CPOV
Stepping off the elevator at GEH, Andrea is as always, ready with my coffee and Wall Street Journal.
"Get Welch on the phone"
"Yes Sir"
sitting at my desk, Andrea interrupts my thoughts of Anastasia
"Mr. Grey, Welch on line one"
Picking up the receiver "My report on Miss Steele, what's taking so long?"
"Mr. Grey, I'm almost finished. If you like, I can send what I have acquired or send a completed report in an hours time."
"I want the information by 11am, understood?"
"Yes sir"
Feeling restless, walking to the glass walls in my office staring out onto the city and the views of Mt Rainier, it's a sunny Friday morning, again my mind wanders to what Anastasia and what she's is doing at this moment. She must still be in class. The last update I got from my eyes in Vancouver showed her and Kate arriving at WSU at 7:45am with Ana lugging a travel bag around with her. She must be leaving for Seattle as soon as classes are over.
How is it that someone I've only spoken to for a few minutes get under my skin this way. There is something about her that I can't shake. Hell, she even invaded my dreams last-night, they were so erotically charged, ravaging her in my playroom, I had to Rub one out in the shower this morning . Perhaps I'm not like most, I find masturbation unsatisfying, preferring a soft warm body to take care of my cock.
The telephone ringing snaps me out of my daydreams.
Picking up the phone
"Grey"
I hear Ros on the other end. "Grey, Howard transferred the money plus some."
"Return the "Plus some" back into his account. I only want what was taken from the Farming Division."
"Already done. He's a shifty mother fucker."
"We'll have to update the paperwork. He's is no longer permitted to see over the distribution of funds"
"On top of that Grey."
Letting out a long sigh. Ros, my right hand, is always on the ball.
"So tell me why the fuck you are still on the phone with me. I thought you and Gwen were going out of town? As a matter of fact shouldn't you be long-gone already?"
"Christian like you, work never stops and if it did, I would be dead face down in the water. I'm just grateful that Gwen understands my nature. My life would be so drab without her."
"Well Ros it's good to know how you feel about Gwen but this is TMI."
laughing "Grey, this what you need in your life someone who'll keep you on your toes and understand the nature of the beast."
ignoring her comment "Ros, enjoy your much deserved long weekend."
Looking down at my phone I see that Elena has once again called. I'm sure this about tonight's audition. I should call, if for simple reason that she stops ringing every hour.
Dialing her "Grey here."
"Darling its good to hear your voice. I was starting to think you were ignoring me."
Rolling my eyes. I hate when she calls me Darling.
"Lunch is still on, our usual place noon."
"Of course Darling, we can go over the details while eating."
"See you then. Goodbye."
"Christian I still..." hanging up on her. I'm no mood for her today, plus whatever it is she feels needs to be discussed can be taken care of over lunch.
It's nearly 11 when Welch's report arrives in my in-box
Christian Grey
CC Jason Taylor
RE: Anastasia Steele
Anastasia Rose Lambert-Steele
September 10, 1989: Yuma, Arizona
Current address:
Golfside Village
Apt G-3
7700 NE 72nd Avenue, Vancouver, WA
Seattle addressLease signed April 29 effective May 15th 1 year term
Seattle Heights
4-B
2600 2nd Ave, Seattle, WA
High School - Seattle Academy of Arts and Sciences
Accepted Harvard & UW
UC Berkeley – GPA 4.0
transferred WSU-V - GPA 4.0
English Literature
US/UK Passport Holder
Mother (expat) Carla Wilks
Father Franklin Lambert, US Marine deceased: military combat training September 11,1989
Raymond Steele Adoptive Father -United States Army-Special Forces 1990m, 2006div
Stephen Morton 2006m-2007div Venice Ca
Robbin Adams 2009m Savannah Ga.
no step/half siblings
Raymond Steele Retired Military 2003
Owns/Operates a small carpentry business in Montesano WA. Single
Maternal Uncles Carl and Chester Wilks Jr. London UK
Maternal Grandmother Mabel Wilks deceased 1998 Grandfather Chester Wilks Sr. 2001. London UK
Paternal Aunt Sabrina Rose Lambert deceased 1980 Leukemia, San Francisco, CA
Paternal Grandparents Frank and Teresa Rose deceased 2005. see attached articles SF Chronicle, LA Times.
Business Properties:
Recording Studio: Wall of Music - San Francisco.
The Grapevine B&B Napa CA.
Domes Surfside Lodge, Rincon, PR.
Dwellings:
The Haight, San Francisco, CA
Venice Canal, Los Angeles, CA..
Montlake, Seattle,WA. On the market effective May 1st.
Net Worth $35,000,000.+
Short story published "The Willow Tree" Writers of America Magazine 2006 segment entitled Young America.
Skeet shooter. 12 gauge. Over/Under shotgun competitive rank
Mensa
Polyglot
Freelances at Wall of Music – Sound Engineer/Producer
No criminal record
Auto-2008 black Audi TT 2.0 ragtop WA Plates 6B8-CWY
No infractions/accidents
Live travel arrangements
May 8th Vancouver WA to Seattle WA - Amtrak 11:30 am
May 10thOlympia WA to Vancouver WA - Amtrak 7pm
May29-June12th Ibiza and Barcelona, Spain - British Airways
August 10-25th San Francisco CA - Virgin Air
Ten year backlog international/foreign travel visa's and or validated air/train passages.
Mexico, Australia, New Zealand, Greece, Turkey, Italy, France, Switzerland, Canada, Germany, England, Morocco, India, Puerto Rico.
End of report.
Staring at the email...
"Taylor coordinate with your Vancouver guy. Tell him to make sure she makes it to the station and have him back on the job Sunday when she arrives in Vancouver. Have Mason pick up surveillance here in Seattle. Send him the pics from this morning. Also bring the car around by 11:45, I'm meeting Elena for lunch."
"Yes sir"
gotta hand it to Welch he's quite good, then again I recruit only the best.
Arriving at Il Terrazzo Carmine for lunch with Elena I see she's already waiting for me, also noticing she has a bottle of wine sitting table-side. She doesn't realize that I'm a eat and go mode. Making my way, she smiles at me.
"Christian Darling, so lovely to see you."
sitting down "How are you Elena?"
"Bored with Issac, perhaps it's time for me to move on."
Ignoring her comment, I wave to a server who promptly arrives asking if I would like something.
"Yes, I'm under a time constraint and would like to order immediately. You ready Elena?"
"Um, I haven't decided."
"Fine I'll order for the both of us. Glancing over the menu "She'll have the Insalata Mista and Cannelloni Napoletani and I'll have Insalata Campagnola and Bistecca al pepe. No dessert."
After are server walks away Elena starts in
"Why the rush Christian? I thought we would enjoy a leisurely lunch."
"I've started a new project and it's quickly taking up my time. By the way I want you to cancel tonight's meeting with my candidates."
"What? Surely, you must be joking. I spent a lot of time vesting them." sounding not so pleased.
"As I said Elena, this opportunity fell into my lap and need to focus if I plan on making it a success."
About that time the salads arrive. We start eating without speaking. I can see her mulling things over
in her head.
Finishing our salads our plates taken away
"Christian does this have anything to do with Portland?"
"Elena I never discuss my projects with you, I sure as fuck am not going to start now."
shaking her head. "I don't know what's going on with you. These last few months you've been acting strangely. What you need is to NOT cancel tonight and get things back on track. It's been long enough for you and I know your needs haven't dissipated nor are they being met."
"Elena..." about that time our food arrives, continuing my thought "I suggest you drop this topic at hand. Let's finish our lunch in peace. I need to get back to my office."
"I'm just worried about you, I fear you'll become unraveled."
"Elena as I said already. I have things on the burner. If it makes you feel more comfortable. Should this deal fall apart I'll have time on my hands, then we can revisit our prior arrangement. Is this a satisfactory response for you?"
"Fine Christian, I just wish you would talk to me, something is amiss and I..."
"Sounds like you need to be reminded of your boundaries with me. You are a long time friend, but you have no part of my personal endeavors, other than when it comes to submissives. I won't have you prying beyond that aspect, is that clear enough for you?"
"Yes of course Christian. Sorry"
The rest of our lunch is spent in silence. Paying the tab
"Elena I'll talk with you soon. Have a good afternoon and evening."
Meeting up with Taylor outside
I ask
"Taylor I have my own thoughts, yet want to hear yours. What can you extrapolate from Anastasia report?"