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.
I drove to my apartment with trembling hands and my heart beating a thousand times a second. These things could only happen to me. I was sure that when I told Kate she'd get me two slaps in the face to get me going.
So I better not tell her anything.
The apartment was quiet. I opened the fridge to get some dinner, but the truth was that I had lost my appetite after what happened with Mr. Chasting.
It was after 7:30 p.m.
I had a yogurt and went to my room. I turned on my laptop and decided to answer the e-mail that Christian had sent me in the afternoon, although he was most likely sleeping, it must have been early morning there.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 7:32 PM
Subject: Getting to know each other.
I'd like to know more about you, I only know your name.
Ana.
Contrary to what I imagined, he answered me quickly.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 2:34 AM, CET
Subject: Question.
What do you want to know? Ask me anything you want and I will gladly try to answer you.
Christian.
He was awake. Or did I wake him up.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 7:37 PM
Subject: Interrupted sleep.
I'm sorry I woke you up, I didn't realize what time it was there.
Ana.
And I send it.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 2:39 AM, CET
Subject: Sleeping?
I wasn't sleeping. Jet lag. How was your day at work?
Christian.
My day at work. If I had to describe what it had been like I think it was exciting, it defined it very well in every sense of the word.
That reminded me of something.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 7:43 PM
Subject: Intrigued.
Nothing out of the ordinary. I want to ask you something. How did you know my name and where I worked? I'm intrigued by that.
Ana
I sent for him and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The hot water slowly relaxed my body, I wanted to stay there longer but it couldn't take long. I was anxious to know what Christian had said to me. I went back to bed after getting dressed and this time there were two messages from Christian.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 2:50 AM, CET
Subject: Excuse me.
Sorry for the question I asked you, you don't have to answer it if you don't want to. It's really none of my business who you were having dinner with that day, just curious. Don't be mad at me, I just want to get to know you.
Christian.
What question? I decided to read the other message, this one he had sent before. I read them in the wrong order.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 2:46 AM, CET
Subject: Coincidence.
I was having dinner there that day. Although I did leave after you got there. Whoever had dinner with me had worked at TecFall and knew how to tell me who are you. It was a huge coincidence that I met you. By the way, who was that you were having dinner with, your boyfriend?
Christian.
My boyfriend Mr. Chasting? That made me laugh. But then I remembered what happened in the elevator and my breathing got faster. I couldn't deny that I had feelings for Mr. Chasting, my body betrayed me every time I was near him. But I was going to continue to ignore what my body was telling me and my heart was screaming at me.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 7:57 PM
Subject: Boyfriend?
I didn't answer you because I was taking a bath. To answer your question, no, I don't have a boyfriend. Who was having dinner with me was my boss, Mr. Chasting. You know where I work. Can you tell me what you do?
Ana
Christian took a while to answer me but eventually he did.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 3:01 AM, CET
Subject: My work.
It's something new I started recently. I am dedicated to the reproduction and sale of exotic flowers and plants. I don't know much about it yet, but it's something I'm passionate about. And you, Ana. What are you passionate about?
Christian
His question started to run through my head. What am I passionate about? At that moment I couldn't think of anything, only things I liked to do, even though I didn't have time for it anymore. And then I remembered something I really liked.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 22/10/2015 8:04 PM
Subject: My tastes.
I really like a lot of things like watching the sunset on the shores of Lake Michigan, listening to music and seeing the stars. But I'm really passionate about maskarade ball.
Ana
And I sent him the e-mail. Christian answered briefly and quickly.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 3:05 AM, CET
Subject: Your tastes?
Maskarade ball?
Christian
He was very easy to talk to. It was like I was talking to Kate or someone very close to me.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 22/10/2015 8:06 PM
Subject: Dance.
Yes, every year around this time they have one at the Drake Hotel, and I really love them. Although last year I couldn't go because the invitation was lost. Yeah, you could say that's what I'm most passionate about.
Ana
I was getting used to him answering me quickly.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 3:08 AM, CET
Subject: Your tastes.
I've never met anyone who liked maskarade ball so much before. When's the dance?
Christian.
Didn't he know that? Everyone knows the masked ball by hallowen that the Drake Hotel does, it's no secret.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 8:10 PM
Subject: Dance.
It's Saturday the 31st. I don't understand why you don't know him, it's no secret to the people of Chicago.
Ana
I send it.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 3:11 AM, CET
Subject: Ignorance
Forgive my ignorance. I was born here in Chicago but as a kid my parents moved to London where I lived until very recently when I moved to Chicago again. It's a story I'll tell you some other time. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to leave you. Can we talk tomorrow?
Christian.
That's where the slight but almost imperceptible accent came from, I knew it sounded a little British to me. It was a pity that we had to say goodbye now, I was beginning to like talking to him, it was so easy, so simple. I've never met a man I could talk to so easily.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 8:14 PM
Subject: Last question for today.
Before we said goodbye. Why did you ask about the masquerade ball?
Ana.
From: Christian
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Friday, 23/10/2015 3:16 AM, CET
Subject: Today.
I'll tell you later for me and tomorrow for you, Ana. Have a good night's sleep.
Christian.
What he had told me was witty and made me smile.
From: Anastasia Steele
To: Christian
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 8:18 PM
Subject: Another day.
I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Good night, Christian. Get some rest.
Ana.
I closed the computer and lay down on the bed with a big smile on my face. I'd enjoyed talking to Christian. At least I already knew a few things about him, he wasn't so strange and unknown now. I knew more about Christian than I did about my own boss.
It was amazing how much Christian and Mr. Chasting differed. Although they had one thing in common. They both wanted a relationship with me, though in different ways. Christian was more interested in romance, while Mr. Chasting only wanted to sleep with me, sex and nothing else.
I got out of bed on my way to the kitchen, picked up the phone and ordered some dinner. Talking to Christian had lifted my spirits and whetted my appetite. An hour later, as I was finishing my dinner quietly some Chinese food, I felt the sound of an incoming e-mail on my phone. And I quickly went out in search of him hoping it would be Christian again, but it wasn't him.
From: Ryan Chasting
To: Anastasia Steele
Date: Thursday, 10/22/2015 9:23 PM
Subject: Indecent proposal.
I hope you think about my proposal, not a second goes by that I don't think about you...in my bed...naked...excited...
Ryan Chasting.
Oh, God! Just by reading the mail, my heart was racing. I felt my cheeks burning and I felt hot and excited. No one's ever said anything like that to me before. The truth is that no one had ever been so sincere and direct about what he wanted from me, and that was something I admired. But there wasn't much to think about. I wasn't going to sleep with my boss, no matter how much I was attracted to him, how excited I was, or how much he would try to convince me.
If I didn't like it, I wouldn't care. It would just be a night of unbridled sex. But I couldn't compromise my heart and then be torn apart by just one night of passion. I wasn't ready for that yet. I wasn't going to answer his mail, I wasn't going to give him that pleasure. But I knew he was coming to me at work tomorrow.
I picked up the food and went to my room. I settled down in bed and thinking about what Christian would be like, I fell asleep.