I was awoken by a beautiful, sonic, piano melody coming from downstairs. The rays of sunlight lit the room and I knew instantly it would be a wonderful day. I sat upright and stretched my arms. My eyes shifted automatically to the other side of the bed. Christian wasn't there, but instead there were two full shopping bags with clothes and a handwritten note. Out of curiousity I read it.

- Follow where the music leads you

By looking at the handwriting I knew it was Christian. Oh, he was the one playing the piano, and he had most probably sent his housekeeper to buy some clothes. I swung my legs out off the bed, pulled out Christian's shirt and hang it in his closet. Hastily, I went to the other side of the bed and pulled on a white bra and panties, following a white blouse and navy skirt. Quickly, I went to the bathroom and washed my face and combed my hair before I left his room.

As I walked down I saw Christian playing on the piano. His sparkling grey eyes travelled instantly towards me when he noticed I was sitting beside him. The corners of his mouth lifted into a bright smile, telling me that he was happy to see me.

"Good morning, Anastasia", he said kindly and planted a soft kiss on my forehead when he stopped playing the piano.

"Good morning, Christian. Have you been awake for so long?", I asked him, leaning my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me.

"Not so long. I am not exactly a morning bird", he said. A smile started to line across my face. We were really alike when I thought about it.

"What are you playing? It's really beautiful"

"It's called Traumerei by Robert Schumann. It's a simple and beautiful masterpiece. One of my favorites", he said, twisting my hair around his finger.

"What made you start playing piano?", I asked curiously.

"My sister Mia inspired me and taught me to play the piano", he answered.

He raised from the piano bench and reached out a hand

"I think my housekeeper Rosaline is finished with making breakfast"

I put my hand in his and he followed me to the dining room. The moment he opened the door my eyes widened. It felt like I had been transported back to Jane Austen's era. The room had big windows with a great view to the garden. The furnitures were in an elegant and vintage style. These must cost a furtune! Not so many people had that in their homes. The round table was filled with delicious good food and a vase of red roses was placed in the middle. A chandelier lamp was hanging above. I looked around and had to take it all in. It was just breathtaking. We sat down by the table and started eating. I ended up with croissants with jam and butter.

"Where is your housekeeper? I would like to meet her", I said and took a small bite of the croissant, chewing it slowly. He looked at my mouth and then our eyes met.

"I told her that she could go home when she was finished with the breakfast since it's weekend. But you will meet her an another time", he said and continued eating.

While I was eating I noticed a bunch of books beside him, to my astonishment all of them were classic novels by Jane Austen.

His eyes travelled to the direction of the books and then at me.

"Jane Austen is an exceptional writer I have to admit"

"If I don't remember right, you really disliked romantic novels. What changed your mind?"

"I wanted to read them to understand you more Ana. What makes the male protagonist so romantic in your eyes. I want to be one of them"

This was really suprising. All this time he had been reading these books to understand me more, so he could have me.

"You remind me of a character in the book pride and Prejudice, my all time favorite romantic hero"

He traced his index finger seducitly, regarding me intently. I got him intrugied

"Who"

" Mr. Darcy. Because I found you arrogant and mean at first, but when I got to know you better, I was totally wrong"

"I don't converse easily with people I haven't met before. You remind me of Elizabeth Bennet"

"Really?!"

"The first day I met you. You appeared to be a really strong person. I have never been confronted so elegant and intelligent by a woman. Most of them just curse and scream some Idiotic words. But with you it's different.

I had a strong dislike in these books, until I met you. You turn these stories all true. Before I met you I didn't know what love was exactly. But when I fell in love I understood why people are searching to find it. I finally realized these stories can come true in reality, that's why people write them"

"I think I started to believe in true love when I fell in love too Christian"

After we were eating breakfast we decided to go swimming at his swimming pool. I was wearing a pink bikini which I found in one of the bags. The garden was really beautiful and calm. I truely understood why Christian would spend his days outside swimming in this hot weather. It felt like I was in paradise and not in Seattle. I pushed him lightly in the water and he instantly dragged me down with him. it felt amazing as the cold water creeped through my warm body. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing me tenderly.

"When I count to three both of us are going to be under water". I nodded

"One, two, three". We both emerged under water and he kissed me passionately. I wanted this moment to last an enternity. Me and him in this euphofic place, kissing each other.

After we were swimming for a while we were laying close to each other, sunbathing in one of his double sun loungers. His beautiful grey eyes were shimmering in the sun and his bright and cute smile made me want to kiss him over and over again.

"So how were you when you were studying and still in college?", I asked out of the blue, touching his damp and soft copper brown hair.

"What do you think I was?", he asked, smiling ruefully

I blushed, the same old Christian.

"I think you were a calm and a studious student"

He frowned at me very suprised by my answer.

"I haven't always been a calm person, Anastiasia, back in my college days I was really wild and out of control"

I gaped at him in astonishment, Christian Grey as the wild student was something I couldn't imagine.

"I guess you were popular and girls were swirming around you", I said smiling brightly

"You are right about that", he said and smiled an equally bright smile.

"You are one interesting person, Christian. Tell me more about your college days!", I begged him

"You really want to know"

"Yes"

"Prepare for something dreadful. When I was a medical student at Yale I was completely different than I am now, Anastasia. To be honest, I am really embarassed of myself when I think about it. Back in my college days I was really confused and completely out of control. The girls found me attractive and tried to flirt with me in having sex with them. Horney and sexual frustrated I accepted everyone of them. I lived in a dorm by myself and you could say it was used more to fuck girls than studying. It was a way to release my frustration and stay in control. But it developed to be worse. I ended up hanging out with the wrong people, who seduced me into their sex games. It could be really wild. I am still really ashamed of it"

I traced my fingers across his cheek and he kissed them one by one.

"Everyone can do mistakes, Christian. No one is perfect"

"But you are not a mistake", he said, smiling kindly, flirting with me.

I kissed him gently on his soft lips, and he cupped my breasts gently. I could feel my nipples hardened under his touch. When he started to trace kisses down my neck with his one hand caressing my back, a moan escaped from my mouth. He groaned when I wrapped my arms tightly around him, feeling it strained underneath his black swim trunks. I could feel him grow harder and his breathing quickened when I started to touch his swim trunk. I moaned when he continued kissing me down my chest and my breasts. When he started to rub my nipples I moaned louder. My breathing was frantic and my heart beating rapidly. Oh my, this beautiful sensation, only Christian Grey could make it feel so good. I was so wet and aroused and all I wanted was him to be inside me.

"God, I want you, Christian", I pleaded.

He kissed me tenderly, our tongues dancing an erotic dance. My fingers slided inside his swim trunks and I could feel it hard in my tight grasp. A groaned escaped from him when I gently cupped his sweet spots.

"It feels so good, Anastasia", he said breathingly. But when she gathered my hand in mine. A surge of panic filled inside me. What had I done wrong? My eyes followed him as he raised himself from the sun lounger. Damn he looked so beautiful. He smiled ruefully.

"If you want me, you have to find me", he said playfully and suddently ran inside the villa.

I ran inside after him, but he was nowhere to be seen. When I heard the sound of a door closing upstairs, I ran rapidly up the stairs.

"Christian, I know you are in there", I said teasingly

The moment I opened the door I gaped at him, completely astonished.

"Hi baby! Do you remember this?", he asked flirtious with a rueful smile on his face. My cheeks heated instantly and I became all flustered. There he was laying completely naked in bed, showing his beautiful muscles and body. His hand was sliding it slowly up and down.

Oh My God, he was jerking off in front of me!

A/N: Thank you so much for reading and writing reviews! I know my story is badly written with a lot of grammatical error. I just write it for my personal enjoyment. I hope you are having a great weekend!