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Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades. Darker, and Fifty Shades Freed are works of fiction. serialized version of these stories online .. filter before I read this. Fifty Shades Darker (Fifty Shades #2) Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Christian Grey, Anastasia . Fifty Shades Freed (Fifty Shades #3) When unworldly student Anastasia Steele first encountered the driven and dazzling young entrepreneur Christian Grey it.
Ana leaves with Christian, but not before she discovers that Kate has been flirting with Christian's brother, Elliot.
Later, Ana wakes to find herself in Christian's hotel room, where he scolds her for not taking proper care of herself. Christian then reveals that he would like to have sex with her. He initially says that Ana will first have to fill in paperwork, but later goes back on this statement after making out with her in the elevator. Ana goes on a date with Christian, on which he takes her in his helicopter, Charlie Tango, to his apartment. Once there, Christian insists that she sign a non-disclosure agreement forbidding her from discussing anything they do together, which Ana agrees to sign.
He also mentions other paperwork, but first takes her to his playroom full of BDSM toys and gear. There, Christian informs her that the second contract will be one of dominance and submission , and there will be no romantic relationship, only a sexual one. The contract even forbids Ana from touching Christian or making eye contact with him.
At this point, Christian realises that Ana is a virgin and takes her virginity without making her sign the contract. The following morning, Ana and Christian again have sex. His mother arrives moments after their sexual encounter and is surprised by the meeting, having previously thought Christian was homosexual , because he was never seen with a woman. Christian and Ana plan to meet again, and he takes Ana home, where she discovers several job offers and admits to Kate that she and Christian had sex.
Over the next few days, Ana receives several packages from Christian. She and Christian email each other, with Ana teasing him and refusing to honour parts of the contract, such as only eating foods from a specific list.
Ana later meets with Christian to discuss the contract and becomes overwhelmed by the potential BDSM arrangement and the potential of having a sexual relationship with Christian that is not romantic in nature. Because of these feelings, Ana runs away from Christian and does not see him again until her college graduation, where he is a guest speaker. Ana and Christian once again meet to further discuss the contract, and they go over Ana's hard and soft limits.
Christian spanks Ana for the first time, and the experience leaves her both enticed and slightly confused.
This confusion is exacerbated by Christian's lavish gifts and the fact that he brings her to meet his family. The two continue with the arrangement without Ana's having yet signed the contract.
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After successfully landing a job with Seattle Independent Publishing SIP , Ana further bristles under the restrictions of the non-disclosure agreement and her complex relationship with Christian. The tension between Ana and Christian eventually comes to a head after Ana asks Christian to punish her in order to show her how extreme a BDSM relationship with him could be.
Christian fulfils Ana's request, beating her with a belt, and Ana realises they are incompatible.
Devastated, she breaks up with Christian and returns to the apartment she shares with Kate. Background and publication[ edit ] James in The Fifty Shades trilogy was developed from a Twilight fan fiction series originally titled Master of the Universe and published episodically on fan-fiction websites under the pen name "Snowqueen's Icedragon".
After comments concerning the sexual nature of the material, James removed the story from the fan-fiction websites and published it on her own website, FiftyShades. Later she rewrote Master of the Universe as an original piece, with the principal characters renamed Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele and removed it from her website before publication.
Good on her—she's doing well. That's great! The first, titled Fifty Shades of Grey, was released as an e-book and a print on demand paperback in May by The Writers' Coffee Shop, a virtual publisher based in Australia. Only for you, Kate, would I do this. Good luck. I cannot believe I have let Kate talk me into this.
But then Kate can talk anyone into anything. Oh, the Merc is a fun drive, and the miles slip away as I floor the pedal to the metal. My destination is the headquarters of Mr. Behind the solid sandstone desk, a very attractive, groomed, blonde young woman smiles pleasantly at me. She looks immaculate. Anastasia Steele for Katherine Kavanagh. I have made an effort and worn my one and only skirt, my sensible brown knee-length boots and a blue sweater.
For me, this is smart. Please sign in here, Miss Steele.
Nothing changes, I inwardly sigh. Thanking her, I walk over to the bank of elevators past the two security men who are both far more smartly dressed than I am in their well-cut black suits. The elevator whisks me with terminal velocity to the twentieth floor. Behind the leather chairs is a spacious glass-walled meeting room with an equally spacious dark wood table and at least twenty matching chairs around it.
Beyond that, there is a floor-to-ceiling window with a view of the Seattle skyline that looks out through the city toward the Sound. I sit down, fish the questions from my satchel, and go through them, inwardly cursing Kate for not providing me with a brief biography. He could be ninety or he could be thirty. The uncertainty is galling, and my nerves resurface, making me fidget. To be honest, I prefer my own company, reading a classic British novel, curled up in a chair in the campus library.
Not sitting twitching nervously in a colossal glass and stone edifice. I roll my eyes at myself. Get a grip, Steele. Judging from the building, which is too clinical and modern, I guess Grey is in his forties: fit, tanned, and fair-haired to match the rest of the personnel.
Another elegant, flawlessly dressed blonde comes out of a large door to the right. What is it with all the immaculate blondes? Taking a deep breath, I stand up. Grey will see you in a moment. May I take your jacket? Blonde Number Two frowns and eyes the young woman at the desk. Olivia scoots up immediately and scurries to a door on the other side of the foyer. Please be seated. Grey will be another five minutes. She sits down, and they both continue their work.
Perhaps Mr. Grey insists on all his employees being blonde. I have definitely worn the wrong clothes. He turns and says through the door. He turns, sees me, and smiles, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners. Olivia has jumped up and called the elevator. She seems to excel at jumping from her seat.
Grey will see you now, Miss Steele. I stand rather shakily trying to suppress my nerves. Gathering up my satchel, I abandon my glass of water and make my way to the partially open door. I push open the door and stumble through, tripping over my own feet, and falling head first into the office.
Double crap — me and my two left feet!
I am on my hands and knees in the doorway to Mr. I am so embarrassed, damn my clumsiness. I have to steel myself to glance up. Are you all right? Would you like to sit? It takes a moment for me to find my voice.
In a daze, I place my hand in his and we shake. As our fingers touch, I feel an odd exhilarating shiver run through me. I withdraw my hand hastily, embarrassed. Must be static. I blink rapidly, my eyelids matching my heart rate. He looks mildly interested, but above all, polite. His office is way too big for just one man. It matches the coffee table by the couch.
Everything else is white — ceiling, floors, and walls except, on the wall by the door, where a mosaic of small paintings hang, thirty-six of them arranged in a square.
They are exquisite — a series of mundane, forgotten objects painted in such precise detail they look like photographs. Displayed together, they are breathtaking. He cocks his head to one side and regards me intently. Apart from the paintings, the rest of the office is cold, clean, and clinical.
I wonder if it reflects the personality of the Adonis who sinks gracefully into one of the white leather chairs opposite me. Next, I set up the mini-disc recorder and am all fingers and thumbs, dropping it twice on the coffee table in front of me. Grey says nothing, waiting patiently — I hope — as I become increasingly embarrassed and flustered. I hope. I blink at him, unsure what to say, and I think he takes pity on me because he relents.
I frown, dragging my wayward attention back to the task at hand. My cheeks heat at the realization, and I sit up and square my shoulders in an attempt to look taller and more intimidating. Pressing the start button on the recorder, I try to look professional. To what do you owe your success?
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His smile is rueful, but he looks vaguely disappointed. I employ an exceptional team, and I reward them well. I work hard, very hard to do that.
I make decisions based on logic and facts. I have a natural gut instinct that can spot and nurture a good solid idea and good people.
His eyes flare momentarily in surprise. The harder I work the more luck I seem to have. It really is all about having the right people on your team and directing their energies accordingly.
I look at him, and he holds my gaze steadily, impassive. My heartbeat quickens, and my face flushes again. Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His overwhelming good-looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? That gives me a certain sense of responsibility — power, if you will. If I were to decide I was no longer interested in the telecommunications business and sell up, twenty thousand people would struggle to make their mortgage payments after a month or so.
I am staggered by his lack of humility. I flush. Of course, I would know this if I had done some research. I change tack.I work hard, very hard to do that. Grey, get a grip. I am on my hands and knees in the doorway to Mr. Leading me on?
When have I ever felt this cheerful? My run will take me on my usual route to check on her building.
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I just need to get through my final exams. She admires him and takes an interest in his success because she cares about him. No one should be this good-looking. Her hunger is unexpected.