E.L. James

I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can__ love me.

I think you can only be truly mad at someone you really love.

I hug him tightly. __ can__ imagine my life without you, Christian. I love you so much it frightens me._ __e, too,_ he breathes. __y life would be empty without you. I love you so much.

From: Anastasia SteeleSubject: MoaningDate: May 31 2011 19:39 ESTTo: Christian GreyGotta go.Laters, baby......From: Christian GreySubject: PlagiarismDate: May 31 2011 16:41To: Anastasia SteeleYou stole my line.And left me hanging.Enjoy your dinner.Christian GreyCEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.

Your stepfather? I'd like to meet him."Oh no... why?"I'm not sure that's a good idea."Christian unlocks the door, his mouth in a grim line."Are you ashamed of me?""No!" It's my turn to sound exasperated. "Introduce you to my dad as what? 'This is the man who deflowered me and wants to start a BDSM relationship'. You're not wearing running shoes.

I shrug, trapped. I don__ want to lose him. In spite of all his demands, his need to control, his scary vices. I have never felt as alive as I do now. It__ a thrill to be sitting here beside him. He__ so unpredictable, sexy, smart, and funny. But hismoods_ oh _ and he wants to hurt me. He says he__l think about my reservations, but it still scares me. I close my eyes. What can I say? Deep down I would just like more, more affection, more playful Christian, more_ love.

Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes from Aladdin's lamp all rolled into one

You've brushed your teeth," He says, staring at me."I used your toothbrush."His lips quirk up in a half smile. "Oh Anastasia Steele, what am I going to do with you?

Now please don't refer to yourself ass some woman I fuck occasionally because, quite frankly, it makes me mad, and you really wouldn't like me when I"m angry.

We always hurt the ones we love, darling. You__l have to tell her you__e sorry. And mean it and give her time. - Grace Trevelyan-Grey to Christian Grey

You are one brave woman," he whispers, "I am in awe of you.

So you__l get your kicks by exerting your will over me.___t__ about gaining your trust and your respect, so you__l let me exert my will over you. I will gain a great deal of pleasure, joy, even in your submission. The more you submit, the greater my joy _ it__ a very simple equation.___kay, and what do I get out of this?__e shrugs and looks almost apologetic.__e,_ he says simply.

You don't know much," he murmurs. "You know all the wrong things." "Wrong? Not to me." He shakes his head. He looks so sincere. "Try it," he whispers. A challenge, daring me, and he cocks his head to one side and smiles his crooked, dazzling smile. I gasp, and I'm Eve in the Garden of Eden, and he's the serpent, and I cannot resist.

How could he mean so much to me in such a short time?

If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.

The platinum Omega watch he gave me at breakfast on our first morning in London obscures the red line. The inscription still makes me swoon. AnastasiaYou are My MoreMy Love, My LifeChristian

It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car" Christian Grey

Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His over-whelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? I wish he'd stop doing that.