Anastasia Rose.

Baaack.

// I'll reply tomorrow. Feeling pretty shitty right now. 😔 Goodnight.

Gonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane.

-- is there anything else that you need, @ScarredCEO?

- with a small "customer service but not really an ordinary customer, it's @ScarredCEO smile" on her lips.> There you go, Mr. Grey. -

- sections that they stored the cable ties in. Anastasia used her slightly trembling fingers to grab a bag of them, turning to @ScarredCEO -

We have them in stock, @ScarredCEO. Follow me. <Her throat was so dry and she could barely concentrate as she led him towards one of the --

Legs, legs. Legs.

<Rolls my eyes, hard.>

-- the picture. She cleared her throat.> Yes, yes. What are you looking for, @ScarredCEO?

-- wanted him. It was awkward for her to think about, considering she's never had a crush on anyone, really. Until @ScarredCEO came into --

-- tingly and warm inside. She had never had the strongest urge to be close to someone like she did with @ScarredCEO in his entirety, she --

-- never met anyone that made her feel the way that @ScarredCEO does. She heard about it on TV, and from friends, also in books. She felt --

<She struggled to keep her breathing at a reasonable pace as she gazed at @ScarredCEO in his holiness, my god, was he gorgeous. She'd --

// oh my god vine.co/v/OxmKYnuPO2i

-- to find the right words to say to @ScarredCEO, her heart was pounding like a humming birds wings.>

-- set of words.> Ana, just. It's just Ana. @ScarredCEO, you're in here.. <She spoke, her cheeks flushing to a bright pink as she tried --

-- growing in her throat. Anastasia blinked rapidly while her undivided attention stayed on @ScarredCEO, squeaking out her next --