Elliot
Oh fuck that was darn creepy. Which young women in there right mind wants to search dead bodies? Well, as they say each to his own. I am fucking excited to join her next week to take one of her bikes out for a spin, it might even finally persuade Christian and I to get our own bikes. Yes, if you can believe it we both went and got bike licenses a long time ago but have not used them ever. I can't wait to hear him bitch and moan about not getting the property he wants but I am thrilled with my new neighbor. I immediately get hold of my container contractor and he will deliver 12 containers for me on site by Monday morning. Then I get hold of Gia my architect and give her my specs for Ana's new place and ask her to have a copy printed for me by next week the latest. I think I may seriously invite Ana to the fair just to piss my baby brother off.
Christian
Oh now what the fuck does Elliot want?
"Elliot what is it?"
"Ok Christian you don't have to sound so excited about hearing from me."
"Oh just get it over with. What do you want?"
"You know what. Never mind. I just thought you would be interested to know I just came out of a meeting with the new owner of the property next to mine but since you are in such a shitty mood I will go. Laters." I am still holding the phone to my ear long after Elliot hung up on me. The fucker done that on purpose to piss me off. I try to call him back and his phone is off. Fuck now I am pissed.
"Taylor"
"Yes sir."
"I need to leave now to go to Elliot's. He just found out who the owner of the property I am trying to buy is and wont tell me."
"Ok boss let's go. Where is he?"
"Grey Construction." We leave the penthouse and as we enter the garage I get a small glimpse of the person staying on the 29th floor. All I see it a long brunette braid and the sexiest ass in leathers I have ever seen. She was on a super bike driving out of the parking garage. How the fuck did I not notice her before? I pray she is not one of my old subs. I need to find out and fast but that can wait till I return from Elliot. We drive up there and lucky for me he is still on site. The fucker planned this out to his advantage.
"Hey bro what brings you back twice in one day? Wow miss me that much?"
"Fuck off Elliot. You know why the fuck I am here you fucker. Why the fuck did you hang up on me then not answer when I tried to call you back?"
"Because I knew it will piss you off and you were in a shitty mood anyway." Oh fuck this is typical Elliot behavior.
"So tell me what the fuck you found out about the new owner?"
"Oh your fancy detectives could not do their job?"
"Fuck off and just tell me."
"Ok chill bro. I will tell you. Come inside my office so we can speak." Taylor and I follow him in and I can see Taylor is ready with his notepad to get everything he can on her."
"Ok listen up boys because this is a very interesting tale. Her name is Ana and she drives a bad ass super bike. She has officially hired Grey construction to build her house. She had no budget for the build. I am to build her a 6 bedroom mansion. The only things she wants for sure is a lot of glass walls, a dock, 6 double garages and a fully fitted mechanic workshop were she builds antique and classic cars and super bikes as a hobby. This girl is amazing. She is a forensic pathologist and had a fine-looking ass in leathers. Oh and by the way Christian she lives on the 29th floor of Escala." What the fuck? Is he fucking serious here? The same person with the hundred and one different cars? I know the shock is evident on my face t this moment.
"Elliot is it the same person that gives my security staff nightmares with the parking garage?" By his smirk I can tell I am right. Fuck
"One and only bro. And she said she did receive your little love notes you left her." Now I am the fucking joke. I can hear Taylor is trying so hard to suppress his laugh that it triggers me to laugh and shortly the three of us are all in a fit of laughter in Elliot's office. This whole scene is so absurd.
"Fuck Elliot why the hell does she park a new car every week at Escala?"
"She rebuilds them and keeps them. She currently had 11 cars and 5 super bikes in storage so she rotates them to keep the engines going. I have arranged for containers to be delivered to the plot for her and need Taylor to hook me up with state of the art security for her cars. Oh and I get to help her drive them all over next week. I can't wait." He sounds like he has fucking won the lottery. Then Taylor surprises me .
"Elliot do you need help hauling those vehicles because believe me it would be a dream to drive some of those babies."
"Yup you can help me out if you want. I will give you the date and time."
"Ok then I will hook you up with the security you need." I can't believe this it is like I am fucking invisible.
"Elliot did you get her last name?"
"Yup." Fucker
"And what is it?" I ask as sarcastically as I can.
"Oh I can't remember give me a minute to think about it?" He puts his fingers on his chin like he is seriously thinking hard.
"Oh wait now I remember its Anastasia Steele." I glance at Taylor and nod. He knows what to do. With that we walk out and leave this fucker still smirking. he know he won this round but the fight is far from over.