Now that the boring interview is over I can start having fun with my story. I used some of the questions from the book, changed his reactions and such and his thinking to put the vampire "thinking" into it. Cant wait to post my next Christian point of view.

Christian's POV

I stare out into the Seattle skyline it was grey like my current mood. *freaken Elena always coming here when I told her time and time again I wanted left alone. Hell I shouldn't have treated her like that Id have to call her later right now I had more important things to take care of.* I slowly turn to see the woman who was causing so much commotion out in my lobby. Her smile was forced, she was nervous *Good she should be* I thought with a nod of my head and walked to sit behind my desk. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she was constantly rubbing her palms on her skirt. The scent rolling off her skin was almost mouth watering, making my skin tingle * what it would be like to touch her.* I grin.

"Anastasia Steele is it, I was expecting a Katherine Kavanagh." I said leaning forward resting my chin on my palm as I inspected her. She was beautiful all long chestnut brown locks, pale white perfect skin, and icy blue eyes.

"Umm yes Miss. Kavanagh is sick so I came as a replacement." She flexed her hand with the bandage and it made me winch* for god's sake keep on the damn bandage.* I hissed in my head. "How's the hand?" I asked and nodded down at it.

"umm it's fine, just a scratch really nothing to be worried about." She smiled shyly and blushed.

"I really must suggest you see your family doctor just to be sure it doesn't need stiches." *and so I can check up on you.* I thought *no Grey don't go there stick to the plan. Don't mess up now not after all you have worked for.* I shake my head trying to rid myself of the thoughts.

"I'll think about it okay, can we just get started I'm sure you have much more important things to do then sit here with me."

*damn she was feisty, but I liked a good fight in a woman.* " As you wish." I replied with a wave of my hand.

She starts fishing things out of her purse papers, a recorder and a pen. "do you mind if I tape it?" she asks waving it in the air.

"what ever works best for you." I smirk and watch her cheeks blush again. *this could be fun.* "So Miss Kavanagh couldn't come, are you her assistant?"

"Well no I'm her roommate I study English literature, I'm here as a personal favor."

*A book lover hmm she looked it poorly dressed, not caring about her personal appearance, nails clipped down to the skin, hair a mess, barley an once of make-up on her face. What she would look like in some designer clothes and on my arm.* I hide my smile beneath my index finger *It's obvious that she's never done this before and I feel half sorry for her.*

She growls once more as she fumbles with the recorder and bites her bottom lip. *oh fuck that mouth of hers. I could fix all her motor skills and her people skills all she needs is one night with me and the skittish always become braver.*

"Sorry I'm not used to this kinda thing." She mumbled and shook her head.

*Oh baby I can tell, but I really cant keep my eyes off you.* "Take all the time you need Miss. Steele." I need another moment to calm my thoughts anyway.

She places the recorder on my desk and presses the button. "What do you owe to your success?"

*Oh come on Miss. Steele you can surly do better then that.* I thought dryly at her and rubbed my lip. Her eyes peaked up at mine they almost had a challenging look to them. *two can play at that game.* I grin and flash my teeth at her. "To succeed in business you need good people."

"Do you have good people?" she asks shyly.

"As much as I'd love to share that information it's against the law, but what I can say is that I'm very good at judging a person, and making sure they fit in."

"Maybe your just lucky." She says dropping her eyes to her lap.

*How dare she!* I seethed in my head, my palm twitching to take her across my knee and give her a good spanking. "Being lucky has nothing to do with it Miss Steele." I glare at her hoping to make her squirm. It does the trick and she's scooting up in her seat.

"You sound like a control freak." She squares her small shoulders and her eyes meet mine.

I felt my teeth slide into points and I clamped my hand over my mouth. *oh fucking god, what was this woman doing to me.* I squint my eyes "oh Miss Steele I like to exercise control in all things in life." *Like right now I wish I could be controlling you.*

The blush that rushed to her cheeks was intoxicating and she's biting her lip again. "There's well over 40,000 people at my disposal it gives me the right to control things if you will, if I decide to not do telecommunication's anymore a lot of people would be out of jobs."

I watch the shock spread across her face as she bites harder on her lip. *Yes take that Miss Steele.* I though with a smile.

"What are your interests outside of work?" she says trying to change topics her worried looks tells me she knows I'm pissed and it pleases me well for some odd reason.

*Why that question WHY! If she knew what I was she'd be running for the hills by now.* "I have very different interest outside of work sailing, cars, flying and sailing." I say considering her question images flash through my mind as a glance at her pale neck. *Stop being an asshole Grey she doesn't even know about you, she might not even like you that way.*

"why do you invest in manufacturing?"

"I like to build things, I like to see something built and I also like tearing things down to see how they work."

"It sounds like your heart is talking rather then the business side."

*Me..Heart oh no Miss Steele it's been dead a long time ago, but its never been more alive since being here with you.*

"No I don't think so, I don't have one. I'm very driven I like control of myself and those around me." I reply and cock my head at her.

"So you want to own things?" she asks

*Yes for starters you…that would be nice. Spread eagle on my cross, hanging from my ceiling, oh the fun I could have with you Miss. Steele.* "Point blank yes I do, but I want to deserve it." *I could take care of you.* I shake my head *where did that fucking come from.

"Do you have a fear of blood?" she rushes the words out as if she was nervus to ask.

*oh this woman could but the death of me.* I smile "For the record Miss. Steele, yes I am which is why there are precautions set in place to keep me from getting sick." I lie smoothly and hope she doesn't see threw it.

Andrea pops her head into my office. "sir your next meeting is ready for you." She glances at the girl and nods her head.

*Yes Andrea she's still breathing.*

Ana quickly stands up and shoves the notes and recorder into her purse. "I must really be going, it's an awfully long drive back." She smiles and reaches her good hand across the desk.

I take it and feel shivers go down my spine. *No it cant be ending so soon, stop her Grey.* "Your Driving back to Vancouver?" I glance at the window behind her at the now pouring rain. There's no way I'd let her drive in this kind of weather, but shes not mine I cant force her not too. The very though makes my mood sour. "until we meet again Miss. Steele." *Yes…I want to see this girl again, never in my life have I wanted something so bad. To have her under my hands, to taste her sweetness. No Grey it's not happening.*

Andrea and Taylor watch as I walk her to the elevators with shocked expressions on their faces. *Yes guys I'm walking her out.* I smile at myself.

"Good-Bye Christian." She murmurs and let her eyes drop to the floor.

"Anastasia." I nod as the doors close and I'm instantly feeling regret. I already miss her and I shouldn't it's wrong of me.

I have to know more about her. I storm back to my office and punch in Welches number.

"Yes sir." He answers on the first ring.

"I need a background check done on a Miss Anastasia Steele."