Christians pov
I stand waiting for my nespresso machine to make my morning expresso. Ive only slept about a hour. One of my deals with the Russian government had gone horribly wrong and Ros and I spent most of the night trying to fix it. The only good thing of last night was that I needed to stop by the club to pick up a couple of files. Thats when i saw her. I turned around as she fell and rushed over. She was so beautiful but i knew that i couldn't do anything about it. Im fucked up but this is the first time a girl has gotten my attention so fast. I tried so hard to let her go, to let her walk away to her friend but i couldn't just let her escape from my life. I smile remembering the touch of her hand when i grabbed it and the smile on her face in that moment. Fuck grey get your act together.
My morning is spent in meetings sorting out my Russian problems. It seems that i will have to do a trip in a couple of days to sort out the shit that is going on. The only reason that I'm in a good mood is every minute i get closer to seeing Ana again. I get to the club an hour before two and go check that the booth i booked for us is already set up correctly. Im at a bit of a lost getting to just be "chris" today instead of christian grey ceo... The idea of someone actually just getting to know me as a person is scary but i don't know why but something in her eyes made me want her to know me. Ive changed four times today and finally settled on chinos with a striped blue and white collard shirt with the collar unbuttoned.
When Ana walks in I nearly drop my jaw. She looks stunning. A summer dress fitting her body perfectly. She smiles as I get up to greet her. We have a very awkward first conversation as I'm not really sure how to do this so after a couple of moment. "Ana" she looks up from her hands. We both start to laugh. "Okey let's start with the easier questions. What do you do for a living?" I ask hoping to calm her down. "Recently graduated, studied English Lit. And now hoping to get accepted into a intern program, I have two interviews coming up this week. And you Chris?" Oh gosh English lit so she's a romantic. "I work in business. Mergers and acquisitions." She nods.
After starters we have gotten into a comfortable conversation about family and live goals. I tell her about my love for my little sister even if she drives me up the walls when we are in the same place. She tells me of her step dad and the dog she had growing up. Wow I don't think I have ever been this open with anyone before. I laugh as she explains that she once fell up a flight of stairs. This is just perfect. But in the back of my brain I feel the nagging feeling. This could never be enough. At some point she will learn the truth. Even as I sit here looking at her now I am wondering how wonderful her pale alabaster skin will look at it becomes pink under a riding crops touch. Lunch is over much quicker then I had hoped and we exchange numbers to continue whatever this is.
By nightfall I am on my jet to Russia. Putin is playing hardball and with a man like him being there in person to look him in the eye goes a long way. My phone beeps and I quickly press the button. "Thank you so much for lunch. Hope to see you again soon ;)" wow she made the first move and she added a wink? I'm not sure about emojis having never used them and I spend the remainder of my flight trying to come up with a good response to her. Just before I pass out I finally send "the pleasure was all mine. Unfortunately called away on business. Dinner when I return? ;)" see I can wink back.
The next couple of days are torture. Me using the little Russian I have to try and convince Putin that he will make money from the deal and still look like the hero. God this mans ego is killing me. The only light in my day is that Ana and I have started texting each other like crazy. It started with just good morning and good night but now I'm constantly checking my phone for a msg from her. I've come to the conclusion that once I'm back I'll have to tell her everything. It's not fair to her that I'm not being 100% honest. That means out with being THE Christian Grey and with my much darker secret. I'm scared of this Ana hates money, this much is evidence in the way she talks and carries herself. What would she want with a billionaire? And if that doesn't scare her off then my playroom most certainly will. Taylor ran a background check on her and she was actually 100% with me about everything. I read it and reread it trying to find something I didn't know about her but the only thing that I learned was how little she had in her bank account and that scared me.
Ana was over the moon when she texted tonight. She got an internship. I'm on my flight back and can't wait to celebrate it with her. "Dinner tomorrow to celebrate your success? ;)" her reply is instant with a "can't wait ;)'' I for once don't have a nightmare while I sleep as I dream of Ana's big blue eyes. From the airfield to the office with Taylor in tow. I have about 10 meetings today and non of them easy. Between two meetings Ros pops her head into my office.
"Can I quickly introduce you to our 6 new interns? You know how they love the meet THE Christian grey." I roll my eyes as she tells them to enter. As they stand in line I shake eaches hand as they say there name when I get to the last girl she has not turned my way yet and is admiring a painting I have on my wall. "It's a South African painter called Munro" I say and she starts to turn. Her blue eyes meet mine and go from excitement about the painting to fear and confusion. "Chris?" I stand there almost knocked over by the shock myself. "Ana"