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"Ana!" Mia cried as she made her way over to her. She was dressed impeccably in a black satin floor-length Marchesa gown, looking every bit in her element just as she had in high school.

"Mia, this place is incredible!" Ana whispered once she was close enough.

"Did you find your room alright? I had them put you in the suite next to mine, I hope that was alright." Mia said as her eyes scanned the ball room, most likely making sure everything was in place.

"Yes, that was unexpected, you really didn't have to do that, you know, but thank you." Ana said seriously.

Mia waved her off, "Don't thank me, thank Christian; this is all courtesy of Grey Enterprises." Mia chuckled.

Ana's stomach flipped at the mention of Mia's brother; should she tell her what happened?

Just before Ana could open her mouth to speak, Mia interrupted and looked over Ana's shoulder.

"Oh! Speak of the Devil, here he is now. Christian! Over here!"

Oh God…

Her stomach did another little flip, and she blushed thinking about the roses he had sent to her room only minutes ago.

"Mia. Miss Steele." His smooth voice came from behind her, so she turned around to give him a polite smile.

"Wait…have you two met?" Mia asked gesturing between Ana and Christian.

Christian smirked looking over at Ana while she blushed once again, "Briefly, yes; in the elevator."

"Oh…oh for fuck's sake…will you excuse me a moment?" Mia said quickly as she dashed off to go handle some crisis near the kitchen, leaving Ana alone with Christian.

"Are you enjoying the party, Miss Steele?" Christian asked, his grey eyes burning into hers in a way that made her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Before she could answer or thank him for the roses, a man wearing an ear piece approached him from behind and whispered something in his ear.

"Excuse me, Miss Steele." He said nodding to her politely

"Ana. It's just…Ana." She managed to say just as he walked away.

One of the waiters approached, "Champagne, Miss?"

"Thank you." She said as she picked up a glass from the tray. Alcohol sounded very good right now, considering the ball of nerves she had become after less than five minutes in that man's presence.

"Sorry about that, they were supposed to serve the champagne with the appetizers, and the Sauvignon Blanc with the Main course. All fixed now." Mia said nodding towards Ana's glass of champagne.

"So, what happened in the elevator?" Mia said as she narrowed her eyes curiously at Ana.

Ana blushed again, "Nothing, why?" she said a little too quickly.

"I saw the way my brother was looking at you…" Mia said as she tapped her French manicured nail against her chin.

"How was he looking at me?" Ana said pretending she hadn't noticed.

Mia raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow, "Oh please, don't tell me you didn't notice. He was totally checking you out." Mia chuckled.

"No, I'm sure he was just being polite." Ana protested.

Mia snorted, "Really, Steele, for someone so smart, I think you missed the plot. He hasn't been able to take his eyes off you since you walked in." Mia said nodding towards where Christian stood on the other side of the room, talking to a group of men in suits.

"Ana?" another male voice came from behind her, and her eyes widened in recognition.

"Jack?" she said in surprise as she turned around to see none other than her boss, Jack Hyde. "What are you doing here?" she asked without thinking.

"I could ask the same of you." He said raising his eyebrow at her expectantly.

"Oh, forgive me; Jack, this is Mia Grey, Mia, this is my boss, Jack Hyde, one of the editors at Random House."

"We've met." Jack said nodding at Mia.

"You still haven't answered my question, Ana, what are you doing here?" Jack asked again.

Crap, was she in trouble? Wait…if Jack was here then…

She looked at Mia in shock, "Did Christian buy Random House?" Ana asked in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand as the pieces clicked into place.

"Yes, didn't I mention that?" Mia asked looking at Ana nervously.

"No! You didn't!" Ana snapped, feeling foolish. So while she wasn't technically gate crashing the party, it was intended for only editors and senior executives…not lowly interns.

"I expect you can keep this quiet until the news has been made official? Look, if anyone asks, you're with me." He said quietly as he slipped his arm around her waist.

Whoa, what?

"Uh, I don't think…" Ana began trying to extricate herself when she heard Christian's voice from behind her.

"Is there a problem here?" he said icily, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze focused on Jacks hand resting on her hip.

"Of course not, my date and I were just about to get a drink." Jack said quickly, pulling Ana closer to him in a gesture that was oddly possessive.

As uncomfortable as the situation was, Ana didn't want to risk causing a problem between her boss and what she supposed was now her boss's, boss's, boss. She wasn't really even supposed to be there.

A look of cool indifference was on Christian's face in an instant as he glanced over at her.

"I see, forgive the intrusion. Please, enjoy the party." He said before striding away, masking a look of disappointment.

Her stomach dropped as she watched Christian walk away, knowing any chance she may have had with him, no matter how minute, was now gone.

"You know, I'm not feeling so good." Ana said placing her hand over her stomach. "I think I'm just going to go back to my room." She said

"Let me walk you…" Jack offered, and the tone of his voice made her skin crawl.

"No, no please…you should stay and enjoy the party. I'm just going to go lay down for a bit." She said feeling a sense of relief as soon as she was away from him.

She felt a bit dizzy from not having eaten since breakfast, and she consoled herself by deciding she would order room service while luxuriating in the gigantic bath tub in her room.

She stepped into the elevator, and hit button fourteen. Just as the doors were almost closed, a hand caught the door and pushed them open before quickly slipping inside.

Ana looked up in surprise as she bit down on her bottom lip, to see Christian gazing down at her with an unreadable expression, a muscle twitching in his jaw.

"You're biting your lip."

She instantly pulled her lip from between her teeth, and furrowed her brows, "What are you doing here, Christian?"

"You're not with Hyde…" Christian said, it was more of a statement than a question.

"No, he's just my boss-" Ana began before she was pushed back against the wall of the elevator, with Christian holding her hands above her head as his lips crashed into hers possessively.

Rational thought fled her brain as his mouth devoured hers, his tongue gliding against hers in a way that made heat pool between her thighs.

Just as quickly as it began, the elevator chimed again and he stepped away from her, clearing his throat.

"I believe this is your floor, Miss Steele."

"Ana…it's just Ana." She said breathlessly as she gazed back up at him with a dazed expression.

"Do you need any help to your room?" he asked smirking at her knowingly.

Yes, please.

"Oh, I…I think I can manage." She said stupidly as she watched the elevator doors begin to slide closed once again.

"Goodnight, Anastasia." Christian said, not taking his eyes off her until the doors closed.

"Goodnight Christian." she whispered still standing there in the hallway like a fool.

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"I'm really sorry about last night, I totally thought you knew about the merger." Mia said as she plucked a scone off of the platter and set it on her plate.

"No, it's fine, honestly, all those meetings at Random House during the last few weeks really should have tipped me off…I'm just hoping I still have a job come Monday morning." Ana said as she rested her chin on her hand and traced the rim of her teacup with her finger.

"Of course you'll have a job, they can't fire you for attending a company party you were invited to, I'm pretty sure that would be illegal." Mia chuckled.

"How did Jack seem after I left?" Ana asked, thankful that she hadn't run into him again since he had all but insinuated he had wanted to sleep with her.

"I caught him glaring at Christian a few times, but later in the night, I did see him leaving with a dark haired woman, so he couldn't have been that upset."

Gross.

"Well, hopefully things won't be weird; I still have to work there for another five months." Ana sighed.

"I wouldn't worry about it, though I should tell you, I think you made quite the impression on my brother…"Mia said cryptically as she took a bite of her scone.

Ana's ears perked up at the mention of Christian.

"Oh?"

"Yeah; it was weird…not long after you left, he asked me if you were really Jack's guest. I laughed, of course, and told him that Jack was your boss, and that you had no idea he would even be there."

Ana's eyes widened.

"And then just like that, he rushed off." Mia said rolling her eyes, "Honestly, he's such a control freak. He probably just wanted to make sure you hadn't gate crashed or something."

Ana blushed thinking about how he had shown up and kissed her senseless against the elevator wall.

"That is weird." Ana said, not wanting to admit to Mia what had really happened between her and Christian.

"Well, he's always been a little weird, so I guess this shouldn't surprise me." She chuckled.

This bit of info had her intrigued.

"Weird like how?" she asked, hoping she only sounded mildly interested.

Mia waved dismissively, "Oh, like just…really, really, private. He always kept his bedroom door locked, not that I wanted to know what went on in there, mind you."

Knowing how intrusive Mia could be, Ana didn't necessarily categorize that as 'weird'.

"Also, he like…used to fight a lot."

Now that was unexpected.

"Christian used to get into fights?" she asked, taking another sip of her tea.

"Yeah, all the time. He got kicked out of four schools before he finally got his act together. My parents almost sent him to military school." She said shaking her head, and then looked down at her phone as an incoming text chimed.

"Oh, I have to run; well, I'm sorry about last night, but I'll call you this week, okay? Maybe we can check out this club I've been dying to go to." Mia said as she stood and slipped her phone back into her bag.

"Sure, but it's my treat this time." Ana said giving Mia a genuine smile.

As she watched Mia stride away, she couldn't stop thinking about Christian, and how far removed the idea of him being a brawler seemed from his impeccable image.

Finishing her tea, Ana noticed the time.

"Shit!" her shift at Starbucks started in 35 minutes; 10 of which she would need just to walk there.

After practically sprinting out of the hotel café and somehow not breaking her neck on her way out, she burst through the glass hotel doors only to see none other than Christian turning to look in her direction just as he was about to slip into the back of a limo.

Of course he would be here; her hair was a mess, she had no makeup on, and she hadn't even brushed her teeth, however she was still wearing the same Dolce dress she had worn last night, and the Louboutin heels.

"Miss Steele. Can I offer you a ride somewhere?" he said politely, his lips twitching in amusement.

If she wasn't pressed for time as she was, she would have declined due to utter embarrassment, but unfortunately, she wasn't about to risk losing her part-time job over it.

"Uh…sure. Thanks." She said clearing her throat awkwardly, and running her hand through her hair for all the good it did.

As she slid into the seat beside him, she felt her face grow hot. She looked like a hot mess, and of course, he looked utterly perfect.

"Where to?"He asked giving her a small smirk.

"My flat is just over on Langley. Number twenty." She answered, seeing the driver nod and pull away from the curb in the direction of her flat.

"Thank you…I apologize, I hadn't intended to stay the night, and well…Now I've got to get to work" she trailed off, biting her lip.

"Stop doing that." He said suddenly, causing her to look up at him in confusion.

"You have no idea what that does to me…I want to bite that lip." He said, causing her breath to hitch.

"I think I'd like that." She whispered, leaning towards him unconsciously.

He smirked "Have dinner with me tonight."

"Alright." She agreed instantly, because what sort of moron would turn down dinner with Christian Grey?

"Good. I'll have Taylor pick you up from work."

"NO!" she shrieked, imagining how much worse she would look after her shift at Starbucks than she looked right now.

His eyes widened in surprise at her protest.

"I mean…no, that's alright, I'd prefer to swing by my flat and change first, if you don't mind." She added sheepishly.

"Of course" he chuckled, "Taylor can pick you up at your place then, say seven o'clock?"

Ana nodded, giving him a shy smile, noticing that the car was pulling to a stop in front of her flat.

"Well, this is me." She said out of habit, and he chuckled, recalling her saying those exact words just before she had stepped out of the elevator and promptly tripped.

"Do you need a hand this time?" he joked

Ana looked down at her slinky dress and heels; though she was pretty certain she wouldn't fall on her face, she could give no guarantees that she wouldn't accidentally flash her underwear to innocent bystanders who happened to be waiting for the bus.

"I think I've got it." She laughed, doing her best to shimmy towards the edge of the seat before swinging her legs out.

Once she was standing without incident, she turned back towards the car as the window rolled down.

"Until tonight, Anastasia." He said in a way that made her heart melt.

Blushing once more, she nodded shyly as the limo pulled away from the curb, and she turned and headed up the stairs to her flat.