to move on. I was determined to accept this thought but after seeing Ethan looking out for me in the middle of the saloon I just couldn't bring myself to do it. It just doesn't feel right.

This isn't going how I planned at all so I went hiding in the bar, hoping time would fly by.

The pressure of this evening and the events that occur these last few days got me to drink my sorrows away and maybe I pushed the limit to much this time, since I'm starting to feel really drunk.

Without even realizing or understanding how, I look up from my empty glass to see that familiar grey stare, eying with fury in it. Oh great, just what I needed to end up my week, more pain.

Mr. Christian Grey, hotshot in person is standing in the opposite side of the bar looking at me, he's truly a wonderful sight and seeing him with this black suit and grey tie got me feeling things I probably shouldn't given the situation. It should be illegal to be this gorgeous and I just giggle at the thought of Christian being arrested and condemned for being to much hot.

He walks slowly towards me stopping only a few inches away, I try to maintain eye contact with him. I can't show him that I'm weak, I can't show that I'm not able to stand up to my ground; but his gaze is so cold and judgmental that I can't take, so I blur something and hope that I'm still in conditions of speak like a regular person.

"Look if it isn't Mr. Hotshot himself" and then I giggle again remembering my previous thought of this man behind bars.

"Are you drunk?"

"Are you always this blunt?"

"Yes, I am. Now tell me what have you been drinking?"

"That's none of you concern" I got angry at his rudeness so I got up planning on leaving him there.

"I believe it is."

Before I got to protest to anything hotshot grabbed my arm and took us to some terrace with access to the garden at the back of the house and if I wasn't so tipsy I'm sure this beautiful sight would have me mesmerized. Once we got there the interrogation proceed.

"Are you here with someone?"

"Why do you care?"

"Answer me!" His voice was low and rough but it demanded an answer, he truly exhales power.

"Yes… Kavanaugh…" It's all I manage to say.

"Ethan?! He's your date?" There's a look of disbelieve and anger in his face and I'm confused by his question, my brain it's not working properly with all the alcohol.

"What? I'm with Kate" I could swear I saw his features soften but my vision is a bit turve so I can't be sure.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

"This is an important company party and I'm a CEO so I guess it's logical. What about you?"

"Oh, I see and because I'm stripper it's not logical for me to be here, is that it?" I snapped, how could one man make be so angry?

"Yes, that's exactly it Anastasia." What? How could he even know my name? That's not possible… it can't be, this can't be happening.

I didn't get to answer back, I don't know if it was for the alcohol or just the sadness that I felt when he said my name like that but I burst into tears, all the latest events were starting to skink in and couldn't get a hold on myself. I just wanted to crumble to the floor and laid there in a ball until I got no more tears to shred.

Between the tears I manage to gain strength to walk the hell away from this party and this man, but before I could actually do that Christian grabbed my wrist and didn't allowed me to go.

"Let go of me!" I protested violently but only manage to get his grip tighter and my cry stronger. "Please let me go I can't bear to be more humiliated, just let me be." It was all I manage to get out of me.

I lower my head to the ground if he doesn't want to let me go then that's all I can do; I'm ashamed as it is I can stand for him to be seeing me like this.

"I'm sorry" He whispers, pulling me towards him and before I can even realize his hands are cupping my face and his lips are crashing mine, moving possessively and demanding my own, kissing me with a depth of passion? Well I don't know if it was passion but if definitely that catch me off guard.

He trapped me against the wall and a croaky moan comes out of me embodying my frustrations and despair. Immediately his tongue takes possession of my mouth, invading all of me and soon we start a battle for domination, with my tongue moving along with his; his breath got heavier and he clutched my hair while pressing his body over mine.

"I. Am. So. Sorry." And that was the last thing I heard.

Just wanna tell you guys to not get your hopes up because even though this happened, Christian is still gonna be a jerk. Eventually he will make it up for it, but for now he's still pretty angry at this whole situation. But I guess you'll just have to wait and see :P