''And you just left!'' Liv exclaims staring right at me with disbelief. Her red hair is swinging in its ponytail from left to right as she shakes her head.

''What else was I supposed to do? I didn't even want to go in the first place, then I made an idiot out of myself by dropping all the champagne glasses, and then I just stared at this... guy... for god knows how long.'' I sigh. ''I couldn't possibly stay there any longer.''

Liv rolls her eyes. ''You didn't make an idiot out of yourself.''

I laugh. ''I sure did.''

Liv just doesn't understand how I feel about this. She's far more daring than me. If she was to run into Mr Suit she would have said something shocking and suggestive, and probably make his jaw drop. Probably something that would for sure impress him whereas there was me in a pool of hormones just staring at him. I cringe just thinking about it. But I just couldn't help it regardless of how hard I tried to act normal and feminine around him it just didn't work. I wish I could be like Liv. Her long, red hair is as vibrant as her personality. She's confident, strong minded and determined. Everything that I always wanted to be. I am working on it but I still got a long way to go.

Liv puts her hand over mine and smiles. ''Just think about it this way you will never have to see him again.'' I smile back at her but inside I pout. I don't know why but I found myself thinking about him a lot ever since I left that house. I didn't come back home, I just couldn't find the inner strength to face Kate. I've ruined her night but I still needed a shoulder to lean on so I came to Liv and explained everything that has happened. I find it stupid how I couldn't keep my emotions intact I always do around guys but those grey eyes destroyed that barrier and let all those sexual thoughts run wild. The next thing I knew I was having sexual fantasies about him and I never get that far involved with a client. But he wasn't a client. My inner self snaps at me making me shake my head with frustration. It doesn't matter whether he was a client or not I should have never let myself loose control like that.

''Yeah I know,'' I muse, picking up my cheeky lunchtime wine and taking a sip. ''Anyway do tell me how was last night for you.'' I grin at her changing the subject wanting to know how she spent her night with her client.

She chokes on her water that she was drinking spitting it out all over her chin. I frown, it was just a question that we always ask each other. But then she laughs and all the worry floats away. ''I was just about to tell you.'' She rubs off the droplets of water off of her chin with the back of her hand. ''It was a disaster, that word sums it up too perfectly to be honest with you.''

I resist laughing. ''What happened?''

She snorts. ''I don't think he even knew what he was meant to do as soon as I undressed.''

This time I burst out laughing and so does she. I was about to wipe a falling tear off my cheek when I register my phone dancing around the table.

''Are you going to get that?'' I look up and see Liv frowning. Just answer the damn phone. Glancing at my screen, I nearly fall off my chair when I see the name Christian Grey flashing up. After a few seconds of staring, my brain finally gets the shock message and my heart commences sprint in my chest. What the hell?

I never stored his number- I just said a few words to him and left, well after embarrassing myself first. So why is HIS name flashing on my phone right now. I go through the evening in my head and remember that I left my phone on the table when I went to help Grace but who would have added him to my contact list? I hold my phone in my hand, scanning the restaurant to see if the continuous ringing has drawn any attention. It hasn't. The only person that is staring at me with big wide eyes is Liv.

I let the phone ring off and put it down with shaking hands. What does he want?

''Okay, who the hell was that and why didn't you answer?'' Liv's sharp and demanding tone makes me sink further into my chair.

''It-'' I am cut off by the phone again but this time I pick it up knowing damn well it will be him on the other side of the phone.

''Hello.'' I say, stamping my foot a little for sounding apprehensive in my greeting. I was aiming for sure and confident.

''Anastasia?'' His husky voice has the same impact on my weak senses as it did yesterday. But at least over the phone he can't see my physical reaction to him.

''Who's speaking?'' There. That sounded a lot more steady and confident.

He laughs lightly, and it throws me completely off guard. ''Now, I know you already know the answer to this question because my name came up on your phone,'' I cringe on the spot. ''Am I right?'' He asks the question he already knows the answer to.

Oh, the arrogant arse! Now I am mad and me being mad isn't a pretty picture.

I lean back in my chair and sit up tall. ''How do you know that your name came up on my phone?''

''Someone did me a favour and I am very grateful for it.'' He says simply without a second thought.

I sigh. ''It was Kate wasn't it?'' I am for sure going to have a talk with her as soon as I get home.

''Why do I feel like I am participating in an interview?''

I roll my eyes. ''I'm just asking some questions that I want you to answer, simple.''

''Funnily enough I want you to answer some of my questions as well.'' He states firmly.

My mouth pops open but I quickly recover remembering that Liv is watching my every move. ''Why would I answer your questions?'' I ask cockily.

I hear him sigh. ''Well, because every time I ask a question I always get an answer.''

''Excuse me?'' I splutter. Who does he think he is? I am for sure not going to play along with this.

''I said...''

''Yes, I heard you.'' I interrupt him. ''And I am for sure not going to answer any of your questions. You can now delete my number and never call again.''

''Anastasia...'' He purrs his voice full of anger and something that I cannot seem to put my finger on.

I cross my legs under the table and lean slightly forward. ''Leave...me...alone...'' I spell each word out slowly to get my clear point across and I end the call without giving him the opportunity to say anything back. I put the phone down and smirk. Good work Steele. My conscious is smiling proudly at me and I couldn't agree more. But my smirk immediately fades when I come face to face with Liv's slightly parted mouth, big green eyes, and raised eyebrows.

''Can you please tell me what the fuck is going on? Like now.''

I pick up a stray piece of lettuce and start nibbling on the edges. I feel myself getting more tensed the longer I delay saying anything to Liv, I feel her watching me with narrowed eyes and feel her becoming more and more impatient.

''Anastasia...Now.'' No not this full name thing again.

I drop the lettuce and face her again. ''Fine.'' I sink back in my chair and cross my arms over my chest protectively.

''Well...''

I roll my eyes. ''The guy that called was Christian.''

She frowns and starts chewing on her bottom lip. ''You don't mean the Christian that you fell on your knees for.''

''No I didn't fall on my knees for him I dropped the champagne...'' I shake my head. ''I'm not going to repeat what I said, I already told you this few minutes ago.''

A cheeky smirk starts forming on Liv's lips. What the hell this time?

''What?'' I bite my lip to try and calm my too fast breathing.

''Interesting...''

''What-'' Just when I am about to have a massive go at her my phone starts ringing again. ''Reject'' I huff at my phone, stabbing at the red button and stuffing it in my bag. Taking a deep breath in I try and regain my focus on here and now and not think of... him. But you so want to. I find myself feeling annoyed, where on earth is my self control gone? After several minutes of regaining my focus again I explain to Liv what happened during the phone conversation and the entire time she just sat there with her mouth wide open.

''Wow...''

''Wow, what?'' I ask, full of nerves again.

''Demanding little thing isn't he?'' State the obvious why don't you...

A nervous laugh escapes my mouth. ''You could say that...'' I mentally slap myself for sounded so uncertain and all over the place.

Her eyebrows hit her hairline... again. ''I need to meet him I love the effect he has on you.''

''What effect?'' I start pushing my sandwich around the plate.

''You better stop with acting as if he doesn't give you any intense feelings when he clearly does. You would have to be blind and deaf not to see the physical effect that he has on you.'' Her tone is fierce.

''I don't even know the guy so can we please just drop the subject as I am not interested.'' I shrug my shoulders.

''Ha! That's funny keep telling yourself that.''

I scowl across the table at my friend. ''I will.''

''Please do let me know how that works for you.'' She snaps back with a massive grin which makes me feel even more annoyed.


I feel exhausted. Everything aches, my head, my legs, everything I really need to find something to eat and have a long bath before I get ready to go out again. I open the door to mine and Kate's apartment and walk in. I still have my ridiculously high heels from yesterday and the same plum dress. I do no dare to look at the mirror when I walk past it as I know that I would be disgusted with what would be looking back at me. My heels are clicking loudly the further I go but with each step my feet are begging for me stop.

''Ana? Is that you?'' I stop and clench my eyes shut I am not ready for this what's so ever. ''Ana?'' She calls again but this time I hear footsteps walking down the corridor.

''Yes it's me.''

''There you are I was so worried.'' She walks up to me and hugs my tired and shaking body. ''You are freezing are you okay?''

I pull back and force a smile. ''I am just really tired and I need a bath before I go.'' I turn my back to her and walk towards the kitchen. Please don't ask... please don't. I mentally beg her not to ask me where I am going.

''Where are you going?'' Why did I think she wouldn't ask? She always does, so you better think of something quick.

''I just got things going on right now...''

''Jeez... Ana are you okay? I can help you please talk to me.'' I feel a pair of warms hand around my waist pulling me in for yet another hug but I pull back.

''I know you want to help Kate... but right now I don't feel ready to tell you.'' I clench my fists together hating the fact that every word that is coming out of my mouth is a lie. Why can't I tell her?

She walks round to face me again and puts her arms on my shoulders and gives me a reassuring smile. ''It's okay I am here when you need me.'' I blink quicker to stop the tears from rolling down. Do not cry... don't you dare fucking cry!

Don't be weak like before. But just when I start my journey towards my room I am hit with a memory again. All these emotions that I am feeling at this very moment are too much for me…

I can smell cigarettes. Blood. And fear. I am hiding from him again. I don't want him to find me. I am bleeding badly, there is a puddle of blood around me, and I cannot move. It hurts too much. I bite the inside of my cheek to distract myself from the ongoing pain in my right leg. But it's not helping me at all so I just stay very still instead. I look around my room. This room that used to be my safe place when I was little is now a place of constant torture and pain. I swallow the building lump of emotions in my throat and take a deep breath but I can still feel unwelcomed tears rolling down my face again. I start shaking… my whole body does and the pain gets worse. A silent sob escapes my mouth as I try to stop these emotions from resurfacing.

I hear a bang…

Then a slam…

And then a bang again…

My anxiety has risen to a god damn dangerous level. Mummy! Please help me!

''Ana?!'' No! Leave me alone. ''Ana!'' He yells.

Bottles as usual are being thrown about and doors are opening and closing again. He is looking for me again and he'll find me. My heart is hammering against my chest and sweat is pouring down my face along with my ongoing tears.

The door opens.

He's here.

Oh no.

He comes jogging towards my trembling and numb body. ''What the fuck have you done to yourself?!'' Me! ME! This was you! He grabs hold of my ponytail and pulls me up into a sitting position. The pain is so great I feel myself losing balance and falling. But his hold is fierce and strong, there is no way he is letting me go this time. He turns my head so I am met with his dark green evil looking eyes.

He smirks. ''You are just like your mother.'' He sighs. ''She didn't care about me and neither do you, you slut.'' He spits in my face. He stands up and lets me fall to the ground… he kicks me and I scream out in pain.

.NO! Mummy!

I hold the chair in my room for some support as I calm my fast and scared breathing. I want these to stop. Please. I mentally beg my brain to erase all these horrible memories away even though I know they will continue to hunt me each and every day when I least expect them to. Why can't I control them?

I need to go to Dr Flynn. I need to regain my control.


Sorry for the long wait but I finally managed to get this chapter done...

Thank you so much for reading this chapter :) I really hope you enjoyed this one xx