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 "EL SECRETO"
In case you're wondering if Christian is in the novel, is there, just won´t expected.
Mr. Chasting was nothing like I imagined him to be. He was young and attractive with black hair and blue eyes.
The famous Mr. Chasting was no other than the stranger who had helped me in the lobby, the same I saw in the cafeteria, the same I had dreamed of the night before and still couldn't get out of my mind. My heart began to beat frantically in my chest, it felt as if it wanted to come out of my mouth. My legs were shaking slightly, I don't know if it was nervousness, anxiety or something else. The memories of last night's dream were still fresh in my mind, and I began to feel my cheeks burn.
He looked exactly like the day before. Although it was impossible that could have changed in just 24 hours. Today, unlike yesterday, he had a slight beard on his face, and his hair was perfectly combed backwards. He wore a dark blue suit that made the color of his eyes stand out even more. And once again I was gawking at him more than I should have known. I lowered my head slightly so that he would not notice my presence. I didn't want him to recognize me as the clumsy girl who fell in the lobby the day before and he had helped lift. I think I was out of a job now. I don't think he wanted me working for him, much less as his personal assistant after yesterday's fall.
I put my glasses and a lock of hair back in place.
At that moment I wanted to be invisible so he wouldn't see me.
—Thank you all for being here on such short notice. —that voice made the hair on my body stand up completely. — I just wanted to know me and that whatever problems you have can count on me. Grace chose me to fill the position from among other candidates who were equal or better qualified than me because she apparently saw something in me...
I think I saw something in him too, but in a very different way. I was looking at him sideways, trying to dodge his gaze. And watching him move his lips as he spoke made me excited. In those moments I could only think of his lips running across my skin, slowly. I squeezed my thighs and forgot what he was saying as I continued to watch his lips move through the speech he was giving, and I remembered the dream of the night before where he'd go through me with his lips all over my body. I put those thoughts out of my mind and concentrated once more on what he was saying.
—...and as I told her, I will continue to make this company what it is. One of the best in the world in terms of cutting-edge technology. Thank you all for coming, you're dismissed. —he said as everyone clapped their hands and then gradually came out of the meeting room.
He hadn't seen me yet apparently, this was my chance to escape without unseen. I got up from the chair and mingled with the other people willing to go out when Grace called me.
—Anastasia, stay a moment. —my chance of escape had just vanished.
I walked away from the door and stood next to Grace looking at the marble floor, which I thought was very interesting at the time. Maybe if I has lucky, he didn't remember me.
—Ryan, this is Anastasia, my personal assistant, now yours. —she said as I looked up from the floor and looked at him, extending my hand as a greeting.
—Nice to meet you, Mr. Chasting. —I said trying not to sound nervous.
He looked at me for a moment with his intense blue gaze fixed on mine, looked at me completely and then extended his hand and took mine. If he remembered me, he didn't say anything and pretended we didn't know each other.
—Nice to meet you, Miss Steele. I've heard so much about you. —he said as he looked at Grace and smiled at her. —I can't wait to see you working. —he said, still holding my hand.
—Well, since you two know each other, I think I should retire. —my mother said as I took my hand away from Mr. Chasting's hand, which still wouldn't let go. — Anastasia, you can show this plant to Mr. Chasting, I'll get the things from the office. — she said as she left us alone.
—Follow me, I'll show you the offices on this floor. —I told him as I gestured for him to get ahead.
—You first, Miss Steele. —he said as he waved his hand at me and I walked out in front of him.
It was fortunate that I went ahead, so he couldn't see that I was blushing. I had a feeling this was going to be complicated from me now on. I just had to forget about the dream I had of him. He was my boss now. And I knew perfectly well that nothing could ever happen between us. Not because the company wouldn't allow it, we had no rules against dating between employees. But after José I had decided not to date anyone who would work with me. When my mother had tried to get out with Sawyer it had been different, not only because he was gay, but because we didn't work together, he was just my mother's driver. I saw him just on a few occasions. But Mr. Chasting I have to saw him all the time, not to mention when we had to sit down and set the agenda. Why I was thinking about this so much, Mr. Chasting probably didn't even notice me, and if he did, well, I'd have to find a way to get rid of him.
We were walking down the hall, he behind me, while I was showing him the offices on the floor that weren't many and explaining what was done in each one. I showed him the pantry and left mine and his office for the end.
—This is my office. —I said as I watched him nodding his head. —And that one there is yours. — I told him pointing to the door that Grace was leaving with a box in her hands with her stuffs.
—Have you shown him the whole floor yet? —Grace asked me as she put the box on my desk for a moment.
I was going to answer her, but Mr. Chasting beat me to it.
—Yes, Miss Steele already showed me the flat. —he replied as he looked at me briefly. —Can I help you with that box? —he said turning to Grace.
—No thanks, it's not too heavy, I can handle it. —she replied with a smile.
—I insist. —he said as he took the box from the desk and walked out the door.
Grace gestured "tell me about it later" and came out behind him. And as soon as the door closed, I ran to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I rinsed my face a little with water to see if it would make the blush that had appeared disappear from my face, but it was impossible. I wiped my face with a towel and went back to my desk sitting down and checking the e-mails that had arrived. And it was to be expected that there was one of Kate's.
From: Kate Kavanagh
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Tuesday, 20/10/2015 9:15 AM
Subject: What did you think?
I think there's plenty of talk about the new boss, we talked a lot the other day without knowing who he was. And with the dream I imagine you had of him, there's no doubt you like him.
Kate.
Oh, God, now Kate wouldn't leave me alone.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Kate Kavanagh
Date: Tuesday, 20/10/2015 9:32 AM
Subject: Are you kidding me?
You'd better forget what we talked about the other day and that I had an erotic dream about the new boss. The last thing I need right now is you remind me that.
Ana.
I was just hoping Kate wouldn't touch the subject anymore. That's when the door opened and Mr. Chasting came in. I stared at him as I skillfully closed the email. His eyes met mine for a moment. It was fortunate that I was sitting down because my legs were shaking. He looked away from me and headed for his office, closing the door. And I just stared at the door. The sound of the phone made me jump into my seat and pull me out of my distraction. When I looked at the ID, I saw it was him.
—Tell me Mr. Chasting. —I answered in my best voice.
—In a few minutes, come to my office and let me know about the agenda.
—Right away, Mr. Chasting, you want something else.
—No, that's all, thank you. —and hung up.
My legs were shaking. I didn't remember her voice sounding so sexy. On the phone it sounded terribly charming and enchanting. I took a deep breath and took the agenda. I stood up and walked to the door that separated our offices. I took one more deep breath before I touched gently.
—Come in. —and after breathing one more time I walked into the office.
—Scused me. —I said as I opened the door and closed the door behind me.
—Sit down. —he told me, pointing to an armchair in front of his desk.
This was not the first time I had discussed an agenda, I had done it on countless occasions already. But it had been with Grace. With Mr. Chasting it was different, every time we touched one point he asked me questions about it and asked my opinion on it.
Our meeting was going on and on, it was about noon already. I don't think I was going to have lunch with Kate today and have to do it alone. We had an agreement for lunch, if it was after 12:15 pm and I didn't pick her up it was because I was complicated. We finally get to the last point on the agenda.
—And on Thursday has a meeting with the manager of the Park Hyatt Chicago Hotel. —I told him as I looked away from the agenda and looked at him.
Mr. Chasting stared at me before he took the word.
—Anything else on the agenda? —he asked as he looked at his watch and then looked at me again.
—No, that's the last point on the agenda. —I replied as I closed it.
—Okay, you can go to lunch and when you come back you can send me a copy of the agenda to my e-mail. —he said as he looked away from me and directed it at his computer.
—Scussed me. —I said as I got up from my seat and headed for the door with my nerves on my back.
—One more thing. —he said making me turn around.
—Yes. —I answered with my hand on the door handle.
—How's your ankle?
—My ankle?
—Yes, I realized you wasn't very supporting of him after your accident yesterday.
How could he possibly notice that?
—Very well, thank you. If you'll excuse me, I'm retiring.
—Go ahead. —he said as I left the office with my legs shaking and my heart beating fast.
Well, it hadn't gone so bad after all. I decided to send him the copy of the agenda before I went to lunch, anyway I had already passed it on and I just need sent it to him. But I just had a problem. I didn't know his e-mail address. I opened the mail while thinking what to do and to my surprise I had one from Mr. Chasting.
From: Ryan Chasting
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Tuesday, 10/20/2015 12:25 PM
Subject: My email.
Miss Steele, I don't think you have my mailing address to send me the address book. Here it is.
Ryan Chasting, CEO of TecFall.
I think the problem had just been solved. I gave him an answer to the email and attached a copy of the agenda.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Ryan Chasting
Date: Tuesday, 10/20/2015 12:28 PM
Subject: Thank you
Thank you for sending me your address, here is the agenda, with your permission I'm going out to lunch.
Anastasia Steele Personal Assistant of Ryan Chasting.
I send him the mail, took the coat off the back of my chair and headed out to the cafeteria where I had lunch with Kate the day before and where we used to have regular lunch. It a luck that is not be raining anymore. I was hoping Kate would be there for lunch. But she wasn't there, so I guess I had no choice but to have lunch alone.