Hi everyone, I know this update is really soon after the first but I have been inspired. Also in the last chapter I said "own" and not "owe" I'm sorry about that, I think my computer auto corrected me and I didn't see it on my final look through. Okay I hope you like this chapter, let me know what you think!
Sorry in advance for any missed grammar/spelling mistakes :)
The first time I posted it got messed up here is the real chapter 2
Chapter 2
Christian POV
She is waiting for me, just how I like her to be; hands behind her back, kneeling in front of the door, in nothing but a pair of skimpy lace underwear. A slow grin starts on my face as I scratch the small amount of stubble along my jaw. I don't make a sound as I walk farther into the room, I can tell she knows I am here however. It's the way they all tense up right as I walk into the room, it's as if the air shifts and they can tell something is here, something powerful. Stripping out of the rest of my clothes, I leave only my dress pants on and make my way farther into the room. The anticipation is as much apart of the game then anything else, I pull out a few toys that I am planning on using for tonight in a small drawer on the opposite side of the room.
"Come over to me, but kept you eyes down understand?" I say in a deep guttural voice. She slowly picks herself up off the ground and walks carefully over to me, then kneels in her place right in front of me again.
"Good girl, you shall be rewarded tonight," I praise.
Then I hear something that I thought I would never hear, especially from Lelia who has been a very good submissive so far. A tiny whimper escapes her body, and it's not one of pleasure or pain, because I am very versed in those kinds of whimpers. What the fuck was that then?
"Ms. Williams, did you just make a sound?" I ask a little too sharply. She flinches a little, knowing that I am definitely not happy.
"Ss..sorry Sir," she sniffles. Sniffling? What in Gods name has gotten into this girl, first whimpering and now sniffles. I am not in the mood to deal with this shit today, I have my own issues to deal with let alone a sniffling girl in my apartment.
"I'm ending this sense, go ahead a get dressed and meet me in the kitchen," I say storming out of the playroom. I fume all the way downstairs and into the kitchen, she better have a damn good excuse to why she nearly violated every rule of being a submissive. I might as well just get rid of her if it's going to be like this, besides her contract is almost up.
She comes striding into the kitchen wear nothing but a short cheetah print dress; it only makes me more angry because I know that I wont be getting off at all tonight. She sits down at one of the bar stools, while I stand half pacing the kitchen, she hugs herself.
"What was that about in there? You know how a submissive should act and let me tell you, that wasn't anything like how it should be," I grit out. She doesn't speak for what seems like a couple of minutes, I'm growing more and more irritated my the second. Lelia starts to fidget in her seat like a small child when being scolded by a parent.
"I am waiting Ms. Williams, and trust me I hate waiting," I say pinching the bridge of my nose.
"I'm in love with you Sir, I've fallen involve with you Christian," she says in a small voice, probably hoping I wouldn't hear it.
"You don't have any right to call me Christian," I snap, "Taylor!" I scream loud enough so that he can hear me from his apartment. It only takes him a couple of seconds to appear, if we weren't in the predicament I would be tempted to smile. Taylor is dressed in what appears to be a suit that doubles as pajamas; he also looks like he just rolled out of bed.
"Please escort Ms. Williams from the premise, and be sure to change the codes," I tell him then turn to Lelia, " Our contract is done, you violated the most important rule to me. Taylor will take you home, don't contact me."
I look over at Taylor, he nods his head getting the memo that I no longer what anything to do with Ms. Williams from this moment on. I watch as she brakes down in tears and fallows Taylor to the elevators. I don't feel remotely bad at all, she knew what she was getting into when she signed that contract. Best to end things now so that the mis guided feeling don't grow, I am incapable of being loved.
I decide to reheat the food that Ms. Jones made for me this evening and I am almost finished when Taylor comes back into the main living room, still sporting his pajamas.
"Nice suit you got there Taylor," I chuckle finishing the last of my meal and placing the dishes in the sink.
He grins, "My daughter gave it to me as a present," then he disappears into the staff quarters of the apartment.
The rest of the night is long, I take a shower where I have to get myself off because I no longer have a submissive for that. I know that I won't be able to get to sleep for much later so I head into my office and do some work. When I finally finish checking on all the details for my Taiwan deal, I realize that it is nearly 1:30 in the morning. I reluctantly make my way to my room and plop onto the bed.
"MOMMY, Mommy, mommy please help me! Please!," I scream, the smell of my burning flesh filling my nose. I can see Mommy, she is laying on the couch and something is poking out of her arm. Why doesn't she come help me, why can she save me?
"Mommy!" I cry out as the bad man lights another one of his burning things.
"Shut up you little brat, your Mom is so high right now she can't even remember her own name let alone a stupid snot nosed kid like you," he shoves me so hard that I hit my head on the floor, everything around me gets blurry for a minute.
"In fact I think we will have some fun," he gets up from his seat and staggers over to where Mommy is laying on the couch. He lifts her up and drags her into the back of the house where Mommy's room is.
I jerk awake and feel myself drench in sweat, I quickly get up and strip out of my clothes feeling ashamed for the millionth time of my past. I decide on a run to clear my head of all the nonsense that is floating around in it. Taylor is already waiting for me in the living room when I finally finish getting ready.
Taylor will usually run side by side with me, but I take off and leave him in the dust. Today is about working things out so the fast the better. We decided to run in a small park where there are few people this early in the morning. I pull up my hood so that it covers most of my face and plug in my headphones.
It truly is a beautiful place to run at, I should come here more often just to be in nature. Maybe this whole vacation thing would be such a bad idea after all; I know wholeheartedly that Ros can watch the company while I am away. And it would give me an excuse not to be at Christmas dinner. It's always the same thing with my family, "You work to hard Christian", "When are you going to settle down Christian", "Are you Gay Christian." That one truly irritates me because I know they would never say it, but they all secretly think it, I'm sure. If they only knew what deplorable things I do to women on my own time, they would never speak to me again.
Out of nowhere this little itty bitty woman bumps shoulder with me and I nearly spend her right to the ground. I grunt out, "Watch it," and keep jogging . I know that was rude, but I don't have time to deal with the whole, 'Omg your Christian Grey', this early in the morning.
I finish my run when I am all good and tried out, I wait for Taylor to catch up and see that he is drench in sweat and breathing like he just ran a marathon.
"Sir, may I speak freely?" he wheezes out.
"Go ahead Taylor," I wave him on.
"Next time you need to work something out, let me know. I don't think this old body has another 15 miles in it any time soon," he says finally catching his breath. Jeez I didn't even realize I ran that much until just now.
It doesn't take that long to get back to Escala and I jump into a quick shower. Once I'm done I check some of my emails and realize that I need to do some work at the office for a little while. Taylor drops me off and I hitch a ride to the top floor where my office in the sky is, I see down the hallway that Ros is also hear this morning. She is here just as much as I am, not something her wife particularly enjoyed especially on a Saturday morning.
It is nearly noon when I hear something coming from the hallway, it is a sound that I could never possible forget as long as I lived. I wait and watch as the door is push open by long red fingernails that could only belong to one person. Elena.
"Christian, my dear sweet boy. You and I need to have a little chat about what happened last night," I inwardly groan.
"What happen last night between me and my sub is none of your business Elena," I say.
"It is when I am the one who helped you get her," she says in a tone of no nonsense. She is one of the only people I let talk to me this way, anyone else would be out on their asses for disrespecting me, in my own office at that.
"Lelia called me last night in tears, said you fired her," she says looking at her nails like they are more important then the conversation we are having.
"Well did she happen to mention that she said she was also in love with me," I grit out. She scoffs at my words, "Oh Christian, I am sure thats not true after all we are two unlovable people right. Her feelings are probably just misguided foolish hope,"
"Yes, well she is no longer welcome at Escala that is for damn sure," I say.
"No matter, I will start looking for another submissive for you." she tells me. I nearly tell her not to bother, but then that would come with a round of questions and I don't intend to me interrogated by Elena Lincoln today.
We make small talk until some sort of other business pulls her away from my office. Thank god, some days I just don't want to deal with her and her manipulative ways. My therapist ,John, has been tell me for years what she has done was wrong; I still don't think so, but I know for damn sure if there is any truth still left in this world that Elena is one a evil and manipulative person. I try to only talk to her when I need a new submissive or when there is something wrong with the Salons that I'm a silent partner at.
It is still really in the afternoon when I finish up my work so I decide that it would be a great day to take my boat out for a little while. It is one of those rare occasions where it is not raining in Seattle. Mac my boat guy is happy to see me and we quickly get the boat ready for the water, Taylor has Ms. Jones pack some food and clothes for my little trip, which I am grateful for.
When I finally hit the open water I feel a sense of clam hit me and it's nearly overwhelming. I drop the anchor and pull up a chair, just letting the cool ocean breeze hit me; I let the rocking of the ocean soothe my frayed nerves from the last couple of hours. Maybe that vacation won't be that bad I think to myself.
Okay Chapter two is done! I am going to try to update as often as I can, I am on summer vacation so I have lots of time. Any who I hope you liked this chapter, Please comment I love to read everything you guys have to say.
Until Next Time
-AJ