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typing furiously.

"He won't," Christian replied and hung up.

I quickly put the phone down and continued typing.

The phone started ringing again.

Oh my god!

I picked up, "Mr. Wilde's off - "

"Everything is dued by five," I heard he say and hung up.

I fell back in my chair as I sighed, not knowing what to feel.

I hurried to the coffee room, made myself a cup and headed back in.

I managed to fix the book and make five copies a little bit before five.

I knocked quietly, "Come in," I heard him grumble.

"Mr. Wilde, I completed everything," I said handing him back the binder and another binder with the other five copies.

"Thank you, Ms. White, did you have your lunch yet?" he asked.

I shook my head. "I haven't either, would you like to have lunch together?" he asked.

When did he suddenly become nice?

"Christopher," I heard a deep, masculine voice that sent shivers down my spine speak up.

"Mr. Gray!" Mr. Wilde said, standing up.

"Ms. White will be having lunch with me today," said Christian.

Christian lead me out his office.

"We're having lunch together? Since when?" I asked.

"Since before," he said, "Don't forget that I'm your boss's boss."

"Right," I said, "Thank you for saving me, Mr. Gray."

"You're very welcome."

Author's Note (Very Short)

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Chapter 7

Lunch managed to go by smoothly.

I kept noticing Christian's intense gaze burning holes into me.

I felt so flustered the whole time but I swallowed a sandwich with some water.

"Um, thank you Christian, for lunch," I said.

He gave me half of a smile, that rare but breathtaking one.

"You're welcome Ava. Anytime," he said, dropping me off in front of the office.

I noticed how close we were.Just a couple inches till our lips touch. Just slightly Ava. Don't come off desperate.

My breath turned heavy and my heart was about to burst.

He seemed to gaze back down at me.

I swear, we were two inches apart.

He blinked and quickly stepped back, ruining the moment.

He cleared his throat and adjusted his tie, "Have a good day at work, Ms. White," he said, formal and in a clip tone and headed back to his car.

He drove off in a second, leaving me standing there, shocked.

What. The. Hell?

We were so close to kissing!

So. Close.

Well, now I just sound desperate.

I sighed, wondering how desperate I must've looked.

“Ava, you know better then that! You tried kissing Christian Gray. That‘s never going to happen,” I scolded myself quietly as I entered the building.

~*~*~

The rest of the day went by slower then it was supposed to be.

By nine, the office was empty and I was packing up my things.

“How was your first day?” asked Mr. Wilde standing by the doorway, startling me.

“Um,” I said uncomfortably. He was the one that gave me all the work and kept on asking for coffee!

“I’m sorry for putting you through all that stress of typing everything, the coffee, etc. I’ll go a little bit easier on you tomorrow,” he said as I flexed my fingers, suppressing the pain from the cramp.

He offered me a lazy smile.

“Uh, yes, Mr. Wilde. I’ll see you tomorrow at nine am,” I said forcing a smile back.

He nodded as I headed out the office after grabbing my things.

I set my belongings on the passenger seat, headed to the driver’s side and collapsed in my seat, dead tired.I groaned as I started the car.

It started to purr back to life before it died down.

“Ah crap!” I groaned as I retried over and over and over again before I gave up.

“Car not working?” I heard a voice call.

My head flew up, meeting eyes with the one and only Christian Gray.

“Why am I not surprised?” he asked chuckling softly.

That was the first time I’ve ever heard him chuckle.

Jeez, why is he so serious?

I frowned at him, “Well, thank you, Mr. Gray,” I snapped sarcastically.

I immediately corrected myself, “Um, sorry. I didn’t mean to snap and be sarcastic. I’m just tired,” I apologized.

“Get in,” he said, nodding at the door.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Get in,” he repeated, “I don’t like repeating myself.”

“But I have to get home,” I argued.

He didn’t say anything. He just waited.

I sighed as I got out of my car, “Okay, fine. What about my car?”

“It will be sent to the junk yard and you’ll get money for it,” he said.

“Wait, what?! But that’s my car!” I exclaimed.

Why is he so controlling?!

“Will you really hoard a car that is broken down and looks like it’s from the eighteenth century?” he asked.

I frowned at him.

“I’ll get you a new car,” he said, “Tell me your address.”

“Mr. Gray, I’m afraid that would not be necessary to get me a new car. I don’t need it,” I said.

I had too much pride.“What did I say about repeating myself?” he asked.

“Okay! But I’ll pay you back,” I said.

“Are you saying I can’t afford it?” he asked.

“What?! No!” I exclaimed.

“Good. Then let me buy you a car,” he said.

“Mr. Gray, as I said, that won’t be necessary. I promise,” I protested.

“Ava, let me get you something,” he said, stopping the car at red light, “Do not talk back.”

I shut up. I knew he was going to win the fight anyways, so what’s the point.

Ten minutes later, we were in front of the building.

“Thank you, Mr. Gray,” he said.

He flashed me a lazy smile, the rare smiles, nodding, “Sure. Your car will be downstairs the next morning. I’ll have Skye deliver it.”

“Skye?” I questioned.

“My bodyguard,” he said.

Interesting.

I nodded, “Thank you again Mr. Gray,” I said.

“It was first Christian, now Mr. Gray. Just call me Christian,” he said.

I nodded, waving good bye as he drove off.

The rest of the day dragged on, Mr. Wilde not getting any nicer.

Christian gave me his email address when we were having lunch and I got an email when I turned on the computer.

To: Ava White

From: Christian Gray

Subject: Back Into The Office

 

Dear Ava,

Did you manage to get back in the office safely?

Christian Gray, CEO of Gray Enterprise

 

To: Christian Gray

From: Ava White

Subject: Re: Back Into The Office

 

Dear Christian,

Yes, I did. Thank you for checking in.

Ava White, Assistant of Christopher Wilde

 

Almost immediately, his response came.

 

To: Ava White

From: Christian Gray

Subject: Glad

 

Dear Ava,

That’s nice to hear. Are you packed with work? Do you want we to talk to Christopher about it?

Christian Gray, CEO of Gray Enterprise

 

To: Christian Gray

From: Ava White

Subject: No Complaining Allowed

 

Dear Christian,

No, it’s fine. I should probably be getting used to it and I don’t want to give off a bad impression, but, thank you.

Ava White, Assistant of Christopher Wilde

 

To: Ava White

From: Christian Gray

Subject: Yes Ma’am

 

Dear Ava,

Okay, fine. You’re welcome.

Christian Gray, CEO of Gray Enterprise

 

I loved how is emails came by so quickly, as if he was waiting for them.

I chuckled at myself, no he wasn’t.

 

 Author's Note (PLEASE Read):

I was just wondering fit the emailing format is too hard to read. Please comment! I'll try to change it if it is too hard because, hint, hint, there will be more coming up. Oh and there might be some mistakes in this book, please don't mind them because once I'm done with this book, I'll revise and edit. (It's going to be a long book. Maybe. I'll decided later.)

This book will not be a trilogy and there will be no BDSM. But there will be sex scenes. Yes, there will be sex scenes.

I bolded that for a reason but, I'll warn you guys at the beginning of the chapter, so don't worry.

Love you guys!

xx

Imprint

Publication Date: 10-14-2013

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Dedication:
To all the loyal readers out there that stick with my book. I love you guys so much. It means a lot. Oh, and a big dedication to E.L. James, the author of the Fifty Shades trilogy. You guys should read her work, it's amazing. xx