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 woke up very relaxed. I had slept like never before. No strange dreams, no sexy bosses harassing me. It was almost 9:00 a.m. so I headed for the bathroom and after leaving and putting on my glasses I went to make breakfast. When I passed Kate's room, it was locked. So I went on to the kitchen.

I was making breakfast when I felt a few steps behind me. Kate had just got up with her hair more messed up than usual.

—Good morning. —I told her as I continued with breakfast.

—We'll be three for breakfast. —she said to me as I turned briefly and she smiled at me. That's why his hair was so messed up.

Kate went back to her room and I continued to make breakfast for three this time. They soon joined me, she and Elliot.

—Good morning, Ana. —Elliot said as he sat next to Kate at the bar for breakfast.

—Good morning. —I replied as we began to eat breakfast.

When I finished I went to my room and left them two alone. I didn't want to interrupt the show of affection they had in the dining room. I turned on the laptop and saw I had a message from Christian. He had written to me the night before after I went to bed.

From: Christian

To: Anastasia Steele

Date: Saturday, 24/10/2015 6:46 AM, CET

Subject: Mystery.

Thanks for the invitation. As for my appearance...I'd like to keep it a secret until the day we meet. If you want to know more about me, you can ask me, I will gladly answer you. I can give you some details of my appearance if you want. I am tall, have light eyes, light brown hair, I exercise regularly and, as a curious fact, I am 28 years old. If you want to know anything else, just ask me.

Christian.

Wau! I read his e-mail one more time. Actually, the details he had given me were very redundant. There were many tall people with light brown hair and light eyes, there are many types of light eyes. As for exercise, almost everyone exercises regularly. The only detail in itself was his age, 28. Another fact about my secret admirer. At least I was getting a mental picture of what he'd look like. I decided to answer his e-mail.

From: Anastasia Steele

To: Christian

Date: Saturday, 10/24/2015 9:22 AM

Subject: Tell me about yourself.

The truth is, I have a lot of questions. But I don't know where to begin. How about you tell me five things about yourself and I'll do the same. That's how we'll get to know each other. I'll start it myself. My favorite food, believe it or not, is pizza. I really like to see the stars, I like the roses, but I think you know that already. I love animals, especially horses and dogs, although I don't have either. My favorite city after Chicago is London, I have visited it several times before. My favorite clothes to wear are tight jeans. Now tell me about yourself.

Ana.

As soon as send it, Kate came into my room.

—Are you gonna tell me what happened with Ryan last night? —she asked, raising an eyebrow. —Or I have to guess.

Kate and I had no secrets, so I wasn't going to hide what happened.

—He kissed me, I kissed him back, I pushed him away. End of story. — I told her give it as little importance as possible.

—And that's why you ran away. —she said as she sat on the bed next to me.

—I couldn't stay there Kate, I had to use all my self-control to escape him.

—And how are you going to deal with it on Monday?

—I won't do it. —I replied as she looked at me in awe. — I'm going on vacation for a week.

—I didn't know anything.

—It was a last-minute thing yesterday, I forgot to mention it to you.

At that moment I felt the sound of an incoming e-mail and smiled.

—Let me guess, Christian right. — I just nodded and smiled at her like an idiot. — When will you meet him?

—On Saturday at the Drake's Hallowen party, I gave him the other invitation. —I answered her as my phone rang and I ignored him.

—It's okay, I wasn't going anyway, Elliot's taking me to visit her family in New York. —she replied without giving it the slightest thought.

—Elliot? I see you're doing well, I see you're happy.

—I'm happy, and I think you are, too.

—Why do you say that?

—For the idiot face you put on every time you get a message from Christian. I think with a week of not seeing Ryan and just talking to Christian, you'll get over it. —she said smiling as she got out of bed and left the room.

That's what I was hoping. I opened the e-mail and start reading it. My phone had stopped ringing.

From: Christian

To: Anastasia Steele

Date: Saturday, 24/10/2015 4:27 PM, CET

Subject: Whatever you wish.

Pick up the phone.

Christian.

What? That's when my phone started ringing again and I looked for him and saw that it was Christian. I answered quickly.

—Hello. —I said as I tried to calm my excitement a bit.

—Hi Ana, how are you? — he told me very cheerfully.

—Very well, you. — I answered briefly. I really had no idea what to say to him.

—Good.

—Did something happen? —I asked curiously.

The truth was that it had caught my attention that he'd call me. So far we had only spoken on the phone once.

—No, I just called you because I missed the sound of your voice. —he said to me as I was getting blushing.

I didn't know what to say about his compliment. He had missed the sound of my voice. I don't think anyone's ever called me just because missed the sound of my voice. What could I say? That I missed his voice too, I couldn't tell him that, even if it was true. So I opted for a change of subject.

—Thank you. How was your stay in France?

—A little bored to be honest, I couldn't leave the apartment because of the rain and the snow, although I got some exotic flowers that I didn't think I would find here.

—I'm happy for you then.

—Thank you. Now how about you ask me whatever you want to know about me.

—I don't know where to begin.

—Well, I was born into a very humble family... —he began to say as I laughed out loud. —You wanted me to tell you.

—You're right, I see you have a sense of humor, I like people with a sense of humor.

—Thank you.

—Favorite food? —I asked him quickly.

—Are you going to invite me to dinner?

—Maybe, if it's not too hard to prepare. Do you like home-cooked food?

—I'm happy with a hamburger, or a pizza even though a lot of people don't believe me.

—Yeah, I can manage to make a burger. —I said as he laughed on the other side of the line.

His laughter was contagious and I started laughing too.

— What are you doing right now? —I asked as I walked towards the windows and pushed them away.

Unlike the other days, there was sunshine in Chicago today, although the wind was blowing through the trees with the leaves of all the shades of color typical of this time of year. The temperature was dropping slowly, more and more every day.

—Believe it or not, I'm looking for a mask for the masquerade ball. What about you?

—I'm opening the window curtains in my room. It's another thing I like, admiring the view of Chicago in the morning and afternoon. Have you found a costume yet?

That reminded me I had to find one.

—I think so, yes. Can I ask you something.

—Tell me. — I answered without hesitation.

—You can wear the dress I gave you for the masquerade ball.

His dress was beautiful, I hadn't tried it on yet. I'd have to find a mask to match it.

—Yeah, no problem with that, by the way, I loved the dress, thanks. — I said without hesitation.

It was the truth, I had liked as soon as I had seen it, before I met him, when he was still a stranger to me.

—I think our conversation is going to have to be postponed because I have to drive. — he said, and for a moment I was feeling nostalgic. I didn't want him to hang up no matter how ridiculous it looked. I liked talking to him.

—All right. —I accepted reluctantly.

—I'll text you when I get to the hotel. —he said as a farewell. —I'll talk to you later. —was the last thing he said to me before he hung up.

It felt strange. I didn't want to stop talking to him. I haven't felt this in a long time. I went to the closet and took out the dress Christian had given me to try on. It was like it was maded for me. It looked perfect on me. All I needed now was a mask to go with it.

I checked the missed call and it was an unknown number. How strange. I decided not to make a big deal out of it. I changed my clothes and took the car keys.

—Are you going out? —Kate told me when I was at the door.

—Yeah, I need a mask to match my dress. — I told her as I smiled and walked out the door.

In the mask shop there were hundreds and thousands of models, but none that I liked enough or matched the dress. I was coming out of the store when something caught my attention. It was a red and golden mask, it looked like fire and had some feathers in the shape of a tuft.

—Can you show me that mask, the red one with feathers. —I told the girl who was on the other side of the counter with a bored face. She handed it to me and my fingers went through every detail of it.

—It's a phoenix mask. —she said to me as I continued examine it. —Are you going to take it? —she asked me as I looked up from the mask.

—Yes, please. —I told her as I give her to wrap it.

My phone kept ringing again, the unknown number again, it was ringing so much so I decided to answer it.

—Who is it? —I said as I was pulling away from the counter.

—Why don't you answer you're phone? —I knew that voice perfectly well, it was my personal torment.

My boss.

—Cause I don't take unknown calls. Who gave you my number?

—By now you should know that I have a lot of influence and can accomplish many things, like getting your phone number.

—I guess if I change the number you'll get it too.

—That's for sure.

—I must leave you, Mr. Chasting. —I said on my way back to the counter where the girl was waiting for me with my shopping in a bag.

—But we're just starting to talk. —the girl behind the counter was staring at me, waiting for me to pay her.

— That'll be $12. —she said as I was laying out a money for her.

—Are you shopping? —I didn't need him to know about my plans for next week.

I had a feeling that if he found out he would be able to go and continue to insist on his plan as a conqueror. I took my shopping and change and headed out of the store with my phone still in my ear. I didn't understand why I hadn't hung up on him.

—No. Excuse me but I must leave you, see you when I get back from my vacation, Mr. Chasting.

—What happened with Ryan and the whole first-name part of me.

—I'm sorry, but I can't do it. Bye. —and I hung up on him.

That's all I needed. I thought Christian was the stalker, and now it turns out the stalker was my boss. I started shaking my head. I kept his number in my contacts, never knew if I'd ever need it.

My new goal was to forget him. I opened the bag and looked once more at the mask. It matched the dress perfectly. It had details in gold just like this one.

I'd be dressed as a phoenix.