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💚 Fallen Angel💚
How would have Christian Grey's life turned out if the Greys had intervened when Elena tried to sink her claws into him? Would he still be the same man as we know, or someone completely different ...
‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe}‼️
‼️Romance/Angst/Drama/Lemons‼️
‼️AS/CG/The Greys/The Steeles/Jack Hyde/Elena Lincoln‼️
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Chapter 32: The Promise of Tomorrow (2,3K)
Christian's Pov
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I wake up with Ana in my arms, still sleeping soundly. And I can't help but snuggle against me. This is the first time I wake up with her still in bed, and it is the best thing in the world. I still can't believe that I managed to go back to sleep so easily after a nightmare followed by the beginning of a panic attack. And it is all thanks to the beautiful woman in my arms.
I look at her beautiful peaceful face and can't help but smile as she keeps on sleeping, oblivious of me. I look at every detail of her face, from the tiny mole near her temple to her long lashes casting shadows on her high cheekbones, to her cute button nose, to her perfect fly naturally drawn eyebrows.
It would be unbelievable to think that she remained single for so long if it wasn't for her father. Colonel Steele clearly kept boys at bay with a beautiful daughter like that. He was probably on a permanent lookout, like a never resting Cerberus. And I have no doubts that the idiot also helped in keeping men away from her so he could have her for himself.
For a moment, I am tempted to let her sleep. After all, I have disturbed her sleep, and she's not used like me to very little sleep and travelling around the globe on a monthly basis, if not more. But that means that she'd miss breakfast with Mia, and both girls would never let me live this down. Ana would feel embarrassed to have missed her first meeting with Mia. And Mia would whine about not meeting Ana.
So o hold her closer to me, the blanket still in place between us and I start endlessly kissing her. She stirs a little with soft giggles, turning so she can face me and she smiles at me when she opens her eyes.
I caress her face and let's her know, "You're so beautiful."
Her smile is immediately replaced with a frown of displeasure before she hides it and jokes, "With bed hair and morning breath? Man, you need to have glasses. Do you need me to make an appointment for you Mr Busy-CEO?"
"No thank you, Miss Steele. I happen to have had my appointment just two months ago. And I've been told I have a pilot's vision. Which I use to sport the rare pieces of art. So, are you questioning my very good and fine taste?"
She rolls her eyes at me and starts getting up, but I yank her back to me, so I can cuddle with her. I haven't had my fill of Ana yet. But then again, I don't think I ever will. I hide my nose in the crook of her neck, and she whines, have giggling,
"Christian, I need to shower and get ready. I need to pretend I'm half-decent at least the first time I'm meeting your sister."
I don't think Mia would even care. But that's not what I focus on. I'm more interested in the first part of her statement, "Am I invited to wash your back?"
"To see me completely naked under bathroom lights?" Ana utters in disbelief before she laughs at me and shakes her head condescendingly. "Poor man, not only do you have terrible taste, but you also have terrible precognitive skills. I'm definitely not ready for you to see me naked under so much light."
"You went skinny dipping with friends," I remind her, my hand going under her shirt and lifting it up a little. She rolls her eyes again and points out,
"The point of skinny dipping is to do it in the middle of the night when it's pitch black. As far as I'm concerned, my friends are all humans, they don't have night vision."
She then gets up, pecking my lips before hopping her way to the bathroom, humming jovially as she disappears there. I let myself fall backwards on the bed, sulking about how I wanted to see her naked. Under all kinds of lights. But then again, if she isn't ready for that, I don't want her to feel like I'm pressuring her into that.
Or maybe I'm just overthinking this whole thing. She did make it clear that she would be far from minding being intimate with me, and that she'll wait for me. So maybe it's just the light situation. I should have tried to negotiate the lighting involved. But I still have time. I can try tonight or tomorrow morning. Or whenever we will sleep together again.
Whilst she's still in the shower, I briefly check on my emails as well as my phone as I do every morning. I haven't had a single day since I started without phone calls, emails and texts, but at least Andrea helps me sort them out now.
Once she's out of the bathroom, I jump in to quickly get ready, and then we go downstairs together, to our private room to wait for Mia. I pour myself a strong coffee as soon as I'm down and Ana scolds me.
"What?"
"We're supposed to eat with your sister."
I roll my eyes and sip on the coffee, pouring hot water into her teacup, "Mia is always late. I told her to be here at seven, knowing that she wouldn't be here before eight. I've never seen her be on time at anything. She was even late when she came into the family."
"Oh really?" Ana mocks, her tone disbelieving as she stops me from reaching for the fruits. I frown at the gesture, but still explain,
"Front what I understand in hindsight, there were some issues with the paperwork. She was supposed to be with us a month prior than we did."
She nods but doesn't make a move to eat, and when I take a grapefruit and open it on my plate, she opens her mouth, but I cut her off, "Please don't come between me and my food."
She closes her mouth like a fish and nods, not asking anything about that, which I am grateful for. I don't have the will to talk about that so early in the morning, especially when I have to work afterwards.
"And please, eat. Mia won't mind, I promise. She knows I don't wait around for her when it comes to food."
She cracks a knuckle before reaching for a teabag and grapes. The table is very well garnished as I instructed and it reminds me that I anonymously support a charity in Montreal to feed the less fortunate that I will probably visit over lunchtime. Just to see that the money goes where it is supposed to go.
I've always been rather open about my dislike that some charities (most nowadays) only use a small percentage of the donations to actually help those for whom the charities were created. So I've always been very selective with the charities I helped, though Grace has always been a great help with that.
Ana tells me about the fact that she's mostly excited to see if Canadians are really as nice as everyone says, and I can't help but laugh at that,
"To be fair, from my experience, they are the nicest in this continent."
"Oh? You think they are nicer people on other continents?"
"Yes. One day, I'll get to take you there and you'll agree with me," I say, playing with a lock of her hair. She playfully shakes her head,
"How presumptuous of you to think I'd want to travel with you again."
I laugh with her, before reaching for my inner pocket and giving her the card we talked about last night, "That reminds me. You said that you would take it. And please, use it. Just so I know I am yelling at people for a reason."
She rolls her eyes but takes the card and promises to use it. So I steal a kiss from her and continue on my list of things I want from her,
"I also need you to ask for the Friday before your birthday."
"I just started working there, Christian. I can't ask for a day off on a whim like that."
"Of course, you can. People do it all the time, babe. Trust me, I know. It's not because you're new to their company that it means you can't have days off once in a while. Especially if you warn them long beforehand. Three weeks' notice seems fair."
"Christian …" she starts with her reasoning tone, but I'm not having it.
"Out of the two of us, Ana, I'm the one with experience when it comes to work. Plus, I literally own an international company. I know how it works, not only in the US but all over the world. Don't think that because you asked for a day off your boss is going to think of you badly. Worst-case scenario, you ask to work remote. You'll be able to do so whilst we … travel."
She looks at me, but I can tell that this won't be as easy as I thought it would. Why is she being so difficult? I'm just trying to spend time with her.
"What if I have other plans? Kate has been talking about going clubbing and …" she stops herself and looks down, so I take her hand and squeeze it a little for her to continue. The last thing I want is for her to feel like she can't say whatever she wants in front of me.
she shrugs and says without looking at me in the eyes, "It's been a while since I last danced. And we actually wanted to —"
"Can't you go on the weekend before or after? I'll never stop you from seeing your friends, but I really want to take you away, Ana. I've been thinking about it since … for a while."
To be honest, I've been thinking about it since her graduation night when she was fawning over her fictional caveman. But first, I want to keep it a surprise as to where I am going to take her. And second, I don't know if I should tell her that I was already so into her so early in our relationship.
But in addition to that, I caught the nostalgia in her voice when she said that she hadn't been dancing for a while. She misses it, and it's my fault. Of course, she didn't say that or even imply it. But I'm her boyfriend, I'm supposed to take her out dancing and all that shit. Especially given her age and her joie de vivre. But we don't, because I can't even have her touch even briefly my chest.
"I'll see with kate and let you know. I'm not making any promises right now, but I'll think about it."
This makes me smile and I pull her closer to me so I can kiss her. She doesn't argue and even smiles against my lips, muttering, "So happy to please you, Mr Grey."
I chuckle, bringing my hand to her face, looking into her eyes before pecking her lips and joking back, "There are other ways you can please me, Miss Steele."
She blushes, but her comeback dies in her mouth when Mia finally gets in, late as per usual. Her faint pink blush turns bright red tomato as she quickly puts a more appropriate distance between us, especially when Mia says,
"Awww. I think I'm going to start writing steamy romance novels. Don't worry Christian, I'll make you look good."
I roll my eyes, getting up to kiss her as Mia grins, all eyes for Ana and I make the presentation, "Ana, meet Mia, the most annoying sibling on the planet."
"Oh? Has Elliott died without my knowing so?"
I laugh with her because no matter what, Elliott is definitely more annoying, so I concede that to her, and Mia skips her way to Ana to kiss her on the cheeks as she marvels,
"Oh my God! You're so much more beautiful in real life! If I had your looks, I'd definitely be a supermodel. Did you ever think of that?"
As I expected, Ana grimaces as she sits back next to me and lets Mia know, "No. I like my anonymity just fine."
"True, true. But if you ever change your mind, I have a couple of designer friends looking for models. So just let me know."
Ana politely nods, though I can tell she won't take Mia on her word, and I am far from minding. I mean, I don't want my girlfriend to be put out there for any random dude to look at her the way I do. She's mine, and the only person who gets to fantasise about her is me.
Breakfast goes swimmingly, but then again, Mia has always had this way with people. She always managed to make everyone at ease, even me. She was in fact my first word after coming to live with my family. For a whole year, I stayed catatonic until she arrived in my life.
When comes time for me to go to work, Mia has already planned this whole day with Ana, with promises of a typical Canadian lunch and juicy stories about me and my associable ways.
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