My name is Christian Grey and I am the CEO of Grey Enterprises Holdings. I am a 28-year-old dominant and I live in Seattle, Washington. I've been pretty busy the last month flying around to acquire new businesses around the world so I haven't had time to contract a new sub.

This week I am meeting with the CEO of Dansby International in Aspen, Colorado regarding his company which happens to be floundering. I am staying at my estate this week. Last night, I went to a local BDSM club and I played with a sub for a couple of hours to find my release and she is remarkable. Her name is Tina. I asked her if she would like to be my submissive. I told her that I would gladly pay to relocate her to Seattle. She said that she would get back to me and I gave her a business card with my personal number on it.

I've spent the day in the board room at Dansby and we are getting nowhere. Jeff Dansby, the owner and CEO, invites me out to dinner tonight to discuss this one on one and I take him up on it.

Whenever Taylor and I arrive at the restaurant at the specified time, I find Jeff sitting at a booth near the back. I walk through the restaurant and a waitress bumps into me. "I'm sorry, sir." She says and I watch her as she walks away. It is a brunette wearing a uniform like the rest of the waitresses. She is wearing a white blouse and a short black skirt with 4 inch black heels and black stockings. I felt unfamiliar but good sensations at our brief contact. She has a perfect ass. I finally will myself to look away and I sit down with Jeff and we wait for our waitress to take our orders.

We are looking through our menus when the waitress finally approaches our table. "My name is Angie. Can I take your orders?"

"It took you long enough." I reply and I look up and see the beautiful brunette that bumped into me earlier. Her eyes widen and she quickly looks down at her pad and we tell her our orders but I can't stop staring. She has beautiful hazel eyes and just a small amount of cleavage showing and I feel like I recognize her from somewhere but I can't place it.

"I'm sorry, sir." I nod. She jots down our orders as we speak and I continue to scan her body and my eyes come to rest on her left hand and I am discouraged whenever I realize that she is wearing a simple wedding band. Damn it. For some reason I really want this woman.

I wonder why her husband would let her wear that out in public.

As she walks away, I can't help but to stare at her ass again. "She's a fine one, isn't she?" Jeff asks.

I will myself to look away. I smile. "She is. Let's get down to business."

He nods and we begin discussing the business. I am distracted the entire time, thinking about that waitress.

Whenever she returns, somehow balancing our food on a serving tray, I continue to stare at her as she nervously puts the plates and glasses onto the table while avoiding eye contact with me and she tells us to enjoy our meal and she walks away and, again, I find myself staring at her fine ass.

Once we finish our meals and I agree to buy his company, I leave her a 100 dollar tip and I sneak my card in there, hoping that maybe she will call, regardless of her being married. I need to know more about that woman. I shake hands with Jeff again as we part ways and leave the restaurant and I head back to my estate.

I spend the evening thinking about this Angie. She looked vaguely familiar and she seemed intimidated by me, unlike most women. I'm intrigued by her. There is definitely something different about that woman and I hope that someday I am able to figure out what it is.

I go to sleep and I dream about the mystery woman. The sub from the previous night is no longer on my mind at all. I have a dream about fucking this Angie and it is spectacular, but I am awoken to my alarm clock with a raging hard on and no one around to fuck. I go shower and relieve myself.

I finish my shower and get dressed and go back to Dansby and I finish the deal and I make plans to go home, hoping that this woman will call me. I don't even care if Tina calls anymore. If she does, I will just tell her that I changed my mind.

I decide to have Welch look into the computer systems at the restaurant and see if he can find this Angie's last name and then do a background check on her. He says that he will do what he can. I go about my week, but my thoughts never wander from Angie. Tina called me 2 days after I returned from Aspen and I told her that I rescinded my offer and she hung up on me. Oh well.

My phone rings and I excitedly pick it up, hoping that it is Angie.

"Grey"

"Mr. Grey, this is Welch. I have information on the woman you asked about. Is now a good time?"

"Yes. What do you know?"

"Her name is Angie Smith, but here's the mystery, she has absolutely no background. It just says that she lives in Aspen and works at the restaurant that you told me about. I have her address and phone number, though."

"Hmm. Send me what you have. Thank you for your hard work. Expect a bonus in your next check."

"Yes, sir."

I hang up and wait at my desk in my home office, waiting for this email.

Whenever it finally arrives, it is just as Welch says. There is absolutely no background on Angie Smith. I have her address and phone number now, though. Maybe I will give her a call. No, that's ridiculous. I never chase after women, I'm not about to start now. I will just wait and hope that she contacts me.

3 months later

It has been 3 months since I met the mysterious Angie Smith and I still have not heard from her. It has been eating at me and I have been constantly fighting the urge to call her or just pay her a visit. I've decided to go to Aspen and go to the restaurant where I met her. That's probably the best way to start a conversation with her.

Whenever Taylor and I arrive at the restaurant, I have him come in to sit with me so it doesn't look too suspicious that I show up like this. She seemed to have recognized me last time, so maybe she won't want to wait on me again.

We are seated and when the waitress approaches, it is not Angie and I am discouraged.

"Do you happen to know if Angie is working today?" I ask her.

"No. Today is her day off."

I sigh. "Okay. Thank you."

After we eat, we head back to my estate and settle in and I decide to give her a call. I need to know the story on this woman. I dial her number.

"Hello?"

"Yes, is this Angie?"

"It is. Who may I ask is calling?"

"Christian Grey. Can we talk?"

She hangs up. What the fuck? No one hangs up on Christian Grey. I let Taylor know that I am going out for a little bit and he tells me to call him if I have any problems and I let him know that I will.

I drive into town to the small apartment building on the west side of Aspen and I park on the road. She may throw me out as quick as I get there.

I nervously walk up to the door, but I shake it off. I can't let her know that I am nervous. I never appear nervous in front of anyone. I put on my CEO persona and give myself a pep talk. "I am Christian Grey. I can do this." I knock on the door and I'm surprised whenever Tina answers the door.

"Sir." She looks down submissively. "How may I help you?"

I look at her confused. "Does Angie live here?"

"Um. Yes, sir. Come in." I shake off her submissive behavior and she lets me through. "I will go get her."

She comes back with Angie beside her, wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt and she is just as beautiful as I remember. As soon as Angie sees me, she stops in her tracks. "Why are you here?"

"Can we talk? Please?" She contemplates this for a moment. She looks at Tina.

"Can you excuse us, Tina?"

Tina gets a sad smile on her face and nods and walks out of the room. Angie approaches me until she is only a few feet away. She crosses her arms in front of her, indicating that she is not excited about this conversation. She looks up into my eyes and they are a brilliant shade of blue and I gasp. Her eyes were hazel before. "Your eyes are beautiful. Were you wearing contacts the last time that I saw you?"

Her eyes widen and she quickly looks down. "Are my eyes really what you came all the way here to discuss, Mr. Grey?"

I clear my throat to hide my nervousness. "No. I'm sorry. Can we talk in a more private setting? I'd rather this discussion stays between us."

She sighs. "You're a mysterious man, Mr. Grey. Let me get myself together and then you can come with me. We can go to the park."

"I will wait for you." She walks into the other room and Tina comes back out.

"Sir, did you change your mind about taking me on as a sub?"

"No, Tina." Her smile fades and she nods with tears in her eyes and she walks back down the hall.

I shake it off and then Angie comes back out and I offer her my hand and she takes it reluctantly and that is when I notice that she is no longer wearing the wedding band and I inwardly smile. She walks me out of the apartment and leads me down to the road. "Can we take my car?" I ask, pointing to my car. She looks at my car and she smiles looking at my sports car. I smirk.

"I guess so." She says nonchalantly.

I lead her to my car and press the unlock button on the fob and I let her into the passenger side and get into the driver's side. I clear my throat to hide my nervousness again. Why does this woman make me so nervous? "So, what did you want to talk about, Mr. Grey?"

"Can you please call me Christian?" She nods. "Something about you really intrigues me, Angie. I want.. no, I NEED to know more about you. I would like to, at the very least, be your friend."

"Why do you need to know more about me? I literally just met you once, before today."

"There is something about you that draws me to you and I cannot figure out what it is."

She sighs again. "You're from Seattle and I'm not supposed to be around anyone from Seattle while I live here."

I furrow my brow, confused by this. "Why can't you be around people from Seattle, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I don't mind you asking; however, I am legally not allowed to discuss it."

I glance at her, thoroughly confused. "I won't tell anyone if you give me the bare minimum."

She sighs again. "Fine, Christian. I will tell you because, for some reason, I trust you. I am here under witness protection. I've been stuck here for the last 4 years."

I gasp. "I'm sorry to hear that, Angie." Whenever we arrive at the park, I park and I look into her beautiful eyes. "So, you're not married?" I ask.

She giggles and it is a heavenly sound. "No. Some of the girls and I wear wedding bands while we work to ward off creeps, but it clearly didn't stop you." She laughs and I start laughing with her.

"I promise, I'm not normally like this. I'm not a creep. Something drew me to you, though and I tried, unsuccessfully, to ignore it, but I'm unable to get you off of my mind, Angie."

She smiles and looks down at her lap. "If I am being honest, I haven't been able to get you off my mind, either. I may have even fantasized about you from time to time."