Christian POV

9 April 2010

It was a usual rainy day in Seattle and he was spending time making people wet their pants in the world of mergers and acquisitions

, his second in command Ros were on holiday after a particularly a successful accusation with her girlfriend, so he was just clearing paperwork backlog while searching for new companies to take over and repair, his mail was showing multiple requests from the dean of WSU for handing out diplomas for this year's batch.

He was still skeptical about it, on one hand, he can get some new interesting talent from the university and train them, on another hand he doesn't want to fend off media and people trying to get close to him like always. He has kept his life private for all these years and he didn't want to open doors for more people to coerce him into such things. PR said it would be good for a new internship program that was in talks.

Decisions, decisions. He was generally particularly quick about making any decision but this was just stuck in his head.

Maybe a tour through campus can help him decide was another idea that popped in his head. There was nothing new and interesting happening in his life.

Life was a boring routine, fucking subs were getting boring, work gym playroom on weekends as part of his boring life.

He decided on touring the campus, to get touch with the world at the end.

His sister recently went to Paris for a year's culinary course and he was proud of her, her credit card bills, not so much but it was his duty as big brother to spoil her, his parents can keep her grounded when needed.

He emailed the dean of WSU that he would consider handing the diplomas if he could get a tour of campus without broadcasting that to the world.

Dean, of course, was on seventh heaven and agreed as he thought he would. He forwarded his plans to Taylor and got ready for the sudden visit. Let's see what the university he was so heavily invested in was offering.

Anastasia POV

12 April 2010

Damn, Wanda won't start again and she was getting late to go to the class.

"Jose, Wanda is giving me grief again, can you drop by?" , Her calls to Jose was rather straightforward these days, he was a year below her and son of her father's friend, but he didn't know the meaning of the word No, she wanted to replace Wanda and she had enough funds but her reluctance towards change was what kept her with Wanda, she was a steady friend in her initial years of college, after all, her loyalty towards Wanda was the battle she was internally having.

In the end, she thought *just fuck it, I am getting a new car.*

Last year she had won a state-level writing competition and won $100k. It was mostly just sitting in her account, she needed little amount to get through the month and she had much of it saved. She booked a cab and went to college that day.

In college, while she was far from being a most social person, she still knew some people and was on a friendly basis with everyone, most of her faculty dotted on her since she won the competition and she wasn't sure she liked that or not but it had its own perks. People were always eager to talk to her but she didn't trust most after being used by Kate Kavanagh in her first 2 years.

Today something was happening on campus, many girls were dressed extra nice, and she even saw one of her gay acquaintance dressed well today. She ignored the chit chat around the campus, attended her class, which she barely made on time and was just spending time in a garden near her next to the class building, editing a manuscript, she had gotten an online internship after winning the competition, she could work from anywhere with the nature of internship she had, just one meeting a fortnight was required from her, she worked for Fox publishing house in Seattle, it was a large one with a few a hundred employees and she was grateful for having to do something to pass time while not studying and attending classes.

At the beginning of the college, she had sought work in a hardware store, while it was a paying job, her boss's brother was a creeper. He leered at her whenever he was home from his uni and made her uncomfortable. She wasn't the most comfortable person in her skin type of girl and she just quit after winning the competition. It seemed that being entered in that competition secretly by her one of the professors was one of the things she would be grateful for the rest of her life. She had a paying internship now in the field she was actually interested in and invested in. She didn't have to pull crazy hours to meet the ends and didn't have to live as a housemaid for Kate Kavanagh.

She knew after living with Kate for a few months that she was a spoiled princess and wasn't used to not being the center of attention. After a few arguments, they had parted ways and she went and rented a nice three-bedroom flat a little away from the general campus crowd. She liked her place, it was hers, all her and she seemed like she was getting a new car as well before the next weekend as it seemed her next meeting was coming up at publishing house. She was so engrossed in editing and reading the new manuscript she didn't notice everyone staring at the person who was with the dean.

As her wrist alarm beeped, reminding her of the next class, she went through the motions and took her usual seat in the class. Girls are extra cheery today, she decided to ask what's the occasion, prepared was alert and aware in her mind.

"Hey Susie, how are you?" She grabbed the attention of her one of the shy classmate and partner in a few projects.

"I'm good, just finished the homework for the week and looking forward to a nice weekend," Susie replied kindly while asking the same.

"I'm great, I am yet to finish half of the week's load and looking forward towards a relaxing weekend as well, well I was wondering what's going on with everyone today? All the girls dressing up, is there some event or party which slipped my calendar?" She asked looking a bit confused to Susie, who was looking out of the window behind her with a star-struck look on her face. "Umm, what? Oh it's just The Christian grey of GEH having a tour of campus today, he is literally jaw-dropping gorgeous, just look behind you from the window" Susie said still star-struck.

Out of curiosity's sake, I turned around to look out from the window, *Damn, that ass is fineeeee, was her first thought when she saw an about 6'2 man with the rarest shade of copper hair chatting with her favorite professor. The man had one hand behind his obviously muscular back and those long long fingers were going to appear in her dreams for a long time.

Then Adonis, as she had decided to name him in her mind turned and she caught his side profile, it should be illegal for a man to look like that and she was a goner. She hadn't even looked at him properly and maybe won't get to as obviously a man as this handsome would not be available. Pride and prejudice come into her mind, she has found her own unavailable Mr. Darcy and will forever think about him, But she was one stubborn woman. No matter how gorgeously like god a man looked, she can never throw herself at a man like a cheap whore. She turned her attention to her manuscript as it looked like her professor was not going to come in class at this rate. Her manuscript was interesting at her one quirk was chewing her pencil while reading something interesting. Seems like this manuscript made that criteria.

"Ms. Steele, can I get a minute from you", her professor called getting in the class

"Sure professor, after all this hour of the day is dedicated to you every Monday." She joked opening her smart mouth as usual.

Christian POV

The campus tour was boring. When he was looking for talent and passion, all he was getting the look of lust from people, he was getting sick of it and regretting asking for this. He would look at statistics instead of faces next time when he felt like getting in touch with people. It was just a face, why didn't people understand. He was joined by a new professor every time he and dean entered the new building. He suspected the dean was summoning people to show the best in the building. As he entered the last building of the campus, he thought never again. The guide of this building was an old man, like ancient literally, he wondered how this person was standing but finally, he has met a person he can talk to without getting looks of either lust or dollar sign in eyes.

They were discussing a few architectural features of the building, while the dean was talking to some other professor at some distance. This old man reminded him of his grandfather Theodore, he had kind eyes. Kind eyes were something he has seen so less in his life that he had come to a point where kind eyes mean kind soul.

Suddenly the professor asked cutting through all the bullshit "what are you looking for today? Obviously you haven't come to all the Portland for getting leered at by college girls?"

"Mr. Brown, I came to seek passionate and talented youngsters but it seems like I'll stick with data and numbers next time, this kind Professor.

"Well, in that case, let me introduce you to my star pupil, she is a natural at whatever she sets the mind to and a winner through and through. Her smart mouth can leave your mouth hanging and her naive view of the world is adoring at this age, shall I introduce you? She can introduce you to the talent as you are seeking here, she is well connected." Mr. Brown asked with twinkling eyes, I saw mischief in his eyes but intrigued by what he had to offer. If it was just another lusting female, he was getting out of here soon enough.

"Let's see what you have to offer in the form of your best Mr. Brown, she must be something if you're selling her this high handed." He said intrigued.

Mr. Brown's laughter was humorous, he almost cracked a smile. He opened the door of the classroom they were standing in front of. From his view inside the window he could see a great many people staring at him, he was feeling disappointed, then he saw mane of shiniest mahogany hair falling and side profile of a woman chewing a pencil while reading something on an iPad, he was reminded of his subs with brown hair, but this shade of brown couldn't be compared to them. It made everything look dull then he saw that woman pouted at something she read, he wished this was the one professor was talking about, or if not how could he get a chance to look at her?

At that moment decided to call his favorite student out of her Disneyland. "Ms. Steele, can I get a minute from you"

And lo and behold that angel lifted her head and said from those plump pink kiss me lips "Sure professor, after all this hour of the day is dedicated to you every Monday." In a joking manner, laughed by her witty reply, his laughter traveling to miles and I saw many people looking at the angel, a few boys with lust in their eyes and a few girls with looks of envy. It seems like either she is popular or reserved, Two sides of a coin. Angel stood up and I saw her wearing a tasteful red sweater on a blue knee-length sundress with some white shoes. Blue was a color suited on angel, if she was hers he would drape her in the finest world has to offer. Down boy, he thought, she was just another female. She bought her IPad with her, leaving that lucky chewed pencil on her desk.

She was almost 5'6 with bluest cornflower eyes he has ever seen. Her eyes were hypnotical and her walk was elegant, her figure was hidden in the sweater but what he can see of her legs they were fine and went for miles, her face flawless with a few freckles near her nose and hair loose and flowing. She must have people falling left and right and center at her feet.

She chatted with her professor for a few minutes while dean came back and tried to gain my attention, but my eyes were unable to leave her, her laughter was not like the attention-grabbing, ear-piercing laughter of his sister's friends but sweet music and he could see a few people staring at her with envy and lust again, how she fended people off her he wondered. Then his angel did something no women except Ros and Elena has done in front of him in the professional setting, she took charge.

"Hello, I'm Anastasia Steele, Major English Hons, minor business, what can I do for you today. Professor Brown said you're expecting to see the talent on the campus but frankly, it is like window shopping online, you can look but you can never determine quality" she rambled in her sweet voice and I found my voice.

"Ms. Steele a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Brown was highly complementary towards your abilities, your smart mouth must be one of the highly sought qualities around here," I said offering her my hand. I've never flirted with another person, I have seen it and faced it but never initiated it. She seemed to blush dark pink and bobbed her head at my remark. Defiantly not gay if she is not immune to my charm. I saw from my side of my eyes Taylor looking impassive as usual but with a glint in his eyes I've never seen before. Interesting. People all around were looking with envy or lust again and the professor had a humorous glint in his eyes and smile on his face. It looked like the glint in her mother's eyes when she tried to match-make her children.

As angel took my hand to shake, it felt like I've left this earth, she had softest hands I've ever felt but that electricity was something never happened before. It made me feel alive for the first time in my eyes must be the size of saucers to passerby's and my breath hitched. But I'm master of poker face and in Nanoseconds, I controlled my bearings.

"Well, Mr. Grey let's say I've many talents and my smart mouth is something I like to use on a daily basis. So what are you truly shopping for today, shall I give you an informal tour of the ground and point out hidden gems of our campus?"

This woman is the most straightforward woman I have ever met period. She was a siren with an angel's face and way out of his league with all my demons and his dark past. At that moment I decided not to pursue her, but she was his. She was too pure for likes of him. He would protect her, even from myself.

"Let's take this conversation somewhere Private Ms. Steele, it looks like I'm disturbing your class. I'd like a private informal tour very much but not today." His reply bought a sense of relief on her face and he was intrigued, women generally wanted to spend time with him. Yet this girl didn't want. Still, she was an angel and maybe she could see darkness in him from a mile away.

Anastasia POV

"Ana, of GEH, is looking for talented and passionate interns for his company, can you show him gems of our campus, and you know all the suitable candidates from the study you participated in last semester. Maybe focus on students graduating this year and coordinate with ." Mr. Brown was taciturn as always. He never wasted his or my time, he reminded me of Ray. I owed him a lot and cannot turn down his request.

"I'd be delighted to help you, Professor," she said smiling at her mentor.

"Thank you Ana, he is an important benefactor of the university, his funding keeps many departments afloat, make sure to not waste his time. That man doesn't tolerate people using him as far as I was able to glean from him. Just give your best and take this class off. I'll give you credits and homework by mail for this if accepts your wisdom" his words made me blush, my wisdom ha-ha.

"Don't worry Professor, I'd only work with him, if we are compatible and provide him the best from my knowledge?" I said confidently., That man is out of my league, Maybe this was a good thing, as working with him will be a nice project.

She nodded towards her professor and approached the Adonis who had his beautiful piercing grey eyes focused on her. He had the face of a god, flawless with a strong jaw and a patrician nose. Those lips were a thing of fashion magazines, now she understood why the whole campus was in chaos because of one man. His eyes were focused on me the whole time as I talked to the professor Like he was checking me out and looking into my soul at the same time bypassing all her walls and barriers, He was definitely not Gay as people called him. This was going to be a tough project and it would probably test her all the willpower. Good training for the real world.

"Hello, I'm Anastasia Steele, major English Hons, minor business, what can I do for your today, Mr. Grey. Professor Brown said you were expecting to see talent in the campus but frankly, it is like window shopping online, you can look but you can never determine quality" she said in confident voice starting their conversation on a friendly note but even to her own ears, she knew she was rambling. Great, this adios must be thinking of me as another fangirl.

What he said next surprised me, "Ms. Steele a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Brown was highly complementary towards your abilities, your smart mouth must be one of the highly sought qualities around here"

He was definitely flirting but what would you know about flirting Anastasia, you're practically the most inexperienced girl on the campus. It's just his usual charm for anyone and everyone. Focus on the task.

She took him a hand to accept his greeting but was dumbstruck with the shock of her life, it passed through her whole body like someone used Taser on her. This man is a god period. Her newly awakened sub consciousness declared. She managed to make her normal friendly face to not give away her expressions. This was going to be a very hard task. Before she could think properly her mouth said

"Well, Mr. Grey let's say I've many talents and my smart the mouth is something I like to use on a daily basis. So what are you truly shopping for today, shall I give you an informal tour of the ground and point out hidden gems of our campus?"

had an amused look in his eyes like he was enjoying it too much. This man is going to test all my limits.

"Let's take this conversation somewhere Private Ms. Steele, it looks like I'm disturbing your class. I'd like a private informal tour very much but not today." His reply bought a sense of relief in her, so I get time to research and give my best before wasting his time. Thank God, was her prayer towards heaven.

"Whatever suits you, Mr. Grey, let's take this conversation to the campus Starbucks. They provide coffee and privacy, we can discuss our plan there." There, the ball is in his court, maybe he won't waste his time with this project and decline. She wished he wasn't so damn good looking, maybe then she could keep her panties from soaking, his baritone voice was going straight to her southern reign, and for the first time after that club night, she was wet. Damn man.

"Lead the way Ms. Steele, I'm interested in this project, and Starbucks is as good as any place."

He said with amusement in his voice, he was entertained that fucker, he wasn't serious about this project, maybe just passing time playing around, giving people hope. Reserve your judgment Steele, buck up, her consciousness was butting her head where it wasn't needed.

She nodded towards dean and rest of the people around them, noticing them too late, she saw a buff tall military man standing a few feet away from, he was a bit familiar but then all the military men reminded her of her father and stepfather. Both of them were in the military, her brave father who died one day after her birthday and her stepfather who raised her into women today.

They went to Starbucks located on the campus and chose a corner table, she narrated and rambled about campus whole way and merely looked amused, a buff man following a few paces behind and the whole campus staring at Adonis. His name should be Adonis but Christian suits him as well. Starbucks was just a few buildings away and she took the garden path to avoid heavy staring.

Their meeting went discussing the departments his company worked on and departments correlated in university. In the end, they decided on another meeting on Saturday when she would be in Seattle with stats for a new internship project he was starting in his company. This way she would get a week to prepare and compile relevant data. He was serious during the discussing business.

"How would you commute to Seattle Ms. Steele?" was his random question after their discussion

"Well my current Car won't be able to make that journey and I'm thinking of buying a Seattle reliable car this weekend. Any tips?" she asked cheekily, startling from his thoughts. Maybe this man wasn't used to many random questions.

Christian POV

Her car won't be able to make it, she is asking me for tips for buying her car. Should I Buy submissive special for her? No, she is innocent and she is different from them. Maybe I should send Taylor with her, he can get her a good deal. I can't buy her a car, I don't know anything except her name.

"Well Ms. Steele, I've always found Audi reliable for my own use and I'll recommend you the same. Maybe my security guy can get you a good deal? He buys Audis quite frequently."

"Oh I don't want to impose Mr. Grey, I just wanted a random opinion. I was looking for Saab the other day, is Audi a safe car? I drive to Montesano and Seattle quite frequently." She said deeply thinking something.

Fuck, maybe she had a boyfriend in Montesano or Seattle. Fuck fuck fuck, obviously a beautiful girl like her can't be attached. Maybe I can get more information, let's try those question Elliot is always talking about, about picking girls.

"You fan of outdoor sports? I've heard Montesano is good for hiking and camping" I asked a bit nervous.

There, maybe she would tell me, I'll get her background check soon enough. But if she is honest, maybe we can keep this. Whatever is going on between us? I don't want this day to end.

"Montesano is my father's home, we love hiking camping fishing there. I try to visit every other weekend to keep him company and have some fun" her eyes were full of love and pride for her childhood home it seems. Thank God no boyfriend there. But what are the chances she won't have a boyfriend here, an angel-like her would have people in line for her?

"My dad, my brother and I like to fish as well. Well, my brother is always getting us into some or other activity." I said surprising myself, I never share anything with anyone. What is she doing to me? I'm always in control. Where is my mouth to tongue filter? But she looks genuinely interested, maybe, maybe I can do this.

"It's getting late, if I want to get that car, maybe I should leave. Here's my card, if you decide to go ahead with this project, I'll be happy to help you. Thank you for this opportunity" she said smiling, she is wonderful, wish she would be mine.

Her card read

"Anastasia Rose Steele

Freelance writer and editor

554-752-7537"

Even her card was elegant like her, rose gold print and border on snow-white good quality card.

"Of course Ms. Steele, I look forward to our meeting on Saturday. Here is my card, please confirm the time slot with my assistant before Thursday." I say, laying my charm heavy, what do you know about charm grey, she is not a submissive, she may look like one but she is take-charge women, I say to myself internally scoffing at myself. Our hands' brush and a familiar jolt of electricity run through me, damn this thing is driving me crazy.

"Look forward to it Mr. Grey" and the angel smiles politely again. How can someone be this beautiful, it should be illegal to be this charming, she must love to torture poor souls like me with that smile.