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Chapter 9

APOV

"OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. " I shriek loudly after walking into my apartment, I can't believe it that my CEO is asking me for a date this weekend. Calm down, Ana! He can still cancel! I repeat in a hopeless attempt to prevent myself from getting overexcited. I pray he isn't having second thoughts. I can't shake the thoughts that Christian would rather be with one of the million women that throw themselves at him every day. A woman who didn't have my issue.

Maybe I should call and tell mom about today's event, after my shower. Maybe she will have some pearls of wisdom. Just as I was about to turn on the shower my phone comes to life.

The I.D caller isn't familiar. I consider ignoring it but answer it, knowing I can disconnect it instantly.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Ana. It's Christian, sorry for disturbing you. I just wanted to make sure that you safely in your apartment." I bite my lip. I natural response to hearing his voice.

"Yes, safe and sound, thanks to a certain boss driving me home, then making sure that I walked into my building lobby safely. You have him to thank." I giggling listen to my own voice, it looks like I'm flirting with him.

"I will. You know that you are the only woman who can make feel jealous of a description" He chuckles and I feel so giddy with our little banter. I have never had this kind of connection with anyone before.

"Are you arrived at your condo safely?" I ask anything I can muttering right now, it is so awkward for me to talk on the phone with anyone except my family or Andrea. Once again he chuckles and answers my question.

"Condo - No. Penthouse - Yes! Safe and sound" Oh yeah.. Silly me.

"Christian.." I don't know what I want to talk at him.

"Yes, baby." The way words roll off his tongue makes my heart skip a beat. I thought I have heard him call me baby when we say our goodbyes in front of my building, but I ignored it thought it was just my hallucination. Now, he says it again and it makes my heart flutter.

"I was about to have a shower." Shit, why did I say that?

"Now I wish I had stayed" Before I even have a chance to reply, Christian continues. "I'm not going to stop you from taking a shower."

"Ok.. umm... It is getting late and tomorrow both of us need to go to work early, so I need to have my beauty sleep or tomorrow I would look like a zombie." I giggle imagine myself walking around looking like a zombie, it would not be a good scene right.

"Anastasia, you are always beautiful with or without a beautiful sleep, and I love listening to you giggle. It is like a beautiful symphony. Sincerely pours out of him.

"I will see you tomorrow.."

"That you will, beautiful.. Good night and have a nice dream, don't forget I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and we will go to work together. Laters, baby." Without waiting for my reply he disconnects the call, I think he knows that I would argue with him to drive us together to the office and my insecurities being a gossip material in the office.

Calming my mind try to relax and not to be afraid of being caught by the fellow co-worker because of the CEO insisting to pick me up and drive together. If Christian does not mind too much being seen with me, maybe I need to make amends with myself and lets him take the lead. Tonight I'm not calling my parents like the other night because it is too late and I feel so tired because of a lack of sleep last night. I sent a message to my mom that I'll call her tomorrow then go to take a shower.

I will myself to put aside my thoughts on the female spirit from this afternoon. I much prefer to focus on Christian's handsome face and like a good dream catcher, I slip into the most peaceful sleep.

"Please, follow us, Anastasia!" The woman in front of me instructs. Wait, it's her. The same woman who came and visited me last time.

"Can you tell me instead, why you came to me?" I query. She doesn't speak. Instead keeps silent and leads me through the corridors, to a big oak door. The door opens by itself. I look at my new surroundings. Sculptures? The room is filled with sculpture and looks like the art at school. It was so odd. Why this vision? Why this location? It is so cold and damp. My body shivers a little bit but I can't stop walking further until I reach where a little boy standing.

I give him my smile but he likes his mother just looks at me passively. With no prior warning, his hand suddenly points towards the things besides him. I follow where his hand points to and when my eyes adjust, I gasp and feel suffocated,

"Is..is this… No, no, it can't be true..!" My ability to form a complete phrase abandons me. I hear the blaring of noise, which forces me back into the real world.

Ring. Ring…

I wake up disoriented, vividly remembering what my dream about but I'm not sure what I had to see. I am winded.

Ring..ring…

It takes me a few moments to realize that it the ring of the phone. It is still so early. Who would call me this early in the morning?

Reaching my phone from the table beside my bed, I see the caller ID. A smile grows on my face when I recognized now a familiar number.

"Good morning, Christian." Does this man ever sleep? Thought at this point in time, I could care less. Hearing his voice puts me at ease.

"Good morning, baby. You answered. I didn't know if you would be awake or not."

"I had help from my phone. Along with being a megalomaniac wiz kid, you probably can add mind reader to your list of skills. You managed to relieve me from my odd dream."

"Another bad dream? Again?" Christian's voice is full of concern. I shake my head. The last thing I want to do is make someone worry about me in the early morning.

"Please don't worry, I only dreamt about the same thing as before…. can we talk about this later? I don't want to start my day by thinking about something this heavy."

"Okay, No dreams. Food then. Have breakfast with me this morning."

"Your place or mine?"

"Yours. I don't want you driving this morning after your dream. I will bring breakfast with me. Get up and get ready."

"If you are coming here then I should be the one to cook. What would you like?" I ask him

" I'm okay with anything that your hands make. I will see you in fifteen minutes, is it okay?" That quick?

"Okay, see you later, Mr. Grey."

"Laters, baby." I feel like a school girl every time he calls me baby.

Quickly I rise from my bed and do my best to get ready. I don't want to look messy when Christian turns up. I choose to wear my blue plaid blazer and short two-piece suit with a plain white silk top shirt. In the kitchen, I opt to make two plates of an egg sandwich with ham and spinach completed with freshly cut fruit. I don't know what Christian wants to drink, I just have fresh milk and OJ in my refrigerator, I'll ask him later when he comes.

Right on time Christian Grey arrives, impeccably dressed in a fitted Armani suit, staring down at me with the most intense eyes that I've ever seen. I am cemented to the spot, making me forget my manners to invite him in.

"Good morning, Anastasia. Are you okay? you look so dazzled."

"Yes, of course, I am" I declare faking certainty and confidence.

"Ana, don't lie to me. I have greeted you more than once already. It was as if you couldn't hear me."

"Then on that note, Good morning, Christian. Please come in I have already made our breakfast."

I signal for him to go inside my apartment and tell him to sit down while I lay our breakfast on the kitchen island. My apartment is so small and simple, but cozy and homey.

"I like your home. It suits you," Christian said.

"Thank you, Christian, though I know it probably doesn't hold a candle to your place and don't lie!"

"Okay, I won't, but my place isn't so much of a home. My penthouse is more of a …..bachelor pad. Even then that might be a generous definition." he chuckles.

"Time to eat. As you know my boss hates tardiness.." I serve him a full of food plate and take my seat beside him.

"This food looks so delicious, Ana. Thank you for cooking it for me." My face warms when he kisses me gently on my cheek.

"You're welcome." I murmur back at him, together we eat our breakfast in silence.

"Ohh, I almost forgot to ask you what you want to have for a drink? I have OJ, tea and fresh milk in the refrigerator. I don't drink coffee but I am sure I have somewhere. I just don't know if it is within the best before date." I declare.

"I think I will stick to the orange juice." I nod and pour two glasses. We continue to eat in silence, though now it is slightly uncomfortable, for reasons I can't work out.

"Anastasia, before we go to the office, I have something I need to tell you." Christian stands and runs his hands through his hair. "I hope you are not going to freak out after I tell you." I cock my head, letting him continue when he is ready.

"I'll get to the point. Anastasia Steele, I like you. Really like you. I also know that I sound like a middle schooler right now. I have never said that to any woman before, I don't even know how to approach this. I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Yes.." It was the only word I can say right now.

"Excuse me, what do you mean, Anastasia?" He looked into my eyes to try to understand my answer.

"I mean yes. I'll be your girlfriend, Christian….just, please don't hurt me and be patient with me because this is my very first experience in a proper relationship."

"Oh yes." He pumps his hand in the air, beaming his billion-dollar smile. and engulfed me in a tight embrace.

"Thank you, baby. Thank you for agreeing to be mine. I promise to do my best and not break or hurt your heart. I'll keep your heart safe and will show you how much you mean to me already." He gives my face a butterfly kisses and when he wants to kiss my lips, he stares at me and silently asking for permission to kiss me.

I bite my lip. I am so nervous because it will be my very first kiss. I can feel my face blushing and when I look at Christian's eyes it darkened and focuses on my biting lips. I can hear he let a small groan.

"Baby, please don't bite that lip! It makes me want to bite and devour it myself." Oh please. Please just do it, my brain screaming for him to kiss me now.

"Kiss me then!" His mouth crashes into mine, and his tongue is tracing bits of my mouth I didn't know existed. I become lost in our kiss. Christian pours so much passion into our kiss. His hand locked onto my neck when the other lingering on my waist. When I finally pulled away, his teeth are tugging on my bottom lip not wanting me to go.

I swallow hard before meeting Christian's eyes once again. He leans down and kisses the bare skin of my neck and it sends shivers cascading down my back.

We stayed in our own bubble for a moment. Our foreheads resting against each other, until my phone blares loudly, unwillingly pulling my body from Christian to answer the call. Ros's caller ID appears on the screen. Why is she calling this early?

"Good morning, Ros. What can I do for you?" Saying her name gets Christian attention.

"Ana, I need your help. Can we talk later at lunchtime? I will bring my girlfriend to the office to discuss something with you. Is it okay with you, Ana?" The tone in her voice is off. Yep, something is up.

"Yes, of course."

"Thank you. We will see you later." I become unnerved by the phone call. What is so important that they couldn't wait to ask me when I arrived at the office. Why call me?

"Anastasia, look at me. You are going pale. What was that call about?" I forgot that Christian was next to me.

"I don't know for sure... but from the way, Ros spoke just now...I am not sure.. she sounds unusual. She said that she and her partner would like to speak with me about something later in her office at lunchtime." I inform Christian as I turn my body to face him and wrap my arms around him.

"I will accompany you." I smile how Christian didn't really ask. All part of the package.

...

"Anastasia.," Ros calls out to me. Beside her is a rather beautiful woman though obviously tired by the look on her face.

"Good afternoon, Ros. How are you today?" I ask, but she fails to answer my question.

"Ana, this Gwen my wife. Gwen, this is Anastasia, as I have told you about." Gwen gives me a tired smile and shakes my hand.

"Nice to meet you, Anastasia. Ros talks about you all the time.."

"I hope all are good things. Shall we go somewhere private and you can tell me what you need to talk about." I ask both of them.

"We can talk inside my office," Ros suggests. I ensure that Gwen and Ros walk in front of me to give me the opportunity to send a message to Christian.

Ros and Gwen arrived. Going into her office. *A

On my way, baby *C

"Please start when you are ready. " I offer.

"Ana, Gwen believes that our new home is haunted. Yesterday, strange things started happening and last night she had a nightmare which was more real than not. Gwen has never had a nightmare before and..." Ros is interrupted by a knocking on the door. I know it is Christian.

"Hello, ladies. Congratulations on the new home. Sorry, I haven't called you or come to have a look to congratulate you in person." Christian greet's Gwen warmly. Not surprising considering that Andrea told me they were pals from the same University.

"Thanks, bro but I think buying and moving into our new house will go down as one big mistake," Gwen mumbled in distress.

"Ana. I am sorry to impose on you, but you might be the one person who can help." Ros is practically pleading.

"I will try.." I tell her sincerely. Christian takes the seat beside me on the couch, sitting so close to me that there is no space separating us.

"When we first moved into our home, we were so excited. Out new home needed some renovations but nothing too much. The previous owner was a sculpture. He wanted to move after his wife and child disappeared without a trace. He said that the house reminded him of what he had lost. To sweetened the deal, he requested us not to open or set foot in the basement of the house because there were still many of his works that had not yet been completely removed. He said that he would over time and reduced the price as a result. We thought we were getting a steal. Once we moved in we started to notice that at midnight I would continually hear footsteps. However, we were the only ones home and in bed. At first, I ignored it, thinking it was the new house or I was just hallucinating. Then two days ago, I was alone at home, and the doorbell rang over and over. When I open the front door nobody was outside. As soon as I closed the door from the backyard I heard a small child laughing but there was no one there! Last night I had a terrible dream. I heard music coming from the piano in the family room. Curiously I walk towards where the sound coming and when I closer to the piano…" My heart leapt into my throat as I listen to what Gwen tell us. I hadn't expected that the woman's spirit is from her new house. p

"You see a woman and a little boy together playing the piano...covered in blood from their heads down. They were playing Fur Elise, right?" I completed her description earning gasping from Gwen.

"Baby, what is it? Do you know them?" Christian takes my hand and looked into my eyes waiting for my explanation.

"It's them, Christian. They are the mother and son who I saw in my dream. The same woman who came to visit after lunch with Andrea yesterday." My voice is full of agony. Something bad happened to them, now after listening to Gwen's story, I think I know how to help them.

"Ana, what we can do to help you?" Christian asks me.

"I need to go to your house, Ros. This way I'll know how to help those spirits and set them free…"

"What do you mean by setting them free? Why do you need to do that? " Gwen asks me.

"I need to set the woman and her son free because now both of them trapped. Their spirits can't go peacefully right now. Think of it as them in a dark and cold place. They must have appeared in my dreams because they need me to help them." Christian squeezed my hand tightly, interlacing our fingers.

"Is it safe? Will you be hurt?"

"I doubt it. I just hope I can help the two spirits soon, so they can leave in peace. They need to be found and properly buried." I promise it they will get the proper goodbye they deserve.

Next chapter we will find out where the corpse of the mother and son placed.

Until then, please be patient and have a great time lovely readers. GBU.Please, leave me your review every one. Thank you.

Ntan.