DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN FIFTY SHADES OF GREY CHARACTERS.

Chapter 4

Ana's POV

Several days have passed since I met a very handsome man who offered me that stupid relationship. And unfortunately, I haven't made my mind up yet. I have read Christian's contract for more than hundred times and still nothing. I honestly don't know what to do. One part of me wants to sign it and try all the new world but other part wants to run away and hide.

I sit down on the couch and take my favorite book from the coffee table – it's such a good time to read because Kate is out with Elliot, Christian's brother, I get a chance to meet him and I can tell that he's a really good guy, I guess. At least Kate likes him very much.

I open the book and start reading but my reading is disturbed by my ringing phone. Groaning I push my book away and take the phone. The number is unknown but I still pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Miss Steele," A sweet but oh so strong voice is heard from the phone. It's Christian.

"Hello, Mr. Grey," I answer and unwillingly a smile forms on my face. Steele, what is happening to you?

"I haven't heard from you for a few days, so I decided to call."

"How sweet" The sarcasm in my voice is too clear.

"So, how are you doing? Have you read the contract?" He ignores the tone of my voice and starts asking.

"I'm good, thanks. And yes, I have read the contract more than hundred time, believe me, I probably know it by heart." I say and hear him laugh. What a beautiful sound.

"Good. And have you decided?"

"Well, I would have called you I had an answer," I roll my eyes. "I have a lot of questions, which you probably could answer but I'm not sure if I want you to answer them because I think I'm going to pass this time and say no," I state because it's true. I found a lot of minuses in all this and if I want to stay safe, I need to run away from him as fast as I can.

"I think we should meet so I could answer all your questions." He says, his voice too serious, it makes a shiver run down my back.

"I agree. Where should we meet, Mr. Grey?" I say without thinking and bite my lower lip. Actually I'm really intrigued.

"I think we should meet at my place at 7PM tonight, what do you think?" Wow, he's interested in my opinion. Unexpected.

"I agree, Mr. Grey," I nod my head even though he can't see. "So, see you then." And I hang up.

Sighing, I lean against the couch. What have I done? I haven't made my mind up yet, why the hell did I agree to meet him? What the hell is wrong with me?

I look at my watch, I still have three hours. I decide that it's better not to waste the time blaming myself, so I rush into the bathroom and take a long warm shower there. When after an hour I step out of the shower, I hear some strange noises. Mentally I pray that it's not what I think.

"Ah" I hear another sound, which of course has to be a moan, and this time I'm sure that it's Kate. I want to cover my ears so I don't have to hear it but I have to get out of there sometime. Quickly I put on my black dress and black high heels singing various songs just to keep my mind busy so I can't think about what's happening outside the door. I put on a little bit mascara and lipstick. I smile, looking into the mirror.

Then I walk to the door and put a hand on the door handle. I really don't want to see my friend having sex but I can't stay here anymore. I have a meeting with a very handsome man.

Taking a deep breath, I whisper a prayer that they are not doing it and open the door. I walk out of the bathroom with closed eyes and from the sounds I understand that I did the right thing by closing them.

"Oh my God, Ana," Kate squeals and I finally open my left eye to look around. Kate and Elliot are safely lying under the blanket, so I open my other eye and quickly walk to the coffee table to grab my phone and purse.

Even though I am not a virgin and I shouldn't be so embarrassed by that, it is really awkward.

"I'm going out." I mutter, trying not to look at them. "Have a nice evening," I add before walking out of the flat.

Closing the door behind myself, I sigh. I hope I will not need to suffer it again because it was probably the most awkward situation in my life.

Shaking my head and run down the stairs and sit into my car. Here we go, Mr. Grey. I'm coming.

-/-

After half an hour my car finally stops in front of the highest building I have ever been in: Escala. I leave my car across the street and walk into it. Before I can realize where the elevator is, a man walks to me and smiles like he knows me.

"Good evening, Miss Steele," The man says and my eyes widen. How does he know my name? "I'm Taylor, Mr. Grey's bodyguard," He introduced himself, making me sigh: of course, Christian's bodyguard.

"Hello, Taylor," I say politely.

"Please, follow me, Miss Steele, Mr. Grey is waiting for you," He says and starts walking. Without hesitation I follow him.

We step into the elevator and he dials the code before the door closes. I take a deep breath: I'm going to see Christian Grey again.

It doesn't take long until the elevator stops and the door opens. Taylor nods to me and I step out of it, entering the apartment. But before I can look around, I'm pulled into Christian's embrace and he kissing me unexpectedly. Wow

"Hello, Miss Steele," He says, pulling away from my lips, leaving me breathless. Well, that was a nice way to say hello. I like it.

"Hi," I manage to mutter, gasping for air. Wow, that was really unexpected. "As I can see, you're very happy to see me," I tease him and he gives me a smirk.

"You already know me so well," He says and takes my hand. "I have been waiting for you, Anastasia. Let's go to the kitchen, the food is getting cold,"

"I thought we will discuss the contract and other things," I say, looking at him confused. I mean it's polite that he's offering me dinner but I don't think our relationship should be like that. I really don't want or need a normal relationship with dinner and hearts and flowers.

"Of course, after dinner," He assures me and before I can opposite he drags me to the kitchen.

When we sit down to the table, I look at him. I can't help but wonder, if he was always like that. I thought that the man like him, the dominants, should be ordering around, cold and … kind of mad but he's completely opposite. I'm confused, really.

"You should eat," He says when he has almost finished his food and I'm still haven't touched mine.

"I'm not hungry." I shrug and take a sip of the orange juice.

"Okay, Miss Steele, if you are not going to give up…" He looks at me.

"Come on, Christian, my name is Ana," I said loudly, frustrated, making his eyes widen in surprise.

"No one in my whole life has ever raised their voice at me," He says, his voice still full of surprise.

"Well, I'm not like others in your life,"

"Of course, you are different." He says and takes my hand. "Everything about you is different,"

"Okay, you're scaring me," I say as I pull my hand away. I can't hide my confusion: when I met him, he was arrogant and strange, when I talked to him in the morning, he was still arrogant and cocky, but now… What has happened to him? He's completely different person. Is that real Christian Grey's face?

"Let's go to my workroom where we could talk about everything," He stands up and stretches his hand out for me but I don't take it. I stand up and mutter for him to lead the way and once again his eyes lighten up with surprise.

He says nothing before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. I follow him, my eyes never leaving his perfect muscled back. Why is he interested in someone like me?

Suddenly he stops and opens the door of the room. He smiles to me and I walk in first. In my head I repeat the way I came here, in case he would try to kidnap me and I have to find the way out of this apartment. Yes, my imagination is awesome.

"Wine?" He asks but I shake my head no.

Sitting down on the leather chair, I look around the room. Well, the room looks like an office just a little bit smaller and cozier. Christian walks around the desk and sits down in front of me.

Our eyes meet but I look away: his gaze is too intense, I can't take it.

"So, Miss Steele," He says with a smirk.

"Before coming here, I honestly didn't have an answer but right now, I finally decided." I say making him grin. I sigh looking at him and continue, "My answer is no." As soon as my words leave my mouth, his grin disappears and he stares at me with wide eyes.

"No?"

"No," I repeat.

"Why?" He asks his voice full of disbelief.

"Because right now I realized that I don't know you at all." I shrug and look down. His changes are scarying me and I'm afraid that my stupid heart my fall in love with him, so I have to stay away from him. I have to; it doesn't matter if I don't want to. "Actually, I don't even want to know you," I add and stand up.

"I won't let you go," Christian stands up with me and walks around the desk. He steps closer to me and takes my hand. "Let me change your mind,"

"You can't,"

"Oh, really?" He says, arrogance is back in his voice. The Christian who I meet in the club is back. What the hell is wrong with his mood? Is he bipolar or something?

He puts his hand on my cheek and pulls me closer so our lips are just inches away. His eyes find mine and he kisses me. I can't help but close my eyes and drown into the passion and pleasure of his kisses. Damn, how can I say no?

After a few minutes, when I start to enjoy his powerful kisses, he pulls away leaving me breathless. My head is spinning around but I try not to fall down because oh my God, it's the best kiss I have ever had and believe me I have a big experience in kissing.

Christian smirks again and suddenly anger fills me. So now he's proud of himself and he thinks that he can change my mind just by one kiss?

Before I know it, my palm meets Christian cheek and I realize what I have done. I slapped him! What the hell is wrong with me?

"I'm sorr-" I start to apologize but it's already too late because Christian grabs me and kisses my again. This time he kisses me fast and roughly, I hardly can keep up with his pace. I manage to wrap my arms around his neck and press myself to his chest.

Christian's hands travel down to my butt and squeeze it while he slowly starts to walk us to the couch. He pulls away and pushes me down on the couch before hovering above me. He starts kissing me again but this time he doesn't stop at my lips, he starts kissing my cheeks, my jaw and down to my neck. I can't help but let out a quiet moan.

No matter how hard I try to find strength and say no, I can't. It's just too good. It's what I wanted… What I needed.

"Stop," I finally say breathlessly when he starts sucking on my neck. He was definitely going to leave the mark. That bastard. He doesn't stop but I can feel him smiling against my neck so I know he has heard me. "I changed my mind," I whisper and can't help but moan again. If he doesn't stop now, we are definitely going to go all the way.

"Good," Christian pulls away and runs his hands through his hair, fixing them. He helps me to sit up and kisses me again before standing up and walking back to his desk. "So, should we discuss the contract?" He pours a glass of wine to himself and turns to me.

"Bastard," I mutter as I fix my hair and stand up from the couch, walking closer to him. "You don't play fair, Grey," I say as we are standing face to face. He smirks at me and I roll my eyes. I take a glass from his hands and drink the wine, making him gasp in surprise. Oh, Mr. Grey, you don't know me, I smile to myself and walk back to the chair.

"I always get what I want," He smirks, pouring another glass of wine, and then walks back to his chair.

"We will see," I say and look into his eyes. My strong self is back. Bring it on, Grey. Bring the game on.

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