What if Ana never interviewed Christian, never met him at her graduation but instead meets him when she's dating Luke Sawyer? Is Ana's fate in the hands of her boyfriend's kinky boss who obviously likes her or is she destined to be happy and normal with one of his security guards?
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After dropping Ana off at her apartment Luke headed to Escala to where Jason Taylor was waiting for him. His mind had been going wild ever since he had been told that his friend and superior wanted to talk to him in regards to Anastasia and the boss.
There were multiple scenarios building in his mind but all he knew for certain was that for a short while Anastasia was alone with Grey and that severely unnerved him.
Taylor was sitting in the staff apartment with Gail waiting patiently for Luke. He didn't know how the man was going to take what he had to say but he had to admit to himself that he was worried for Anastasia. The Boss had looked at her like a predator looked at his prey and it had managed to make him extremely uncomfortable, someone of Ana's innocence shouldn't be anywhere near a man like Christian Grey and his sexual proclivities.
Of course, Jason Taylor wasn't the most loquacious man. How was he supposed to tell one of his friends that he was worried about his girlfriend? He couldn't exactly say what Grey had planned, if he had anything planned that was. Damn he was paranoid in his old age.
On arriving Escala Luke hurried up the service elevator and made his way straight through to the staff quarters. He didn't want to piss about, he just wanted to know what Taylor knew and what it could mean for him and Ana. That was all.
"I'll get you a beer." Gail said as soon as she spotted Luke coming into the living area. Luke just gave her a small nod as he headed towards the couch opposite Jason.
"Well?"
"Wait for your drink man, you're gonna need it." Taylor replied before swigging his own beer, needing the bitter taste on his tongue to be from the alcohol and not from the words he was about to spill out.
Luke didn't want to sit and wait for his drink. He wanted to know what the fuck he had missed while he'd been sent to collect Elliot Grey for his boss instead of waiting for Ana to arrive.
Gail didn't seem to waste any time and returned with an ice cold bottle of bud for him with a glass though Luke of course took the bottle and shook his head towards the glass, there was no point in messing around with that.
After watching Luke take a long draught of his beer Taylor settled his own between his hands and rested his elbows on his knees showing to the younger man he was ready to address him and the situation they seemed to find themselves in.
"Ok Taylor enough fucking games, what the hell happened between Grey and Ana?" Luke growled, it was no secret to anyone who worked for Grey how much of a dark and twisted son of a bitch he truly was, he was completely convoluted.
"Ana came up and I met her from the elevator, the Boss then sent me down to see some stuff with Barney, listen man, I wasn't gone fifteen minutes. When I got back she seemed fine, a little flustered but fine." Taylor stressed the last word hoping that Luke would believe him, he didn't want the younger man to be upset over this, there wasn't really anything to be upset over in truth.
"Did he touch her?"
"Kissed her hand in farewell." Taylor wasn't going to sit there and lie to the man's face.
"Bastard… I'll fucking kill him Taylor, if he goes anywhere fucking near her I'll make sure he goes nowhere near another fucking woman again."
"There will be no need for that Luke, we just have to make sure he doesn't get near Ana again but I'm going to admit I'm worried, he likes her, he's taken an interest in her."
"Fuck sakes!" Luke was gripping his beer bottle so tight his knuckles had turned white, Taylor had never seen him so angry before.
"Listen to me Sawyer, we can do what we can to keep them apart, you make sure Ana doesn't come near Grey's House or Escala and I'll do my best to keep Grey from SIP and anywhere else he may bump into her, for now that's all we can really do." Taylor hoped that it would be enough.
Christian sat in his office looking over the financial details of Seattle Independent Publishing, the work place of one Anastasia Rose Steele. He'd never really been interested in the publishing world before but now he had a lot of interest in this specific one, and it was just his luck that the place was struggling financially.
There were a lot of forms to sort, and quite a bit of red tape too, but he was determined that by the end of the week he would own SIP and then there was nothing stopping him from seeing a little more of Miss Steele.
He had been so hot and bothered after their earlier meeting. She had been a natural submissive in front of him. He guessed she wasn't very experienced in sexual acts, however, her submissive nature had been on display to him, the way she didn't look him in the eye except when she was told to, and the way she had called him Sir… damn he was getting hard at the mere memory.
From the edge of his desk he grabbed the blue file that contained everything he had been able to find on the delectable little Miss Steele. Inside was a couple of photos of her, one from SIP, another from Washington State University and a third from her driver's license. They may not have shown her petite frame to him but he could imagine that, he had seen her stood in front of him with her head bowed which was now ingrained into his mind forever. It was all he needed to set his imagination on fire and he was able to visualise her naked in his playroom.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard erection, gripping it tightly. His eyes went from the pictures on his desk to closing in a flash, and images of Anastasia Rose Steele at his mercy in his red room danced through his mind. God! He could see her in various positions on his various apparatus. Her alabaster skin would turn pink at the work of his hand, or maybe a flogger or riding crop, damn she may even enjoy the bite of a cane, she may have been inexperienced but she may also find fast that she loved the pain, oh he could only wish and desire.
He came violently, like a teenage boy reading porn, all over his hand and specks of semen caught his suit. If he had much of a conscience then he may have felt disgusted at himself, but all he did feel was euphoric as he was going to make Anastasia… his.
