Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx K

As I sit at the breakfast bar next to Ana, I stare into my coffee cup, anything to keep my eyes busy. Gail places another croissant fresh from the oven down in front of me, and I eagerly tare into it, "Thanks Gail, these are great" I praise, "You welcome Miss Kavanagh" Gail's sunny face beams,

"Kate please" I offer up, and receive her small confirming nod.

Gail glances to my left and I can't help smiling, as her eyes widen excitedly and she fights so hard, to hide her chuckle. I roll my eyes as I follow her gaze, "For the love of God... Will you two please stop... How much longer do we have to put up with your tonsil tennis" I tease, as Ana and Christian finally pull their faces away from each other,

"Sorry Kate" Ana mumbles, still mirroring Chrisitan and leaning over the breakfast bar towards him. Their eye contact doesn't break, and I know I've made the right decision. These two deserve each other... No... More than that... These two are made for each other.

As Christian leans in closer to Ana, and Ana involuntarily starts to lean towards him again, I put a stop to 'game set and match', "Right Christian, we all have very busy days today, so go... Find Ell and get your butts off to work, things won't run and organise themselves you know" I say pointedly raising my eyebrows at him.

Knowing exactly how much Christian has to sort out before they leave today, he really does need to get a move on. He reluctantly pulls away from Ana and stands erect, in more ways than one. Ana giggles, as I pretend not to notice, choosing to stare down at my half eaten croissant. I chuckle to myself, as Gail flushes and quickly hides her head in the fridge.

Christian closes his suit jacket and heads for the staircase, "Lelli" he shouts loudly, "We're gonna be late" his face beams and his chuckle radiates out of him, as Elliot appears at the top of the stairs and yells back at him,

"Then you grab the lunches and I'll grab the sports kits" the two men stop still, just staring at each other, then both burst out laughing at the obvious childhood memory.

I smile fondly as I hear Ana sighing happily beside me. She rests her chin in her open palms and rests her elbows on the breakfast bar. She should sigh and be content, she did all of this. Elliot loves Christian, he loves the bond they have developed over the past few weeks, and by the soppy face of the mighty Christian Grey, he is reveling too.

Christian and Ell head over to us, to get their dutiful goodbyes. Ell and I can't help share a groan, as Ana and Christian's goodbye lasts a hell of a lot longer than ours did. Anyone would think they would never see each other again, even Elliot has soon had enough,

"Come on bro, put her down for Christ sakes, the day is nearly over" as they pull apart, Ell drags Christian over toward Taylor and the elevator, as I take Ana's hand and drag her over to the sofa. I smile as I notice a million unspoken words pass between them, before he finally disappears out of sight.

"You two are totally OTT" I tease, as we flop down onto the sofa. I chuckle as I hear Gail's giggle from the kitchen,

"Hey... You two seem pretty keen on each other too" Ana bounces back defensively,

"I know, Elliot's asked to move in with me" I confess Elliot's Jack induced ramblings from last night, Ana smiles and nods,

"He may as well cause I won't get in your way, I plan on being here every night, you may as well re-rent my room out" Ana giggles, I chuckle as she does have a point, after this weekend she won't need it,

"Are you popping home today? You haven't packed anything for your New York trip, shall I pack you a few bits and drop them off?" I offer, but Ana surprises me by shaking her head,

"No need, I have all the basics here and well... Christian wants to take me shopping" Ana smiles brightly at me,

"He does?" I question, Christian never mentioned this. I went over the itinerary with him for this trip, and if they do everything that he has planned, when on earth are they going to find time to shop? Saying that, Christian has that much money the shops will come to him.

"Yep" Ana chirps, "Christian thinks I need to fill more space in his closet, so he wants to treat me" oh the joys of unlimited shopping I gush inwardly. It's so wasted on Ana, knowing her, it will be a few new pairs of jeans and the odd T.

"Oh lucky you, but don't forget, don't even bother looking at the price tags and whatever you do, don't drag him into gap". I tease, as Ana rolls her eyes with a giggle. "Look I have to go, I have a few important calls to make, and a lot of things to do today, and so do you, what time is your meeting with Gia?" I ask, and Ana suddenly shows her nerves,

"I have to meet her at the hotel at about 1 o,clock" she mutters before biting her lip,

"Don't look so nervous you'll be fine, just polish up your designs and let them speak for themselves, they're great... But I'll wish you luck all the same, even though you don't need it." and it's true, her ideas and hidden flair for this will see her through, I really don't know what she is worrying about,

"Thanks Kate" Ana mumbles still not sounding to convinced, I stand and grab my things, then pull Ana up from the sofa, "Have a great time in New York okay, and I will see you when you get back" I pull Ana into a tight bear hug before we head to the elevator,

"I will have a fabulous time don't worry, I'm so excited" Ana suddenly gushes, I think the reality of the weekend has just hit her, and so it should, it is going to be amazing. I'm so envious,

"You should be, New York is a great place" I tell her truthfully, oh I wish I was going to. As the elevator doors open I step inside,

"Thanks for last night Kate, it was really nice spending time with you, Christian really appreciated it" Ana says gratefully, and I chuckle, oh if only she knew,

"Oh I know Ana, I know... Love you Ana" I tell her as I press the down button,

"Love you too Kate" Ana's voice sings as the doors begin to close. As soon as the doors close completely, I pull out my phone to call Christian.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx A

After and hour or two of polishing up my designs, I finally feel happy, nervous, but happy, about the choices I have made. Realising that time is running away with me, I head for the bedroom and jump in the shower. I have decided to dress in a sharp black pencil skirt with a slit up the back, and a light grey silk gypsy blouse. With it tucked into a wide belt and matched with killer heels, I look sexy but professional. Thanks once again to Kate, and her vast and accessible wardrobe.

As I sit on the bed pulling on my shoes, my phone rings. I lean over and retrieve it from the bedside cabinet and smile as Christian's gorgeous face appears.

"Hi Christian" I greet him fondly,

"Hi baby" his voice breathes in my ear, "I wanted to wish you luck for your meeting"

"Thank you" I reply feeling the butterflies in my stomach start to dance again, I take a calming breath as Christian continues,

"I have some bad news though, we have to set off a bit earlier this afternoon. There is going to be a lot of high winds later on today, so we need to take off before they hit" his voice carries apprehension,

"Is it still safe to fly?" I ask stupidly, as if Christian would risk it,

"It's fine Ana, don't worry" he assure me with a chuckle,

"Okay, I will let Gia know" I hear his deep sigh down the phone,

"I will meet you at the airfield at 2 o,clock, okay baby?" Christian says softly, "Taylor will be swinging by Escala soon, Gail will of finished our packing, so Taylor will be picking up the luggage, any problems speak to him okay?" Christian informs efficiently, but his voice sounds worried suddenly,

"It's fine Christian don't worry about me, Luke will be with me alday and after my meeting, I will head straight over to meet you" my mind and body start to react once again to the thought of my presentation, and I feel my hands start to sweat. Christian easily picks up on my mood,

"Baby" he breathes softly, causing my scalp to tingle and my eyes to roll, "If this all falls through... I will build you a hotel" I chuckle shaking my head, my body and nerves eased,

"Like I've always said... You have more money than sense" I giggle once again, astounded by his generosity,

"With you, most definitely... I love you Ana" he whispers softly, "Don't be late" he adds,

"I won't I promise, see you soon... Love you too Christian" I whisper longingly, and I hear his soft contented sigh, just before the line goes dead.

After speaking to Gia and rearranging out meeting, I head to my office and grab all my designs. Entering the kitchen Gail is just staring at me, looking all giddyfied. "What?" I ask, giving myself the once over, to try and see what she's laughing at.

"Oh Ana you look wonderful, very smart... I have something for you" she sing songs,

"You do?" I question, but can't help giggling as her excitement is contagious,

"Yes, Mr Grey asked me to give you this when you were leaving" She smiles warmly as she bends down behind the breakfast bar.

As she stands, she holds up a huge box, it's at lease three foot by two foot, an inch or two deep, and by the way Gail swings it up onto the breakfast bar, it isn't very heavy. My eyes light up, as I step eagerly toward her and my gift.

The light blue pinstripe box is wrapped with a huge dark blue bow, which I eagerly pull open. As I lift the lid on the box I notice Gail is bouncing next to me. I smile up at her, as I pull out my new dark grey leather portfolio case. It looks like something an experienced artist would have, to proudly show off their work.

My hand trails the front of the case, my fingers feeling the raised edges of the large silver engraved 'A', "It's beautiful" I mumble, but my brow furrows, as the 'A' looks slightly off centre as if awaiting another letter, "Did he forget my Surname?" I mutter, as Gail chuckles,

"Look, you'd better go, you can't be late" Gail urges, as Luke magically appears from Taylor's office.

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As luke pulls up outside The Clifton Hotel, I take a deep calming breath, trying desperately to get my nerves under control. Luke catches my eye in the rear view mirror and smiles, "Ana, you will be fine just remember, breath, remain confident, and stay composed" I nod, calling on my inner determination. Luke chuckles, as I must not look as calm as I think I do. "If you get too nervous... Just imagine them all in their underwear" Luke teases, and I laugh loudly as Luke steps out of the car.

As Luke and I sit in the vast hotel reception, I glance at the large clock on the wall yet again. Gia is already fifteen minutes late, I just hope she gets here soon, I have to be at the airfield in just over an hour. As I anxiously glance to the revolving doors once more, I sigh in relief as Gia breezes in. She is looking her usual, stunning, elegant self, and I'm so glad I made a bit more of an effort with my appearance, I would of looked a complete fool in jeans.

"So sorry Ana I got caught up" Gia gushes as she reaches me, and leans in for a miss by a mile air kiss. I notice Luke frowning slightly over her shoulder,

"It's fine Gia, but I do have to leave by 1.45 to catch my flight" I point out, hopefully reminding her how short we are for time,

"Oh you will love New York, how long are you going for?" she asks, while shrugging out of her coat and attempting to sit down,

"Only until Sunday... Wont the manager be waiting for us?" I ask, eager to get this ball rolling,

"Probably, Do you want to grab a drink in the bar first?" she asks surprisingly, I shake my head,

"I don't think we really have time" I state catching Luke's eye, he shakes his head minutely. I notice his eyebrows twist in annoyance at Gia'a heavy huff,

"Come on then, I know you have to leave... So let's do this" she turns sharply on her heel, and heads over to the reception.

As we head to the manager's office, Luke follows behind us closely. As we approach the door, Gia turns squarely to face Luke raising her eyebrows, indicating that this is as far as he goes. Lukes posture hardens but his voice remains civil,

"I will wait for you here Miss Steele" He informs me with a polite nod, before placeing his back firmly against the wall next to the door,

"Thank you Sawyer" I smile up at him as Gia pushes open the door.

As we enter the large masculine office, the first thing I notice, is the wall of in-house CCTV. I take in the plush interior of my surroundings on the little TV screens, "Wow this place looks amazing" I mutter, sounding more than a little awed. I hope I'm not in over my head I nervously ponder.

"It will be by the time we've finished with it" Gia states confidently, while opening her large portfolio and arranging her designs on the large mahogany desk,

"Where is Mr Clifton?" I ask following her lead, and unzipping my new case and taking out my design boards,

"He will join us any minute... Show me what you got" Gia says reaching for my boards, I hand them over hesitantly,

I watch nervously as her eyes study every small detail of my proposed designs, I bite my lip watching and waiting for her initial reaction. Her eyes look into mine, widening "Wow Ana, these are great, you really do have a talent for this" Gia praises and I let out the breath I was holding and finally relax.

As Gia arranges everything on the desk, the office door swings open, and who I'm presuming is Samuel Clifton comes storming in. I'm instantly reminded of Christian, even though he looks nothing like him, its just the aura of power that surrounds him. But unlike Christian, who oozes it effortlessly, Samuel Clifton has to work at it.

He's around forty, about five eleven, well build, but is carrying the few extra pounds that comes with rich living. His styled to perfection hair is a dull sandy colour, and his muddy brown eyes hold little warmth. His suit is sharp, made to measure, he carries himself well but if I'm honest, he instantly creeps me out.

Before the door has even closed behind him, Gia goes into full schmooze mode. Rushing over to him, her hand outstretched in greeting, "Samual, great to see you again" she gushes,

"Sam" he mutters, his eyes scanning her briefly as he automatically shakes her hand. His eyes lock onto mine but only for a second, then they trail me from head to toe, slowly. As his eyes rake all over me, I feel my stomach twist nervously.

"Ana, let me introduce you to Mr Samuel Clifton, he is the owner of this fine establishment" Gia turns towards me and they both step forward. I fight the urge to step backwards as I force a smile on my face. "Sam, this is Anastasia Steele, my new right hand" I step forward to accept his offered hand, hiding my reluctance.

"Nice to meet you Anastasia" he drools, and a shiver runs up my spine, but not in a good way. I take his hand politely, and force myself to return the shake of his clammy hand.

"Nice to meet you too" I manage to muster up, his thumb strokes my wrist as he releases my hand, but I pretend not to notice and turn earnestly to Gia. I notice her eyebrow twitch as she hides a small frown,

"I have heard nothing but good things about you" he leers as I blush,

"I hope I don't disappoint" I mutter, then cringe at his reply,

"I'm sure you won't" he drools, as my skin crawls.

After half an hour or so of going over our proposals, Sam Clifton is impressed. He has a board of mine, and one of Gia's and is clearly undecided, "Which would you prefer?" he asks me, standing just a little bit too close for comfort, I shift further around the table out of his way, and pick up Gia's board.

"Well I'm torn between the two" I tell him truthfully, even though I wish he would choose mine, but Gia's is also very impressive,

"Take five Ana, go upstairs and look around" Gia suddenly suggests, "The rooms always look different in the cold light of day, so take a few things upstairs, then make your final decision"

"It's getting a little late Gia" I tell her hiding my apprehension, and urgent need to flee,

"It's fine, be quick" she dismisses, Handing me a card key for room 602 before engaging Sam in conversation.

Realising that I don't have a choice, I reluctantly leave the office, instruct Luke to wait for me in reception, and rush urgently towards the elevators.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Gia

"These are great Gia, your designs are very impressive, you certainly live up to your reputation" Sam says appreciatively, I nod my thanks but hold my tongue in response to his praise, as I notice his eyes lock onto Ana, as she appears on the CCTV wall. I contain my frustrated sigh.

I knew it would be a good idea including her on this, work wise she is amazing... But just what the hell is it about her?

She wears hardly any makeup, has wild unruly hair, hasn't got much dress sense, and is as nervous as a kitten... Yet still has every decent man falling at her feet. I can't see the appeal myself, but Sam hasn't taken his eyes off her.

I can't help my cocked eyebrow then slow sneer, as I see Sam trail his tongue over his lips slowly. My eyes instinctively roll as his pupils dilate... He wants her,

"Pretty isn't she?" I whisper with a low giggle,

"Yes... Very nice... But she seems familiar" Sam mutters, I smile as he watches her every move, until she enters the hotel room and vanishes from the screen, then his eyes turn to mine, "I've seen her before... I just can't place her" his brow furrows showing intrigue,

"She is currently entertaining Christian Grey" I manage to say without spitting, Sam's eyes widen in recognition,

"Oh yes of course... Is it serious?" he asks urgently, brushing his tongue over his lips once again. Well... He seems to have taken a shine to our little Ana, my mind starts to tick over,

I snigger before replying, "This is Christian Grey we're talking about, so how serious could it possibly be" I jest but insinuate, hopefully giving him the green light. His eyes widen as he watches the door of the hotel room, I notice the swell in his pants as he shifts in his chair,

"I think I will pop upstairs... See if I can assist her in any way" he mutters, and I know exactly what he's thinking, and I'm not gonna stop him,

"Yes you do that, she was struggling to make a decision, go help her out" I encourage hiding my smile, without another word he leaves the room. I lean back in my chair and watch the CCTV wall, "Oh this should be interesting" I can't help mutter as Sam enters the lift.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx A

As I rush around the very swish hotel room holding up colour charts in natural light, I suddenly see the door open in front of me. Sam Clifton walks slowly into the room and closes the door behind me.

"I thought I would offer my opinion" he utters softly stepping closer to me, I shift instinctively across the room so that the sofa is between us. I don't know what it is... But he makes my skin crawl.

"It's fine Mr Clifton, I have made my decision" I state firmly edging towards the door, he smirks and sits down on the sofa tapping the seat beside him,

"Come on Ana sit... Tell me about your ideas," I swallow as his eyes hold mine, because if I'm reading him right, then talking is the last thing on his mind,

"I'm sorry Mr Clifton, you will need to Speak to Gia, I have a plane to catch" I say confidently, trying hard to keep my nerve. As I near the door, I pull it open and step out into the hallway, wishing to god I was psychically linked to Luke.

As I step into the hallway I rush to the nearby elevator, pushing the call button urgently hoping that no one else has called it. It opens instantly, 'thank you' I pray to the heavens as I hurry inside and press the down button. As the door closes far too slowly for my liking, I breathe a sigh of relief, then freeze, as a hand suddenly appears between the few inches of open door, just like in a horror movie.

I bite my lip as my heart starts to pound and my head starts to swim. As Sam steps into the lift, he smiles a slow drawn out smile, but his eyes show nothing.

I step back instinctively, as Sam steps closer.

As the doors close Sam turns to me fully, "You're very pretty Anastasia" he attempts to purr,

"Thank you" I mutter not making eye contact, he takes a step closer and my heart starts to palpitate,

"Yes... You're very pretty indeed" he mutters, standing directly in front of me. As he lifts his arm up towards me, I smell his pungent cologne and it turns my stomach. His fingers reach towards me, to slowly tuck that stupid, misbehaving strand of loose hair behind my ear. His fingers trail my jaw before they leave me, and I use all my strength to hide my flinch. His slow drawn out words fill the small space, "Don't be shy Ana" he coo's.

As he shuffles closer in front of me, he looks me up and down. His eyes hood and darken as they rest on my chest, and I internally cringe as I read his body language... Oh fuck.

He suddenly takes hold of my wrist, and I gasp at the contact. I automatically step back trying to pull my wrist free, but his grip tightens. He ignores my discomfort and rebuke, and pulls me into him roughly, his lips brush the side of my mouth and I feel myself freeze. As my heart stops, and my knees begin to tremble, I feel lightheaded as I feel the perspiration spread all over my body... And I realise that panic is creeping in.

"Come on Ana, I want the same aftercare that Grey is getting" his vile words ring in my ears before sinking in, and I know this can only end one way.

As I fight the panic and nausea, Luke's voice floods my mind. I close my eyes for just a second, trying hard to concentrate. Luke assured me, stay calm... Stay safe. All I have to do, is breath... Assess... Defend.

I breath deeply allowing my body to relax, and I slowly raise my eyes to his. As my body calms and relaxes in front of him, I see the change in him, and a small snigger leaves his curled lips. He thinks he's got me... Oh fuck.

Still holding onto my wrist, he pulls me again towards him, I stumble forward on one foot but manage to hold my posture. I force a smile and look up at him, trying to lull him into a false sense of security, and as he starts to lean into me, I detatch and focus. Stay strong Ana... Focus... Breath... Access. He leans in further and his lips touch mine once again.

I fight the urge to scream and run as I concentrate on Luke's voice. 'Your first priority is to get the upper hand, you need to play along... No matter what the situation... Then use what you can' his voice reminds and keeps me calm.

I let my lips robotically respond to his, trying hard to ignore the pungent smell of him that is making my stomach heave. The feel of his wet slobbering lips is vile, and I feel physically sick. I feel his grip on my wrist tighten further but I have to stay calm, I can't panic, I just have to remember to breath.

"That's right Ana, we can have some fun" he mumbles against my forced moving lips, I feel his other hand start to move to my hip. And I know I don't have long.

His slimy mouth and bad breath are repulsive and combined with his touch, it is making my head spin once again... But I need to say calm and play along. As I feel him relax, I know that I'm gaining some control.

'Oh Christian, please forgive me' I internally beg, as I bring my hand up and into his hair. I run my fingers slowly through his stiff locks encouraging him, and I soon feel his entire body relax. When I know for sure that all his rigidity has gone, I know then that I'm in a better position... Because he's now vulnerable.

"That's right Ana" he whispers, attempting to wrap his arms around my waist, I take a deep breath preparing myself, because I know I cannot let that happen... I would never escape his grip.

'Now' I scream in my head as I pull, and I pull hard on his hair forcing his neck to arch. As it does, I punches him in the throat as hard as I can. As soon as he steps back I bring up my knee, and with all of my strength I knee him in the groin. His groan fills the elevator as his hands grab at his crotch, and as he lolls forward I attempt to turn away but he makes a quick grab for me.

I know I'm only seconds away from the doors opening, so I just have to buy myself more time. I turn sharply and he curses loudly, as I scrape the heel of my shoe down his shin, before spearing it into his foot. He half yells, half screams as he falls backwards onto the floor.

As soon as the doors slide open, I react and kick off my shoes and run. I run straight into Luke's arms, and he realises instantly that I'm upset and on the verge of collapse. He swings me up safely into his arms and holding me tightly to his chest, he rushes me back to the safety of the car.

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A/N HI ALL... A LOT OF YOU ARE WORRIED ABOUT THE DRAMA I HAVE PLANNED, WELL TO CLARIFY ONCE AGAIN, NO ONE WILL CHEAT AND NO ONE WILL DIE. AS YOU HAVE PROBABLY GUESSED WITH THIS STORY, I LIKE TO WRITE FROM CHRISTIAN'S POV, I FIND THAT SO EASY TO WRITE FOR SOME REASON, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS HURT AND BROKEN, SO THAT'S A CLUE TO HOW BAD THIS WILL GET. ;)

SO PLEASE STICK WITH THIS AND DON'T WORRY... BY MONDAY THEY WILL BE BACK IN EACH OTHERS ARMS... WERE THEY BELONG.

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