Fifty Shades of Steele **Book 1** (Completed)

Chapter 1

Anabelle Steele

I'm so damn busy today I have a ton of meetings. It all started with a breakfast meeting, then new budget meetings for the on going projects down town. We are on the verge of ground breaking technology research at the university. Then I have to sit through an agonizing interview with Mr. Keegan Kavanagh for the WSU school paper. He kept pestering my HR department for months to get an interview with me. I hate any form of interview! But for his persistence I have to give him credit. My day was progressing quite at a moderate pace. Andrea brought me some nice tea at lunch time and a salad. I'm meeting Claude my personal trainer at home around 4pm. My desk phone buzzed.

'Yes.' I sound even a bit short to my own ears.

'I have Mr. David Sanders for you ma'am.' Andrea my PA let me know.

'Please send him in Andrea and some more tea and coffee.'

'Right away ma'am.' David is here to talk mergers of his company 'Techfield Blossom Inc.' A solar power company that also researches new and innovative ways to make solar power accessible to the lower income people in Africa. We shook hands and start looking over the figures. The numbers are very impressive. The audit figures are just as impressive. It's a really great investment. David kept talking about the company and I listen patiently.

'Well David I would like to let my legal and financial teams look it over and we'll get back to you once they've worked through these documents.' I finally got a few words in.

'That sounds reasonable. Thank you Miss Steele.' Mr. Sanders gave a relaxed grin.

'Do you play golf Mr. Sanders?' I had to learn the game for business reasons and then again seeing a bit of green never hurt anyone. I really learned to like the game. My four handicap is not good but it's not bad either.

'Yes but not well, Miss Steele.' He finally answered.

'Let's play around or two some time.' I suggests with a smile.

'That would be nice, Miss Steele.' He agreed.

'Wonderful, I let Andrea arrange it and phone you with the dates and time.' David nod then stood up to leave shaking my hand firmly. It is usually how I measure a person by their hand shake, if there are hardly anything you, know when it's sloppy at the wrist then spineless or usually no ambitions comes to mind and in some cases have hidden agendas. A nice firm handshake can hold real potential. I show him out of my office, when my desk phone buzzed letting me know a Mr. Christiansen Grey in for Mr. Kavanagh is here for his interview on me.

'You can let him in Andrea.' I gave the go ahead. This is strange, no Mr. Kavanagh? Odd.

'Yes right away ma'am. Anything else?'

'If you can manage some more tea and coffee for me and our guest that would be great.'

'Of course ma'am.' We hung up and I got up and looked out over greater Seattle below from my corner CEO office. Crossed my arms in deep thought about our Sanders deal. My office door opens and in stumble a dreamy copper haired tall muscular graduating college student, what looks like he could be in his early twenties. Yummy! Immediately images of him kissing my shoes in my playroom came to mind.

'Are you all right?' I asked rushing over to help him gather his things from the floor.

'Yes, thank you Miss Steele.' He spoke and finally stood up and we shook hands as he introduced himself as Christiansen Grey. Hummm... Nice firm grip in his handshake. Oh, and those smoldering gray eyes. What I would like to do with you in this bend over position. Where did that come from? Ana, control yourself! What is wrong with you? I scowled myself.