CHAPTER 2
Christian Pov
I walked back into the building after lunch with Elena. She was pressuring me to get another submissive and I told her no for the last time. She then offered herself and I thought I was going to vomit thinking of it. I wouldn't fuck her with someone elses dick. It's been six months. I was just getting tired of it. The lifestyle was not as exciting as it used to be. It was like I was just going through the motions. The women she kept sending were not enough anymore. They just didn't appeal to me and we're getting worse. The last one she sent, I let go of after two weeks. She had a whiny nasally voice, as long as she never talked I was fine.Then she acted rudely in front of me, treating Gail like she was her personal servant or something. I had had enough of those kinds of subs after that.
I have to finish my last interview with Roz at 1:30 and need to go over the background check and resume of the last candidate for the CFO position. I get off the elevator and enter my office. I sit down and start reading the background check. No, it couldn't be her, Anastasia. She has been on my mind since yesterday. I have had to jack off three times since then and once I had come while asleep. I haven't had a wet dream since I was 13. What kind of spell has that beauty cast over me?
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Name: Anastasia Rose Steele
Birthdate: 9-10-1989
Social Security: 392-35-5346
Phone number: 360-433-1526
Address:
The Olivian Apartments
809 Olive Way, Unit #1011
Seattle, WA 98101
Banks:
Chase Bank
Acct# 274965322
Balance: $3,136,234.67
Education:
Entered at age 11
Montesano High School- 2000-2003
Graduated: Valedictorian at age 13.
Entered at age 15.
WSU(Foster) PACCAR Hall, 4273 E Stevens Way NE, Seattle, WA 98195
Double Master's degrees both obtained in 9-2005 to 05-2011:
Business Analytics and Accounting Forensics
Graduated: Summa Cum Laude
SAT Score: 2325
BA- GPA: 4.2
AF- GPA: 4.0
Awards:
Full Scholarship- Caroline D. Bradley Scholarship for Exceptional Children
Previous Employment:
From: 9-2005 to 5-2011
Greenwood Hardware
7201 Greenwood Ave N, Seattle, WA 98103 (Part-time)
Current Employment: None
Father: Frank Lambert,
b: 9-1-1969
d: 9-11-1989
m: 12-12-1988
Mother: Carla Mae Wilks Adams
b: 7-17-1970
Stepfather: Raymond Steele(former Marine Raider-Colonel)
b: 7-31-1964
d: 11-15-2008
m: 6-12-1990
div: 7-14-1995
Stepfather: Stephen Morton (whereabouts unknown)
b: 8-20-1968
m: 8-16-1995
div: 2-15-1997
Stepfather: Robert Adams
b:4-5-1972
m: 4-6-1999
div: 8-17-2002
Stepfather: Michael Johnson
b: 3-12-1973
m: 4-10-2003
div: 7-23-2005
Stepfather: Charles Frankfort
b: 8-27-1970
m: 6-29-2006
div: 10-30-2007
Stepfather: James McGee
b: 11-20-1968
m: 6-2-2008- present
Political Associations: None
Religious Affiliations: None
Sexual Orientation: None
Criminal Offenses: None
Relationships: None found.
DMV: 2011 Audi R8 Spyder
License plate# ARS910
Permits: CCW
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She has the same car as mine. Why doesn't it say she hasn't had any relationships? I perused her resume. It was well put together. She completed highschool in two years. She completed a masters double major and received the Caroline D. Bradley Scholarship for Exceptional Children. She must be a prodigy starting college at 15 and then graduated high school at 13. She has a few million but still worked through college. Wonder how she got the money? Her mother is a bit of a tramp on husband number seven. I wonder what their relationship is like? She has worked hard the whole time and graduated summa cum laude with higher SAT scores than me. If it's the same woman, she has brains, beauty, and a work ethic. I like her on paper and she has the highest qualifications than the other two candidates. The other two candidates each had one masters degree. Both were in business related fields and one had two years management experience though. Her Business Analytics and Accounting Forensics master's degrees kinda smokes that experience. Her resume had recommendations from six professors, the dean, two senators and one state representative.
Roz knocked on my door and came in to sit down. "You read that background check and read the resume. She's stellar. I don't know what she is going to do in her life, but I want her to work for us only and nobody else. If the competition gets her we're screwed. You know that, right?" Roz said.
I said, "Yeah, I know." There was a knock at the door and Andrea led in Ms Steele and said, "Mr Grey, Ms Maxwell this is Ms Anastasia Steele to interview for the CFO position." Her eyebrows went up seeing me here.
I said, "Have a seat Ms Steele. Thank you for applying to our company. Please tell us about yourself?" She seemed a bit nervous and bit her bottom lip. My dick was hard instantly. My God, I wanted to bite that lip, so bad. She took a deep breath and started speaking.
She said, "Well, I'm sure you read my resume and background check, so I won't bore you with those details other than I'm great with numbers. I was raised by a Marine Raider Colonel and he taught me everything he knew in survival, strategy and work integrity ethics. He said, 'Nothing is worth having unless you work hard for it. Otherwise, it won't feel earned or valued.'" She quoted him in a deep voice. It made me smile. She continues, "I am a brown belt in Krav Maga, can cook and bake anything. I am an amateur auto mechanic and photographer. I love reading, hiking, fishing and swimming." God, is there anything she can't do?
Roz chuckled and said, "That's a lot. You are a very good read on paper Ms Steele, but why did you apply at GEH?" That was a good question to ask her because she is smart. I'll give her that.
She smiled and said, "Actually, I went to school here and everyone at WSU-Foster said that it was the best company to work for. I looked up on public records the company's diverse acquisitions and specialties. I then looked at the revenue and net worth of your company to determine profit margins. I then averaged the gross profit and net profit to determine your PE ratio to determine whether your stock was underrated or overrated. I applied for a job the next day." I think my jaw just hit the ground. I look over at Roz and I think she's drooling because she now knows the woman can read and calculate spreadsheets.
I turned back to Anastasia and asked, "So, what was your overall determination?" Anastasia smiled looking down.
She then looked back up at me in my eyes and said, "My nerd is showing, isn't it?" Roz busted out laughing her ass off. I chuckled. Anastasia blushed.
Anastasia's eyes flashed with a concentration of thought and said, "My overall findings, without comparison projections, is that your company is invested heavily in the technological field. Your gross worth of 27.6 billion I determined from your last quarter earnings. Your profit margins were within the normal range of 6.9-7.9% parameters. Your PE stock values were moderate. Overall, your company is very lucrative and doing quite well. Your GDP and GNP are alive and healthy." She quotes that from memory. In my mind I have hired her instantly. None of the others up for the Chief Financial Officer said anything remotely like her about my company or any others. In fact, they didn't talk about spreadsheets or financials at all.
Roz tapped me on the knee and said, "Is there anything you would like to ask us, Ms Steele?"
She smiled and said, "Yes, how long will you be doing the determination process for the position?"
I told her, "We will notify you in the next couple of days." We all stood up and walked up to the door. I realized it was the shortest interview I have ever conducted. I reached my hand over to her and shook her hand with tingles going up my arm again. For a second, I thought I saw her wince. I wish I knew what that tingle was because it's going straight to my cock. "It has been a pleasure meeting you."
Roz reached over and shook her other hand and said, "You're very impressive, Ms Steele. Thank you for coming in for an interview." I opened the door and watched her cute bow on her braid wiggle back and forth over her perfect butt, as her Louboutin heels walked to the elevator. I want her badly. Don't fuck the staff, Grey.
Roz let out a sigh and said, "Good God, she is incredible looking. All those brains and that face and ass, makes her perfect in every way." I was wanting to kill Roz for talking about my woman like that. My woman? WTF Grey.
I sighed and said, "Come back to my office, let's determine the winner."
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Even after I went home, I was in the same boat as yesterday. I was not able to get Anastasia off my mind. Roz and I agreed she would be the perfect fit for my company and my attraction was the only drawback. I contacted HR to get the paperwork together, the contracts and offer for her. Roz and I will be handling her training between us. The last person to hold the position was Daniel Rappaport. He passed away one weekend suddenly from an aneurysm at his home. I made sure his wife and kids were safely taken care of . He was a good man and did the job well.
I ate my dinner feeling lonely, worked out, did some work, a conference call and still she was on my mind. I went to bed thinking of what had her so frightened running from the cafe that morning. That guy better not be hurting her or I'll find his ass and take him out. I drift asleep thinking of that black satin bow swinging above her lovely ass.
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Ana Pov
I was glad the interview went well. I hope I hear back from them soon. It would be amazing to get an executive position right out of the gate from school and at such a prestigious company. I made myself some linguini carbonara and tossed a small salad for dinner and maybe lunch tomorrow, after I changed my clothes. I sat down and turned on the news. I think tomorrow or Thursday I will go get waxed, mani, pedi and a trim somewhere. I look up places on my phone close by and see if I can get an appointment in the morning. Oh there's an Esclava Salon and Spa nearby in Post Alley. I'll call in the morning. I relaxed the rest of the evening and went to bed.
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I woke up, went for a run. I pulled my ponytail up high and braided it. I put on my tank top, shorts and running shoes. I put a towel around my neck, since it's the beginning of July. I grab my keys and coin purse with id and put it in my shorts pocket and button it closed. I stick my phone on my waist clipped to my shorts. I lock the door and leave jogging down Olive Way to where Stewart St comes together. I pick up two more joggers after I cross 2nd St. They are in the zone, so I breeze past them.
I follow it down to Post Alley and hang a left looking for the salon even if I know it's not open yet at 6am. I see it all the way at the end of the alley open on both sides facing Pike Place Rd too. I exit the alley circle around on Pike Place Rd and head back towards Stewart St. I hit the Starbucks for an expresso between Stewart St and Virginia St. I turned right on Virginia St and took a right on to 3rd St. I hang a right and head back to Stewart St and Olive Way. Then I headed up Olive Way to The Olivian Apartments. When I get home it's 7:30am and I get in the shower. I put on my robe and threw my clothes in the washing machine. I put the kettle on and make a cup of tea. I grab my book and phone to go out on my balcony and relax in the morning air. At 10am I called the Esclava salon for a 1 pm appointment for tomorrow on Thursday.
After an hour, I go inside and make another cup of tea and a bowl of muesli cereal with strawberries and blueberries for breakfast. At 11am my phone rings and I answer it.
I said, "Hello?"
A lady said, "Is this Anastasia Steele?"
"Yes, it is. How may I help you?"
"This is Rebecca Cummings from HR at GEH. I am happy to tell you that you were accepted to fill the Chief Financial Officer position. Congratulations, I want you to make an appointment so you can come in and sign the paperwork?" I was grinning from ear to ear.
I happily said, "What time would you like me to come in?"
"I am free at 3 o'clock today or you can come tomorrow at 9am?"
I smiled and said, "Three today is fine. Thank you Ms Cummings for calling me. I'll see you real soon."
"Your welcome Ms Steele. I love this part of my job. You can park in the underground parking in the CFO labeled spot by the elevators. See you soon."
I hung up and did my happy dance and skipped to the kitchen and shouted, "Yay, me!" and twirled around. I was happy and wouldn't screw this up.
That afternoon, I got dressed in my cream lace, fit-and-flare, half sleeve, round neckline Ieena For Mac Duggal dress from Nordstroms. I put my hair up in a high ponytail. I wore nude color Jimmy Choo Natural Love Patent-leather Pumps. I grabbed my nude clutch purse and a spray of vanilla perfume before I walked out.