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Ana is 15, almost 16 when she starts working as an Intern at GEH. Christian is 22 almost 23. Sparks fly and they have a love affair. But, trouble comes along that tears them apart. Which causes Christian to hide his secret from everyone to protect the one he loves, and find revenge for the one that almost cost him everything.

October 2008

"I miss you." I tell her over the phone.

"I miss you too. Just one more week and I'm all yours." She tries to reassure me.

One week is way too long.

"Daddy!" My little boy hollers over the phone.

"Hey, buddy. You being good for your mom?"

"Yep, yep." He's 2 years old now. And it breaks my heart that I can't see him all the time. I try to Skype with both of them every night, but it's not enough.

This secret is driving me nuts. 2 years of hiding. Nobody knows of my secret family. However, I'm hoping soon, I can lay it all on the line.

"I love you both, and I'll see you soon." I tell them. I'm sure I'm on speaker now.

"We love you too, daddy." My girl tells me.

"Loves, Daddy."

We hang up and I stare at my phone. I miss them. It's been over a month since I've last seen them. Soon, I hope I will no longer have to be without them.

"Christian." My mother calls out to me. I turn around and look at her. "Dinner's ready…" She tells me with a smile. "Everything ok with work?"

"Yeah, everything is fine." I smile back.

"Good. Ray is joining us tonight. Poor guy, still can't find his daughter."

I have to roll my eyes. Raymond Steele. The maker of all my problems. Yeah, he misses his daughter, my ass. Haven't seen a single missing report on her yet. Which, only helps in my favor.

"Wonderful." I say under my breath.

I return to the table. My phone beeps and I look at it. It's Ana and Teddy, blowing me a kiss. My heart swells I quickly type out I love you with a couple kissy emojis.

Big, Bad CEO Christian Grey using emojis. Only for those two.

Ray stands up and greets me.

"How you doing son?" He puts out his hand for me to shake.

I'm polite and I shake his hand back. "I'm good."

I will be even better next week when I have your daughter's legs wrapped around my waist.

As I sit down at the table, I think back to how I even got into this mess in the first place. How the man sitting in front of me is the picture of pure evil. How he almost cost me my family.


3 years ago… May 28th 2005

Nothing is going right today. I have a huge Steel yard deal, ready to fall through my fingers. I had to fire my head of Finance today because he's a giant moron and helped fuck up this deal.

Now I have 20 high schoolers coming in, as a part of my new summer intern project.

What the hell was I thinking when I thought of that idea?

But, just like I was once, they have to learn somewhere. And what better way then at GEH.

I started this company right out of high school. My Grandfather Theo, had his faith in me, unlike my father, and loaned me my start up money. Now 4 years later here I am. The CEO, of Grey Enterprises and Holdings. I sit at my throne at the top of the 20th floor and pretty much everyone bows down to me. Sometimes it good to be the king.

I'm walking out of my office to head over to Ros'. I have my phone in my hand and typing frantically, and not paying attention to where I am going.

I run right into someone and papers end up going flying everywhere.

"I'm so sorry, Sir." I hear the voice of an angel tell me. I look down and see a girl, with long brown wavy hair, wearing a gray skirt with a white blouse. She's on her knees, trying to recover the paperwork that is now spread across the ground.

I kneel down and start helping her. "It's ok." I tell her as my hand gently covers over hers. There's a small jolt of electricity that passes through us.

She looks up at me with the brightest blue eyes I've ever seen. She gasps and I think she felt it to.

I haven't seen her before, not that I pay much mind to the people that work around me. As long as there doing their jobs right, they tend not to cross my path.

If they see me they know that they're done with.

Off with their heads.

We finish gathering the papers and we stand back up.

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry again for running into you." She tells me with a slight blush creepy on her beautiful pale cheeks.

"I should of been looking where I was going."

"You're right, you should have." She grins.

I can't help but laugh.

I see a couple heads turn in our direction and by the looks on their faces I would say they're shocked. I give them a look that says get back to work and they quickly turn away.

"What's your name? What department are you in?"

"I'm Anastasia Steele. I'm actually working with Mrs. Parker."

My crappy day just got even better.

"Well, good that means you will be also working with me." I don't think the grin on my face could get any bigger.

She works for you, Grey. You can't touch her.

"You're Mr. Grey?" She says almost shocked.

"That would be me. You didn't do your research before you started?"

"I did, on GEH. I just never looked up the CEO's photo. I just pictured some balding, overweight guy."

"Is that so, Miss Steele?" She shrugs.

"Christian?" I look over Anastasia's shoulder and see Ros calling me into her office.

"I guess I'll see you around Miss. Steele."

She nods at me before walking over to her desk. I turn around and watch her ass sashay back to the reception desk.

I head into Ros' office and text Welch real quick for the background check on Anastasia. I need to know everything about her. I want her and I don't care if she works for me or not.

"I think you have a little drool on the corner of your mouth, Grey." Ros hackles at me.

She's the only person in this office that can get away with saying things like that.

"Shut it Ros, let's get to work"

2 hours later we have pounded out the deal with the Steel company. After many back and forths with the CEO of Cooper Steel we will both be traveling to Texas and hopefully sign the papers that will make it ours.

I head back to my office and open up the e-mail that has Anastasia's background check in it.

Anastasia Rose Steele

DOB:

September 10, 1989, Montesano WA

Address:

1498 15th Avenue E

Seattle WA

Mobile No:

360-959-4352

Social Security No:

987-65-4320

Bank:

Wells Fargo Bank, Seattle, WA

Account Number: 39361

250.23

Education:

O'Dea High School

Junior -

GPA:

4.0- Sophomore year

4.0- Freshman year

Employment:

GEH Summer Internship

Assistant to Andrea Parker

Father:

Franklin A. Lambert DOB:Sept. 1, 1969

Deceased Sept. 11, 1989

Mother:

Carla May Wilks Steele

DOB: July 18, 1970

Deceased: April 3, 2003

m. Frank Lambert March 1, 1989

Widowed Sept. 11 1989

m. Raymond Steele June 6, 1990

Holy shit! She's only 15! I mean she'll be 16 shortly, but how can someone that hot only be 15. I bite down on the finger and knuckle. It's it wrong for me to still want her?

I'm 22, almost 23. But goddamn, does it really matter? There was attraction there.

But, as much as I want her. I think it would be best to avoid her.

There's a knock on my door and I tell the person to enter.

And who else would be it but Miss Steele herself. "I have your lunch, sir." She tells me bringing in a bag. As she stands in front of me, I have a really good look at her.

The way her skirt and blouse press against her body, I can tell her body is firm and tight. And I can only picture what she would look like naked, underneath of me, as I take her to a place she's never been before.

I feel my dick press against the zipper of my pants. God, I want her.

But can I have her?

"Sir?" She questions, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Sorry, Miss Steele. You can just sit on my desk."

No way I want to shock her with the major boner going on in my pants.

She nods as she places the bag on my desk.

"Can I do anything else for you, Mr. Grey?"

Oh, there's plenty you can do for me Miss Steele. One of them would be on your knees, sucking my dick with those ruby lips of yours.

Grey! She's 15. Snap out of it!

"No, Miss Steele. Thank you."

"You're very welcome." She smiles before turning around and leaving my office. Again, I can't help but watch her walk away.

What's the phrase? I hate to say goodbye, but I love to watch you leave... well i could watch Miss. Steele leave all day.

I hit the button to lock my door. My dick is so hard right now, and I wouldn't want a case of blue balls on my hands.

I take the picture of Anastasia from her background check. Releasing my dick from the confinements of my pants. I move my hand up and down my shaft as I picture Anastasia before me, her lips around my dick.

She's got some kind of witchcraft on you Grey. Masterbating in the middle of the day, in your office.

It's not long before I find my release. I need to avoid this girl. She's messing with my head. Thank goodness I leave for Texas soon.


2 Weeks later….

It's about 6 when I walk into the break room. This is the only time you will find me in here. After everybody is gone. Or so I thought. Anastasia is standing at the vending machine.

I guess making a choice between nuts or no nuts in her M&M's.

"Miss. Steele." I whisper in her ear, as I stand close behind her.

"Mr. Grey." She says breathlessly.

She's smells so good. Like Coconuts. I've been doing my best to avoid her at all cost. It helped I was over in Texas for a week. But, no matter what I do she's always the star of my dreams. There's only so much my hand can do to satisfy me.

When I was in Texas, I tried to pick up a girl at the bar. But, I just couldn't do it. Little Miss. Steele is all I want.

And now it's time to make my move.

"What are you doing here so late?" I don't move from behind her. I can see the goosebumps form on the back of her neck.

It's been reported to me that she has been staying late since she started working here, especially on Fridays. However, it's also been reported to me that's she doing a wonderful job as well. Andrea was just telling me this morning she's never had a better assistant.

"Andrea wanted me to finish up some things, before the weekend." She tells me. She turns her body so she looks at me.

"Why don't I believe you?"

She gulps and looks away from me.

"Is something wrong Miss Steele?"

She shakes her head, but I can tell she's lying. I run my hand up and down her shoulder.

"You know you can tell me anything, I can help you."

"I don't know if you can Mr. Grey." She looks back at me. I could get lost in her eyes forever.

"Try me."

She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, and god if that's not a turn on. I can feel my dick start to swell.

"I just don't like going home if I don't have too." She shrugs.

"Why? Is someone hurting you?" My feel my blood start to boil at the thought of anyone putting their hands on her.

"No." She shakes her head.

"Come, let's go talk in my office." I put my hand on her lower back and help guide her to my office.

I show her to the couch, she sits down and I join next to her.

"I want you to feel safe here, Anastasia. I want you to be able to share with me."

When the hell did I turn into a damn psychologist?

"It's just my step-dad Ray, he hasn't been the same since my mom died. I used to look up to him, but now. He just drinks a lot and sometimes doesn't think before he says things. I just always try to stay out as late as I can, in hopes he'll be passed out when I come home. I usually go to my friends house on the weekend, but her family went out of town for vacation."

Maybe this is my chance.

"Do you need a place to stay this weekend?"

She looks at me wide eyed. I think she's caught onto what I'm asking. Come on Anastasia, you know you want to.

"What are you asking me sir?" She looks a little taken aback. But, I can tell she also likes the idea when her whole body flushes.

"Well," I rub my hand on my neck. I feel myself break out into a cold sweat. Why do I feel like I'm the 15 year old. "You could stay with me. I don't…" how do I tell this girl that I have zero friends besides maybe my older brother. I spent way too much of my time building an empire to even worry about making friends.

"I don't do anything on the weekends, so if you wanted to.. We could hang out?"

Real smooth, Grey.

"You want to hang out with me?" She asks surprised. "Don't you have a girlfriend or something…. I mean…" She waves her hand up and down. "Look at you."

"I could say the same about you, Anastasia. But, no I don't have a girlfriend."

At least not yet, I hope.

She looks down at her knotted hands. "Wouldn't that be crossing some line? You are my boss after all."

"Figure it's a friend, helping a friend."

She giggles. "You should watch what you say… someone might hear you. I mean word on the street is you're a tough, megalomaniac, take no prisoners, make people cry CEO."

"Is that what you think?"

"I haven't seen it yet, but I've only been here for a couple of weeks. And you were gone for one of them."

"Well, why don't you get to know me better and stay with me. I have plenty of room. I have every movie and book under the sun."

Do I sound desperate? Maybe that's because I am.

It's quiet for a few minutes and I can tell the wheels are turning in her head.

"Sure, why not. I just have to go home first and grab somethings."

I know she doesn't drive yet, so I'm guessing she comes by bus everyday.

"Wonderful, let me pack a few things up and we can be on our way."

After I pack my stuff, Anastasia and I head down the garage. Taylor my new hired CPO meets us by the car. I was told by my Grandfather that now that the company will soon be coming into the billions that I needed security. I have 4 guys on my team right now. It kind of cramps my style.

However, after I was shown the first threat on my life, I figured I should take it seriously.

"Taylor we need to stop by Anastasia's place first, then we will head back to Escala."

Anastasia gives him the address and we are on our way.

"Thank you again, for this Mr. Grey. I know you're a busy man."

"It's no problem Anastasia. It will nice to feel normal for once. And while we're at it you should call me Christian." I notice her blush.

"Well, as much as I like you saying my full name. I liked to be called Ana."

"But, I think Anastasia suits you so much better."

I take her hand in mine and I can feel the sparks fire off again.

"Do you feel that?"

She bites that damn lip of hers, and nods. I reach up and take my thumb to release it.

"You need to stop that."

"Why?"

And before I can answer, Taylor announces we are at her house.

"I'll be just a minute." She tells me, before getting out of the car. After she gets out I watch her run into the house.

I throw my head back on the seat rest and groan. What the hell am I getting myself into. I can get almost any girl I want, and I fall for a 15 year old, almost 16 year old.

And it's not like I can do her, then leave her. I could only picture the harassment charges there.

And I don't think I could do her once and get her out of my system. She's wielding some kind of power over me. No girl has made me feel this way.

Sure, I had a girlfriend or two in high school. But, it was never anything special. Lasted a couple of months and that was it. Then as I started my business I stuck with one night stands. I didn't have time for clingy girls. I was always working 24/7. I got my dick wet, and then would send them on there way.

I just have to remember she's young, and take it at her pace. That's if she wants anything to do with me.

The fact that she's staying with me for the weekend, has to be on my side.

I've been so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't even notice her come back to the car.

"Did everything go ok?"

"Yeah, he was already passed out, so I left him a note. As long as he has his whiskey, he won't miss me." Her voice is laced with sadness. I take her hand again. Any excuse to touch her.

"I'm sure that's not true." I tell her.

"It is. But it's ok." She tries her best to reassure me. But I'm worried about her. I don't understand why he wouldn't care.

We arrive at Escala and Ana's jaw drops when we enter the penthouse.

"I should've known you would live in a place like this." She spins around and takes in her surroundings. "It's beautiful."

"Thank you. Let me show you to your room." We walk to the guestroom which is across from my room. Don't want her to far away from me now.

Would I?

"This room is huge. You could fit my living room and kitchen in here." She jumps on the bed, laying down, spread eagle.

My dick grows at the sight of her. How I wish I could just pounce on her now.

"And of course your bed is made from clouds." She giggles and sits up. "Thank you again, for letting me stay."

"It's my pleasure Anastasia. How about we order Pizza for dinner?"

"You eat pizza?" She asks shocked as we walk out of the room.

"Why is that so shocking?"

"I figured you had some kind of French cook hiding in your kitchen making you some kind of fancy rich meal every night." She shrugs.

"Is that so?" I smile at her, pushing some hair off her shoulder.

"I would if I had a billion dollars." She smiles.

"How about a movie?" I offer dropping the subject.

She agrees to a movie and we order pizza. We watch The Transporter. Thank goodness she didn't want a chick flick.

I wonder if I could pull off that whole fake yawn and then put my arm around her? She's already so close to me, her scent filling my nostrils.

So I use the old teenage move and put my arm around her shoulder. She looks over at my arm and then at me, quite curiously, I might add.

Maybe this was a bad move, but she hasn't moved her hand off my shoulder yet.

"Should I be asking what your intentions are Mr. Grey?"

Busted.

I remove my arm from her shoulder and reach over a grab the remote to pause the movie.

"Listen Ana. I know I'm your boss and somewhat older than you. But, I like you. Since the first moment I saw you."

Her eyes go wide. "You like me?"

"Yeah. Why do you act like that would be surprising? You're a beautiful girl…"

"Excaulty. I'm a girl. You do I'm only 15 Mr. Grey. Don't you want a woman?" She scoots her body away from me. My heart is now pounding out of my chest.

"I want you." I state. "You might be 15, but you're a lot more mature than most woman. There's just something about you Ana." I grab her hand and the spark re-unites. "Don't you feel that?"

She sinks her teeth in her bottom lip and nods. "What does it mean?"

I put my hand on her cheek and she leans into it. I move so now my face is close to hers. "It means we're meant to be."

"Really? That's what you think it means." She whispers. I push my hand through her hair and crash my lips to hers. She moans against me. Causing my dick to throb even more.

I pull away, leaving her panting and wanting.

"Now what does that say?"

She grins before throwing her arms around my neck, which ends up knocking me back, laying me on the couch.

She's laying on top of me and grinding herself into me.

She's going to end up killing me. She breaks away from me.

"Does that answer your question?"

"Very much so, Miss Steele. Can I have more of your answer?"

She thrusts her hands through my hair and her lips devour mine once again.

My hands roam her body, as one of hands finds itself underneath her shirt. She moans as I rub my thumb over her lace covered nipple. My erection pushes into her core.

She pushes back away from me slightly. "Christian?"

"What's wrong?" My gray eyes search her worried blue ones.

"I've never... " she shakes her head. "I've never done anything like this before."

Of course she hasn't. You need to take it slow Christian.

"We'll take this at your pace. Do you want to stop?"

She shakes her head. "I just don't know if I'm ready to take it all the way."

I pick her up and sit her down on back on the couch.

"I wouldn't do anything that you're not ready for." I tell her.

"I guess you want me to leave now." She goes to stand up and I pull her back down.

"Why would I want that?"

"Isn't that what you wanted...sex? I just can't give you that right now. I shouldn't have lead you on. I just kind of felt the same way since we first met. You were all I thought about. So when you asked me here, I couldn't say I no." Her cheeks redden.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do Ana."

"I just don't get what you would want from me?"

"I think I already told you. I want you."

"For how long?"

"What?"

"For how long are you going to want me? I don't want to fill full some school girl, teenage fantasy that you might have and then be put on the the street."

Great, now I'm picturing her in a schoolgirl uniform. The plaid skirt barely covering her ass, and white stockings.

Snap out of it Grey.

"I can't tell you how long I think it would last. But, I really want to try. Even if all I can do is kiss you…" I take her hand in mine.

"You mean that? But what about work, and other people. I mean if anyone finds out you're with a 15 year old. I can't imagine what that could do to you and your company."

She's got a point there.

"It could be our secret."

"Our dirty little secret?" She grins.

A/N: I don't know the next time I'll update... I'm hoping maybe Monday. I'm still working out all the knicks in this story. Next up will be some of Ana's POV... but most of this story I think will be done in Christian's. This story will start with the build up of their relationship, then the drama. I can already tell you that this wont be a super long story. But I was itching to write, so here I am again. Even after I said I wouldn't be back for awhile... :)