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Everything around me stops. He's offering me a BDSM relationship. How is it even possible?
The memories of that damned night when I accidently walked into a BDSM club fill my mind and I can't help but imagine myself in these girls place. Damn, my imagination is running wild.
I snap out of my thoughts and look at a very handsome man sitting right in front of me who is offering me a crazy sick relationship… And I have to admit that I'm intrigued. It's not something what I have ever wanted but why don't give it a try?
Quickly, I start thinking through all the reasons why I shouldn't agree to this but I can hardly find them. Damn.
"Anastasia?" Christian's strong voice makes me blink for a few times and come back to reality.
I look up at him and start thinking about the good side of this proposition. I'm young - I should try everything in this world. I have already lost so many things in my teenager years, perhaps I shouldn't do the same with my adult years.
"Earth to Ana," Christian waves a hand in front of my face and I shake my head to myself. I need to concentrate. But how can I concentrate when he is offering me something like that?
"I don't know what to say" It's all I manage to let out. Probably I'm shocked.
One part of me wants to say 'no' and run away from him as fast as my short legs can, but the other part of me wants to stay with him. Oh… What do I do?
"You don't have to answer right away," He says and I sigh. Oh, so he is giving me time. Okay. "I know it's kind of shocking but I want to you to think about it." He adds.
"You are offering me something like that, and I know you for what?.. A few hours. I don't know anything about you. I just know that you're a fucking billionaire and nothing more. And you know nothing about me. You want me to be your slave but you don't even know how old I am. I mean, what if I am a whore or a prostitute?" I ask, shaking my head.
"Well, first of all, I'm not asking you to be my slave. Second, you don't have to make a decision right away." He states calmly. "Third, yes, I don't know you, but I am sure that you are not a whore. You're a good girl. I can see it in your eyes," His voice is so confident. Don't be so sure, Grey, you don't know the old me. "When you're in a lifestyle like this, you don't get to know the person at first, you know. You just know a few facts about the person and it's enough because it doesn't have a mean. What's the point of knowing all the details, when we're not going to be in a relationship?" He shrugs. Well, maybe he's right but still.
"It's just…" I don't find the right words to express my thoughts.
"Wait here," He says and stands up from the chair. Then he quickly walks out of the room, leaving me alone. I can't help but feel confused. He asks me about BDSM and then he leaves me? Seriously?
But, fortunately, he comes back with some papers in his hands. He sits back down and pushes the papers to me. I hesitantly take it and start reading.
"It's a contract," He says.
'Oh," I sigh and continue reading. Wow, there are rules and so many other things which I should read carefully. I close the contract and look up at Christian again. His intense grey eyes are piercing into mine and I can't help but squirm. Shaking my head, I say "So everything is written down,"
"Of course," He nods his head. "That's why you have to think about everything. Read the contract and when you decide, call me. If you have any questions, also call me." He says and I'm a little bit surprised that he's so willing to explain everything.
When I was in the club, I got an impression that the Dominants or whatever they are called are very cold people. But the dominant sitting right in front of me is nothing like them. He looks different.
"Can I ask you a question?" I ask.
"Of course," He nods almost immediately.
"If I'm agreeing to this, would we have a normal relationship?" I ask and my throat closes. That's it. His answer will conclude everything.
For a moment he's staring at me but when looks down. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head, "No, Anastasia."
Oh my God, I can hardly control myself from jumping from the chair. Finally, after 2 years I found someone who doesn't want a normal relationship.
"Good," I nod my head and can't help the smile. He looks at me strangely but doesn't say anything. He's probably stunned by my reaction. Well, if he had known me, he wouldn't be surprised.
For a few moments we sit in silence. We're looking into each other's eyes and once again I can say that he is undressing me with his eyes. Pervert.
"I should go," Suddenly I say and stand up. He immediately stands up with me.
"It means that you are saying 'no'?" He asks but I can hear hope in his voice.
"No, I haven't answered. I need time to think about everything," I state and walk out of the kitchen.
"Anastasia, you haven't eaten," He says walking behind me and I roll my eyes. God, he is just like my dad.
I take my purse from the piano and walk to the elevator. When I stop and turn around, Christian is standing behind me.
"My driver will take you home," He says but I shake my head.
"I don't want you to know where I live so you can kidnap me," I say teasingly and he laughs at my joke.
"Okay, Miss Steele. Call me when you decide," He hands me his business card with his number and e-mail address. "Oh, and don't wait for long, I can find someone else," He adds and I laugh. If he thinks it will scare me, he's wrong, very wrong.
"Bye, Christian," I say and look to his lips. I don't know what comes over me but I lean over and kiss him. Before I can even start kissing him, he pulls me closer and kisses me with so much passion. I hardly can keep my thoughts in place because I swear his kisses make me insane.
One of his hands is holding me close by my head and other hand slowly travels down to my back and then he squeezes my butt. I can't help but let out a moan, it is too good to be real.
That moment I realize that I have to stop and pull away because if I don't stop him, we will end up in his bedroom again. So unwillingly I pull away. Our breathing is rapid and before Christian can say something, I walk into the elevator and the door closes.
-/-
All the way to my house I think about what Christian have offered me. I just can't drop his proposition out of my head.
"Miss, we're here," The taxi driver says and I finally come back to reality. Shaking my head I pay for my drive and get out of the car.
Quickly I climb up the stairs to my apartment. Unlocking the door, I mentally pray that Kate and Christian's brother aren't in the living room doing their business.
"Ana?" As soon as I open the door my very best friend Kate squeals. "Ana, where have you been?" She shouts on me as I put my purse on the chest of drawers and walk to the kitchen. Damn, I'm so hungry.
"Oh, don't act stupid. You know where I was," I roll my eyes at her and take an apple from the table. Sitting down on the chair I watch as Kate walks into the kitchen with her hands crossed over her chest. "Kate, please," I say while she sits down to the table and takes an apple too.
"You're doing it again," She states and gives me a worried look. I can't help but sigh sadly: I have done mistakes in the past, I did, and I don't try to hide it, but why people don't believe that I will start doing it again?
"First of all, you were the one who dragged me there," I snap and her eyes widen. "No, Katherine, it was just a one time. I promise you." I try to sound like it hasn't offended me. Why do nobody believes that people can change?
"I hope so, I don't want to go back there," Kate says, shaking her head. Believe Kate, me too.
I take a bite of my apple and start thinking about Christian's proposition again. There are so many pluses but at the same time I finally found minuses which I need to think through.
First of all, I don't know him. I met him a few hours ago.
Second, he isn't offering me simple sex. It's a very kinky thing and I may get hurt physically.
Third, I don't even know if I like that kind of sex.
"What are you thinking about?" Kate asks and I look up at her.
"Nothing," I answer simply. I really don't want to talk with her about it.
"Ana," She warns and I groan. Here we go…
"As you know, yesterday I met someone." I say and she nods for me to continue. "Well, first of all, he's a Christian Grey,"
I swear Kate's reaction is the best thing I have ever seen. Her eyes widen and her mouth drops to the floor as she releases the apple from her hands. Well, I can't blame her. Never in a million years could I think that someone as handsome as him could look at someone like me.
"So, your night wasn't as good as mine?" I ask and laugh. If Christian's brother would have stayed, Kate would definitely know who they are.
"Oh my God, why haven't I recognized him yesterday?" She asks still in shock and I laugh again. "And no, my night wasn't as good as yours. We danced but then someone called to him and he had to leave," She shrugged sadly. Poor Kate.
"Oh, well maybe you will see him other time,"
"Yes, I'm seeing him in ten minutes," She says with a smile on her face. Relief overwhelms me because I think she have already forgotten about what we were talking but I am so wrong because her smile drops from her face and she looks at me with a serious expression on her face. "Don't change the subject, Ana,"
"Okay," I roll my eyes at her. When I open my mouth to continue, the doorbell – the doorbell which saves me from lying to my best friend - rings and Kate's eyes brightens. She quickly fixes her hair and rushes to open the door.
I giggle at my friend, who obviously likes the new guy.
"Ana, I'm going," Kate shouts from the corridor.
"Have fun," I shout back and hear her giggle. Then the doors are shut and the silence fill the flat again.
Sighing I put an apple on the table. Finally I am alone.
I walk to the corridor and take my purse. Then I walk to the living room, sit down on the couch and turn on the TV. Taking the contract out of my purse – I don't even know how I managed to accommodate those papers in my purse - I make myself comfortable on the couch. I take a deep breath and start reading.
(A/N: the contract is like in the book, so I'm not re-writing it, sorry)
When I finally finish reading it, I let out a groan. He definitely gave me something to think about.
What do I do? Do I agree or run away?
Soo, do you still like it? What should Ana do: agree or no?
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