Continuation from last chapter.
Her face quickly disappeared as the elevator doors slammed shut, the only noise invading the room was our breaths.
I held the end of the shirt sleeve and rested it against my lip, inside I felt physically sick. The woman was toxic, she could create an atmosphere without talking.
I heard Christians feet patter against the marble as he made his way into the kitchen, several cupboards slammed and I heard the fridge open multiple times.
Five minutes later he eventually came back into eyesight, he covered his naked torso by folding his muscular arms.
"Say something.", He almost pleaded.
"I'll say something.", I nodded, he took a deep breath and awaited for me to speak. "How can you let her be in contact with you Christian? She's vile. She has no human morals.", Sudden fury built up inside, I could almost feel it burning on my insides.
"How many times have we had this conversation?", He looked defeated already.
"We've had it so many times because you do not listen to me! She's doesn't care about you, it's like your an object to her and not a human being.", He wiped his eyes and took a step closer.
"She's always been there, always. You don't get it, Anastasia.",
"No. You are right, I don't fucking get it.", He was just about to speak again before I continued. "I also don't fucking get this!", I stated waving my arms around in a fluster. "What are we doing? One minute we are so happy and five minutes later this happens?", He licked his lips and I notice him very slightly lower his Levi jeans to reveal his lines.
"We are shit at whatever this is, we are terrible. Anastasia Steele, no one in this world pisses me off like you do, but no one in this world makes me happy like you. I want you and I know deep down you want me.", I took a deep breath and felt my heart drop, did he really just say those words?
He stood in front of me and kissed my forehead, he rested his forehead against mine and heavily sighed.
"Back to your question on what this is? I have no fucking idea. You are here with me and it's all I need.", He slowly kissed my lips and squeezed me tightly as he held my lower back.
I pulled away and caught myself smiling like a teenager after her first kiss.
"Your an ass.", He smirked. "You know how furious I am with you, next time don't change the subject otherwise I'll kick your backside.", He chuckled and strolled into the kitchen.
"Food?", I giggled and shook my head.
"You can't cook? I cannot be ill.", He bit the inside of his cheek and eventually smiled widely.
"You'll be surprised. I have many hidden talents Miss. Steele, only you have explored some of them.", I instantly blushed, how could he still do that to me?
I pushed my plate back and held my stomach, Christian chuckled and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"I told you, I'm a man of many talents.", I never felt this bloated after food, I ignored Christian and dived onto the sofa.
"I'm never eating again.",
"Can I tempt you with some dessert?", He questioned, I looked up and he intertwined his own fingers and placed them under his chin.
"I can not eat no more.", I stated. He rose from his chair and slowly walked towards me.
"How about a dessert that burns calories?", His seductive tone ripped through my body.
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Reunite
FanfictionAnastasia Steele. Christian Grey. Alternate ending to Fifty Shades Of Grey. Anastasia Steele moves close to New York, works in a new company and actually meets someone else. What happens a year on when their paths crossover once more? Strong langua...