THE ORIGINAL NOVEL WAS WRITTEN IN SPANISH, I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TRANSLATION. IF YOU WANT TO READ IT IN SPANISH LOOK FOR IT UNDER THE SAME PSEUDONYM AND BY NAME "GIRO DEL DESTINO"
So the whole week passes by and Friday arrived. After saying goodbye to Mia and Ethan I went straight to the apartment where I found Kate waiting for me with the backpacks we had packed the night before next to her.
—As soon as you change, we'll leave. —she said to me as she pushed me into the room.
—You don't have to push me, I can go alone. —I told her while we were both laughing.
Five minutes later I had already changed and put on a short denim short, worn and tight, along with a T-shirt. After taking my sunglasses, I left the bedroom and went to the living room where Kate was waiting for me, and she looked up and down at me.
—Oh, my God! Poor Tray, he'll have a heart attack when he sees you. —she said as she laughed.
— Then I'd better change my clothes, I don't want to ruin the trip. —I said turning back to the room again.
—We can't be late. Come on. —she said, holding out one of the backpacks and pushing me towards the door.
We got in my car and I drove to the Manhattan marina. When we got there and parked the car we found Elliot waiting for us with a backpack next to him. We got out of the car along with our stuff and I set the alarm to say hello to Elliot.
—Hi, Elliot, how are you? —I told him as Kate ran to him to kiss him.
—Hi Ana, much better now and you. —he said separating a little bit from Kate.
—Good, very good. —I replied laughing at Kate's euphoric attack.
—Well, are you ready to go? — asked Elliot, looking at us alternately.
—Yes. And Tray isn't coming? — Kate asked as she hugged Elliot and looked at me.
—He left the keys with me in case he was a little late, so we can walk to the yacht. —he said as we started walking down to the docks.
We walked for a while until we stood next to a huge black and silver yacht with Grace's name on its side, where had I heard that name? It sounded familiar but I couldn't remember it. We boarded the yacht that was huge and very beautiful, it was one of those millionaire yachts, the kind you see in music videos or Hollywood movies. Was Tray a millionaire? Forget it Ana don't worry about it at this point. I rebuked myself, it was going to be for the best.
Elliot led us inside the yacht through a double dark glass door. After passing these my eyes almost fell out of their orbits. If the yacht was beautiful on the outside, it was even more beautiful on the inside. We entered what appeared to be the foyer and the living room. Upon entering there was a bar on the left with four benches, beyond it and on the right a small table with four chairs. There was also a small central table with two wooden armchairs on the sides and a huge sofa with a small table beside it on the right side, where a lamp rested. Right in front of the central table there was a huge panel, at both ends of which were several books organized and some discs. The floor was made of wood and completely polished. I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life.
You can leave things here for now, let me show you the kitchen. Elliot told us as Kate and I looked at each other, smiled in amazement, and after leaving our backpacks on the big couch we followed him into the kitchen.
The kitchen was even more impressive than the living room. It was formidable, it had a huge, island shaped worktop with two benches. Embedded in the worktop is a huge oven, and underneath it are hundreds of pantries and cutlery drawers. At the end of the kitchen was the huge two-door refrigerator, both transparent.
—Well, how about the kitchen, impressive. —Elliot said with a smile while I still couldn't say a word.
—That's not the exact word to describe it, it's incredible. —I said I still admired everything.
—I'm still amazed. —Kate said absorbed as I was, or more absorbed than I was.
—Well, I'll leave you in the kitchen and go to get things ready to sail. —Elliot said as I was leaving, I guess on my way to the cockpit.
We looked for things in the fridge and started making dinner. Fifteen minutes later the yacht began to move slowly out of port.
—Tray must have arrived. —Kate told me with great enthusiasm.
We continued in the kitchen preparing dinner and an hour later it was almost finished. It consisted of chicken fricassee, accompanied by white rice and green beans, then the yacht stopped. We were sitting on the sidewalks at the kitchen counter, with our backs to the door talking, as we felt Elliot's unmistakable voice.
—Tray, I think it's time you met Ana. —and as soon as he said this I turned to the door to see the famous Tray that Kate had told me so much about throughout the week.
Do you remember that fate likes to play with me, well this was another clear example of that. Standing about 5 meters away from me, in some worn jeans and a black T-shirt, was Christian. Now things fit me. I didn't understand why I hadn't linked one with the other. Maybe if Kate had described it to me I would have put each piece in its place and I not be sitting here while we stared into each other's eyes in surprise like he did.
—Excuse me for a moment. —he said as he walked out the door.
—Wait, Tray. —Elliot said and came out after him.
And Kate and I just stood by and watched where they'd gone.
—What's this all about? He looked at you like he knew you. —she said, looking at me suddenly, very confused.
—I know him...or used to. —I answered almost without being able to speak even by surprise.
—I don't understand you. —she said, frowning.
And I decided to tell her at the end she'd find out, and it wasn't a secret.
—Kate... —I said to her as she stared at me, raising her eyebrows in expectation of what I was going to say. —That's Christian.
— Christian! Your boss? — she said surprised.
—The same one. — I replied, I turned on the sidewalk and turned my back to the door again.
—No! — she said still amazed and still unable to believe it. —The world is a small place. —she said with a smile.
—Yes. —then something strange happened, we heard someone cursing followed by a roar.
—Shit!
Kate and I both looked at each other without knowing what was going on. It had been so loud that we could hear it where we were. After a while Christian and Elliot returned to where we were.
—Well, since you two know each other, I'm gonna show Kate around the booth. —said Elliot pulling Kate's hands and leaving us alone.
—I think we should get to know each other again, I think I made a very bad impression the other day. —He said as he nervously ran his hand through his hair, throwing it back, which only made it messier and made Christian look even hotter than it already was.
I think it was the first time I saw Christian nervous, who would have imagined it. And for a moment I didn't know what to do, but as he looked at me with that expression of sincerity in his eyes and his face, I couldn't say no, so in the end I decided to accept, I just hoped I wouldn't regret it.
—It's okay. —I replied defeated as I lost myself once more in her gray eyes and his withering look.
—Christian Travelyan Grey. —he said reaching out his hand.
—Anastasia Stelle. —I answered by taking it and getting up from the sidewalk.
He gently shook my hand as he stared me in the eye, more than a handshake felt like a caress. That greeting was taking longer than it should, Christian was apparently unwilling to let go of my hand and my body shuddered slightly at his touch.
—Elliot showed you the yacht already? —he asked me suddenly, letting go of my hand.
—No, I haven't seen him yet. —I replied as my hand burned from his recent touch.
—Then if you come with me, I'll show you. —he said to me as he gestured towards the staircase that he was going to the lower deck.
—All right. —I told him while he was driving me downstairs.
He showed me the yacht starting from the cabins, there were a total of five, two on each side which were the doubles and one at the end, which was the largest, according to Christian each had its own bathroom, he did not get to show them to me inside, and later I would see it for myself. When we finished with the cabins we climbed back up to the upper deck, the kitchen already knew her and from there he led me to the cabin where Kate and Elliot were.
Outside it was completely at night, in the sky the stars were shining and in the distance the lights of New York City looked very dim, it was an absolutely marvelous sight that took your breath away.
—Well, how about we eat, I'm hungry. —Elliot said as he looked at us with a smile.
—You're about to try Ana's specialty. —Kate told him as she pulled Elliot into the kitchen.
—After you. — Christian told me as I walked out with him behind me.
We prepared the things to eat and we did it accompanied by a bottle of wine that Christian had taken out and a beautiful, soft melody that came from somewhere.
—That music is beautiful, who is it? —I asked truly hypnotized by the beautiful melody.
—Enya, it's very relaxing, isn't it? — said Christian as he looked at me smiling.
—Yes, very relaxing. — I said, turning my eyes away from his tempting gaze.
By the time we were finishing dinner, the bottle of wine was finished and had been replaced by another bottle as well as several beers. Kate and I started packing up and Elliot stopped us.
—No, no, you cooked, we scrubbed, didn't we, Chris. —Elliot said as he put her arm around his shoulders and smiled at him.
—Yes, why not. —Christian said looking at Elliot sideways.
We left the dining room and sat on the sofa while we waited for the boys to finish washing up and picking up the kitchen. By the time they finished they joined us with several beers in hand. I must say that despite the fact that I was already half tipsy I accepted the beer that Christian was offering me and after pressing a button on a remote he took out of his pocket, a panel was displayed on the wall from where a huge flat screen appeared.
—Well, what do you want to see, comedy, terror, drama, action. — Christian said as we all shouted what we wanted, after several minutes of arguing we decided to watch a comedy.
By the time I was finishing the movie and several more rounds of beers, my eyes could no longer focus on the screen, while laughing and drinking the truth I was feeling exhausted. I looked for Kate but I didn't see her anywhere. When did she leave with Elliot? I had been left alone with Christian and I hadn't even noticed. I think it was time to go to bed... that was if I could get to bed because I doubted if I could stand up on my own.
—I think I'm going to bed, I'm very tired. — I said as I stood up.
But as soon as I did it everything started to spin around until I grabbed onto something or rather someone.
—Are you all right? —he asked worried.
—Yeah, I'm fine. —I said trying to get out of their burning hands above my clothes.
But I had barely done it when everything started to get blurry, while my legs were heavy and bending.
—Anastasia! ...Anastasia! ...
I tried to concentrate on that voice but everything disappeared into total darkness.