CHAPTER 4

During dinner, Ana was stuck with three men trying to convince her into investing with their banks, companies or stocks. Ana was bored to death until finally she cracked, she just directly said no thank you and turned her head away from them.

When dinner was over and she was done, she got up and went to the bar to get a cocktail to get away from her dinner table of pushy business men. She decided that she was going to look at the items for auction to see what they were offering and the silent auction. She wanted to see if there was anything interesting to her.

Elena approached her and said haughty and arrogantly, "I'm the one that put up the elite spa package." Ana turned to look at the woman and couldn't get past the scars from under her fake implant titties. Ana though, 'Those tits are on display for the world to see because that plunge is so deep below her breastbone. Look at her face and she has frozen cheeks and filled lips with slanted eyes from tightening. This woman must be between fifty and fifty five years old but is dressed in something a twenty something year old would wear. She looks desperate, arrogant and insecure.'

Ana said stoically, "How very nice for you." She turned and walked away. Elena was steamed because she blew her off.

Ana turned to go wander around and see where Gail was lurking. It was one of the little games they liked to play together at events and it gave Ana something to do when she got bored. They called the game "Find The Fox". Ana was drifting around opening up and heightening her senses in a crowded room to locate Gail. And Finally!

Ana went to the bathroom to pee. She entered a stall by the wall on one side. She sat down peeing and said quietly to the person in the stall next to her, "Don't you dare pee on my purple pumps they cost me $1600. They are Christian Louboutins, y'know?"

The woman next to her in the stall started to laugh and said quietly, "I put a sheet of paper on the seat. Now you're telling me to forget the seat and put one on each shoe? I'll stick to my Doc Martens and tennis shoes thank you. I can't believe you buy shoes this expensive. Though, if I were you I guess I probably would. You're a twenty five year old that can swim in 24 karat gold if you wanted. That's $800 a foot, y'know, Ana? *sigh* I guess my pee will christen and break em' in for you. It will make them cool and collectable now. A true Jones original." Ana started laughing out loud. Gail was such a trip.

Gail said to her walking out of the stall together and walking up to the sinks to wash their hands, "You know you have a handsome gray eyed admirer out there with subtle eyes on your every move, right?"

Gail was dressed to the nines in all purple. The dress was all satin with a corseted top and long sleeves with a vee neckline. The dress was form fit with a slight flare from the thighs. She had long blonde hair that was styled in a curled updo with green eyes. She always borrowed Ana's more subtle jewelry. This time it was a gold amethyst set. Gail was a very pretty forty year old woman with a hot happening figure like a beautiful hourglass. Gail was her Chief of Security and her best friend. She was also her practice sparring partner.

Ana smiled, sighing and said, "He's probably like the rest of them wanting a ride on the Ana money train like the last psychopath. That table at dinner was all wanna-be investor hard sales pitching me like always, the money hungry idiots. I was bored to death. I wanted to take my finger and just flick them all hard between their eyes. I hate when they get in my personal space or try coming on to me to push their agenda too. It's just so obvious, tacky and a slimey tactic."

Gail said leaning in fixing her makeup in the mirror, "Stop being so jaded all the time, Ana. You got more brains and money than… well almost anyone. It's tough to find a decent man not on the take. That last one was a random crap shoot and went straight to the trash. I know you were disappointed in running into a freak like that so disgusting and disguised. You're just looking at it all wrong. You gotta take what you want instead and if they turn out to be craps again, dump em'. You'll find your diamond in the rough eventually. Just use lots of condoms and Depo-Provera, girl. Don't need no cling-on baby daddy's. I saw a hot tall wall of hard muscle at the door. I bet I could thump a quarter off his tight ass and play quarter bounce. He was checking my ass out while I was walking in the joint. He looked my type, you know, tall, tight, military, straight-laced and with a hot devil behind his cool eyes. I think I'll give him a little sign of encouragement and let him build a new memory of seduction with my 'come and get me naughty boy' look."

Ana said laughing hard at her, "You go get em' girlfriend. What did you say that one time… oh yeah. Help him make abrasions on his bedroom carpeting." They were laughing and went their separate ways in different directions.

Ana muttered shaking her head, "That guy is doomed. Gail always gets her man."

The auction started and Ana went back to her seat at the table. The businessmen started their hard sell again and tried pitching at her again and one guy tried to touch her leg. She slammed her fist down on the table and stood up drawing the attention of everyone.

Ana snapped at the table with authority and everyone from the room listened, "You fools are annoying the hell out of me ruining my time at this event with your damn sales pitches and trying to feel me up! If any of you touch me again, I'll punch you in the mouth! You're over talking everything and making me miss this charity auction! So, shut the hell up! Leave me alone for the rest of the evening! I don't want to invest anything in your ventures!" Everyone around started laughing, cheering and clapping. Christian was chuckling that she had the balls to let them all have a piece of her mind. He couldn't believe they were feeling her up at that table. That was inappropriate as hell to treat a wealthy beauty like her as if she were an easy mark to seduce.

Christian leaned over and asked his father, "Who the hell did you sit at the table next to us that would do something like that?"

Carrick said embarrassed, "It is my one partner in the firm's son who was a stockbroker that must have made the choice to seduce and touch her. The other ones are investment bankers who must have tried to hard sell her. Jerry's son can be annoying as hell. I'll have to blacklist them all to not be invited again. I need to apologize to Miss Lambert, because we need her 50% match to keep the charity running smoothly. That stupid boy should never have touched her like that."

Grace said upset, "If he touches her again I hope she's going to knock him out or break his fingers. How rude."

Christian kept watching the table to make sure they didn't go near her again. Her CPOs were standing right behind her looking intimidating. The auction started up again.

Ana bid on Jennifer Trouton for $30,000 and won. It was called "Huddled Mass. No Place Like Home". She also bid on a pair of tickets for a Hot Air Balloon ride through Seattle Ballooning to take within a years time for $2,000. She bid with a fight with four others over a packages of corporate suite season tickets to the Mariners at T-Mobile Park she won for $28,000. It was for charity she told herself. She immediately handed her one CPO her coat to take back to the car, to go pay for her items and collect them to lock in the vehicle with her other guards. He went to take care of it.

Ana left the table and that was when she walked by and saw Christian Grey shockingly at the table next to her all this time. The auburn brown hair and the shape of his face made her recognize him as familiar, but she stopped and stared at him subtly until it hit her that it was him. He was talking to that desperate older woman with over bleached blonde hair and in that really slutty black dress.

The woman kept clinging to him and touching him like he was her lover. He kept backing up uncomfortably from time to time or brushing off her hands. She swore one time he shoved her slightly. Ana wanted to talk to him but would wait until he got rid of the clingy weird fifty something year old woman sitting next to him during the auction. She could wait and catch him alone without the old leech feeling up on him.

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Christian was watching her from across the room. He noticed every single move that goddess in the gold and black made because it was graceful. He knew she had stopped to look at him for some time and then continued on her way. He gasped looking at her back when she turned around in the dress she was wearing that was form fitting. Her exposed creamy skinned back to the top of her ass was facing him. He thought she was an incredibly beautiful creature. Elena had been drowned out but touching him as he swatted her away from time to time. He thought, 'Oh how I would love to fuck and taste her skin between my lips. I could run my tongue up her spine and stick my dick and tongue inside of her. I bet she tastes like honey.'

Ever since his crash and he has no memories back then, Elena had been hard to deal with. He couldn't stand her at all now that he had no memories of her at all, but knows now what she had done to him from his shrink. Her constantly coming on to him in his mothers house, trying to touch and seduce him at every turn was about to push him over the edge but when she tried to fuck him in his mother's guest room that night was bad enough, but after breaking into his home to masterbate on his playroom bed was way over the top. He found out she was hoping for him to find her there in his playroom to come and fuck her. Elena was so outrageous that he was about done with her. She wasn't that bad before his crash so his shrink said and his Chief of Security, Taylor. Like Flynn insinuated it was a control issue that was making her grope him like this now. He had no idea what the fuck was wrong with her but Taylor's assessment that she was going senile seemed pretty accurate.

He decided tonight that when he got back to work Monday, he would separate everything financially with her and severe ties. She might threaten and bitch but he already had everything removed pertaining to him from her house and computer because Taylor warned him. She had nothing on him left now.

He would only speak civilly when it was in front of his parents tonight. If she was still trying to get up in his face again, he was going to shove her away physically. After the memory loss, it was like he was looking at things differently and he was going to cut certain things out of his life. Elena was just one of them.

Tonight, Elena was at it again with the hands and she was touching his arm, his shoulder, then tried to touch his crotch. He subtly shoved her back once tonight already. She simpered and whined trying to placate his ire. He got up from the table and walked away.

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A little while passed, Ana had gotten her chance to talk to Christian. Ana walked up behind him and whispered in his ear seductively, "Have you had any good rabbit stew lately?" He spun around in surprise with his mouth open in shock. He looked into her turquoise eyes through and past the mask. He was completely shocked as hell because it was his Ana.

He asked surprised and grabbed her by both shoulders, "Your Anastasia Steele?!"

She put her finger on his lips softly and whispered up close to him, "There is no Anastasia Steele unless I'm on Alder Lake only. It is my reclusive self and my alter ego. Besides, I never told you my last name, only the hospital must have. I just told you Anastasia, which was no lie. My stepfather, Brigadier General Marine Raider Raymond J. Steele, didn't want me to change my last name out of respect for my father. My biological father, Colonel Marine Raider Franklin A. Lambert, his best friend, died the day after I was born. My stepfather said that my father saved his life. He said the least he could do was completely love, raise and educate his daughter like I was his own with the same surname as the only man he could have considered his brother."

She reached out and caressed his forehead where the bruise used to be with her short soft black velvet gloved fingers. He sighed at the thought of her touching him again.

She felt true empathy for him and asked, "How long did it take you to get your memory back, Christian?" He was lost in how gentle she was touching him.

He smiled and said, "I haven't yet. I have only pieced it together from my shrink from before, my Security Chief, coworkers and my family. The neurologist said I had bruised my brain and had swelling of my brain, but no physical damage. The memories have never come back so far, but after what I found out about myself, I don't want them to either. I was a really fucked up person and now not so much. I tried really hard to find you but couldn't, even when you shipped my helicopter back to me. You left no trail to follow and your phone was shut down when you had given that number to my security at GEH. I was so very angry at Taylor for treating you like he did, upsetting you and making you leave without saying goodbye. I have missed you terribly and couldn't understand why you didn't contact me after."

She smiled sadly, stepping right up next to him touching, caressed his jaw and said, "My Chief of Security is good at concealing my identity in all my transactions I make. Now you know I'm Anastasia Lambert. I live in The Windsor Cirrus Apartments on 8th Street in #3804, the penthouse. Give me your phone please, Christian?" He handed her his phone after unlocking it. She smiled glancing at his lips, typed her phone number in and put it under her name with her address. She gave it back to him.

She said softly, "Now you can contact me and get that big old background check you probably wanted so badly. I felt bad not saying goodbye but I have my reasons for being so reclusive." He was smiling big at her looking at her sexy full lipped beautiful mouth.

He asked nervously, "Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night? I really have missed you, Anastasia. So very much. When you come over you can explain why you didn't come see me."

She said softly while smiling, "Of course, I will, Christian. I'll tell you everything that happened with the reasons. What time? Casual or formal?"

He said smiling looking at her turquoise blue eyes through her mask, "Casual. I can pick you up at six o'clock out in front of your building? We can have dinner at my place."

She said softly looking at his mouth, "Ok, I'll just have to tell my covert CPO Head of Security to follow you. She's my shadow."

He said seductively while slipping his hand slowly around her lovely hip and pressing her body closer to him, "A female Chief of Security, interesting she can meet my security because I want to see you more often. I am just…. needing to understand what you have done to me since I met you. You have no idea what an effect you have had on my life in just one day in time with you where my memories begin. I need to tell you about me and my past. I discovered things about me from before. It's not good. You may want to steer clear of me after, even if I don't remember it. I hope not though. I just want you so badly close by now that you're here again with me."

Ana asked him softly, "Had you been storing dead bodies in your home or chaining crazy people to your bed?" His eyebrow went up looking at her in surprise. He blanched and thought, 'No, baby, no dead bodies and no crazy people except Elena, but there has been chaining people to the beds before I would say. Oh shit, how am I going to get this lovely woman to understand how fucked up I was. She'll think I was a monster.'