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.

The alarm clock the next morning seemed more annoying than usual. I opened my eyes and sat on the bed while I put on my glasses.

—Wait a minute, I'm in my bed... —I said as I looked under the duvet…—and with my sleeping clothes, I don't understand, it was all a dream.

At that moment the door to my room opened and Kate came in with a tray in her hand with breakfast.

—Good morning, sleepyhead. —she said puting the tray on my legs. —How are you feeling?

—Good. Should I feel differently?

—I don't know, you tell me. —she said to me, squinting.

—Kate, I don't understand what you mean.

—Do you remember anything about last night?

—Well yes, I remember Mr. Chasting took me to dinner because I hadn't eaten anything all day.

—Do you remember how you got home?

—I remember giving him the car keys to drive.

—Anything else?

What was she getting at? Then the memories of the night before suddenly hit me.

—Oh shit! I passed out in the car. He must be thinking the worst of me. I think I'm out of a job now. —I said hiding my face in my hands.

—Ana, it's no big deal.

—Hey, Kate, explain to me how I got here, because the last thing I remember is curling up in the co-driver's seat of my car. —I asked her as I take my hands off my face.

—I'll tell you about it over breakfast. —she said to me as I took a sip of apple juice.

—Start talking. — I demanded while taking a bite out of a toast.

—You didn't faint, you fell asleep as soon as you settled into the seat. Mr. Chasting brought you here.

—How did he know where I lived? —I didn't understand how he got my address.

—He didn't want to wake you up and looked for your favorite contacts and dialed my number. —he said to me while I was choking on toast.

—What?

—He explained what had happened and I gave him the address.

—Oh my God! I don't know how I'm gonna look at him today at the office. —I said as I lowered my head in shame.

—That's not all, you are missing the best part. —she said as she smiled mischievously.

—What! Did something else happen? —I asked in a frightened voice.

—Yeah. He carried you in his arms from the car to the bed.

—Oh no! —I said covering my face. —Please tell me he wasn't the one who changed my clothes.

—You would have liked that. —she said as she laughed. —But he didn't do it, I did.

—Thank God!

— Who are you kidding, Ana, you're obviously attracted to him. —she said to me as I looked up and looked at her.

—It's not true, I'm more intrigued by the whole mystery surrounding it. —I said as I put my glasses back in place.

Talking about Mr. Chasting so early in the morning was making me nervous.

—Aha. Same thing I told you the other day. You like mysteries that are hard to solve. —Kate got out of bed. —I don't blame you, actually, is to eat it up and leave nothing behind. And I think you want to do it. —she said as she walked towards the door.

—Don't talk nonsense. That will never happen. One thing is what I want, and another thing what he wants. — Shit, I always talk too much.

—I knew you liked a little bit.

—Kate, the truth is I'm intrigued, but I won't do anything about what I may or may not feel for him.

—Yeah, cause of what happened with the idiot. That was a long time ago, Ana. You have to forget what he did to you. Not all men have to be idiots like José. And Mr. Chasting, he seems to be quite a gentleman.

—I know, but…forget it, Kate.

—Of course, Mr. Chasting would never notice you. —she said lying on the door frame.

—Exactly. —I replied very sure of myself.

—And if he does? —she asked me while I was freezing. — Never take anything for granted. I'll leave you to finish up and get dressed. I'll be right out. —she said as she said goodbye to me leaving the room.

That would never happen. Maybe on another planet. But in this one, no one who looked like Mr. Chasting would notice someone like me. If he did, it was just for sex and nothing else. Something disposable that you only use once.

I finished my breakfast and went to the closet to find my wardrobe for today. And I opted for a simple cobalt blue, beak-shaped dress that fell below the knee. He wore a bow in the front just below the breasts while leaving my back half uncovered. I pulled my hair up, leaving a few strands of loose hair on my face and put on some make-up, as usual. I put on some matching shoes and took my coat and went out looking for my car.

The keys are where I always left them and now that I thought about it, several questions came to my mind as I walked down to the underground garage.

How did he unlock my phone?

How had Mr. Chasting returned to his hotel?

I'd have to ask him as soon as I saw him.

Outside, the sun's rays hit the windshield. It was a strange thing on a sunny day after so much rain. I turned on the player and started to play Roxette's Listen to your heart, I really liked the classic songs. And the truth was that I really liked this song right now.

Should I do listen to my heart...?

I drove as usual to my parking place. I got out of the car while the sunshine completely bathed me on my way to the building. The elevator was full, more than usual, and it was slowly climbing up to the 25th floor. The doors opened and I walked safely out of the elevator on my way to my office.

—He's gonna have a heart attack when he sees you. — Kate told me as I walked past her desk with my coat on my arm.

—Please tell me I didn't overdo it. —I said as I examined the clothes I was wearing.

—I'm just kidding, Ana, you look good.

—Are you serious? — I asked her as I looked my clothes on more time.

—Don't worry, you look perfect in whatever you're wearing. They left the mail here this morning. —she said as she changed the subject drastically.

He handed me several envelopes and a small package.

—Thank you, I'll leave you, I'll talk to you later. —I told her as I walked to my office.

Just before I got to the door, one of the envelopes fell out and I leaned over to pick it up and go on my way. I put the envelopes on the table and after putting the bag away I sat at my desk. Mr. Chasting came in a few seconds later with his burning blue eyes on me. And the questions I had in my mind for him vanished like the wind.

—Good morning, Miss Steele.

He looked at me very seriously, without taking his eyes off me as if he wanted to undress me with his eyes.

—Good morning, Mr. Chasting. —I replied with my best smile as he looked away from me and walked to his office without even looking back.

Apparently he wasn't going to touch the subject from last night. The phone rang and I got ready to answer it in a very lively way until I saw who was calling.

—Tell me Mr. Chasting. —I answered firmly.

—I need you to come into my office for a moment.

—Right away, Mr. Chasting. — I told him while he was hanging up the phone.

—Oh no!

I think I'm in a lot of trouble.

I was sure I was going to lose my job.

I got up on my way to the pantry and made him a cup of coffee before I went to his office. I didn't even know why I had done it, I doubted he would return my job just to make him a cup of coffee. I went back to the office and knocked on his door.

—Go ahead. —he said in a firm, deep voice from inside.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and went inside. Mr. Chasting was standing in front of one of the panoramic windows at the end of his office.

—Here's a coffee for you, Mr. Chasting. —I told him by placing the cup on a coaster on his desk.

Mr. Chasting looked away from the Chicago scene and focused it on me. He walked safely to his desk and sat behind as he took the cup of coffee in his hands.

—You wanted to see me? —I asked him, turning my curious gaze away from him. Mr. Chasting took a sip of his coffee and then stared at me.

—Yes, please sit down. —he pointed to me with one hand as I sat in an armchair in front of his desk.

Oh, God!

Her smell of cologne drove me crazy.

Today he was neatly combed back, no strands of hair fell on his face. And I imagined sliding my hands through his hair to see if it felt as soft and silky as it looked. I put those thoughts out of my mind and sat down with confidence and courage. I couldn't be afraid. Well, at least I wasn't going to prove it to him.

—Before you speak, I would like to apologize for what happened yesterday. —I told him while Mr. Chasting was giving his coffee another drink and then staring at me.

—I don't see why you should do it. —he said with a very serious frown.

—I think I behaved inappropriately and I beg your pardon, I…— but he interrupted me by raising a hand that made me close my mouth immediately.

—You didn't do anything wrong, Miss Steele, you just fell asleep in the car. It could have happened to anyone after a day like yesterday. —he said to me as he looked at me with a slight smile.

—All right. — then what would he want from me? —How can I help you then?

—Actually, I just wanted to make a request.

—A request? —I asked intrigued as he got up from his chair and turned the table around.

—Yes. I see Grace was right about you, you are very efficient in your work, among other things. —he said and I blushed slightly at his compliment as he walked behind me turning around and returning to his chair.

—Thank you, you're very kind, Mr. Chasting. And the request? —I asked him as he smiled at me with his arms resting on the back of his chair.

He sat down again and picked up his coffee cup.

—To bring me a cup of coffee prepared by you in the morning and after lunch. But I see that in addition to being an excellent assistant, you also has psychic powers. Thank you. —he said as he took another sip of coffee.

That's all it was, and me worrying.

—No problem, Mr. Chasting. Do you need anything else? — I asked him as I got up from my chair with trembling legs.

The truth was, I couldn't sit this close to him another minute. Feeling the smell of his expensive cologne that was slowly flooding and clouding my senses making me not think coherently.

—No, that's all, you can go now. If I need anything else, I'll let you know. —he said as he continued to drink his coffee.

I turned around and quickly left his office to take refuge behind my desk. My legs were shaking while my stomach was in knots.

I turned on the computer while I was checking the mail that had arrived. Most of them were for Mr. Chasting, until I got one for myself. It was a box the size of a book wrapped in wrapping paper. That's strange. Didn't have a return address. It just said my name. I opened it carefully and was surprised to see what was inside.

Carefully cut there was a black rose and underneath was a small handwritten card. I took it out carefully and read what it said:

I know you liked it, so I'm sending it to you so you can keep it.

C.T.G

Who sent this to me? I read the card over and over again, but I couldn't figure out who it was. I didn't know those initials. But the rose, the rose looked like the one in the restaurant, not to mention it was the same one.

Had it been Mr. Chasting?

Or maybe someone from the restaurant.

Who had taken the trouble to send me the rose that I liked so much?

I took the rose and it had exactly the same smell, the petals felt like velvet in my hands. I looked for a pitcher, filled it with water, and after I put the rose on it I put it on my desk, in a place where I could see it all day long.

I turned to the computer and when I opened the email I saw that I had several emails. But the subject of one in particular caught my attention the most. And this was Kate's.

From: Kate Kavanagh

To: Anastasia Steele

Date: Wednesday, 10/21/2015 8:10 AM

Subject: Watch out!

We need to talk. When I told you it looked dangerous, it wasn't a joke. I'll tell you at lunch.

Kate

How strange! Did she mean Mr. Chasting?

Well, I'd find out by lunch. So I wasn't going to tell her about my secret admirer until noon.