A/N: So yeah, I know I'm pretty late and I apologize. I learned that my professor died earlier this week, and I had to pause to say a prayer for her and give my respects. Also, UFC Fight Night Maia vs LaFlare was also this week so had to watch that. Anyway, I'm still going to finish the prompts maybe later tonight. (Not like anyone cares. Haha)

But anyway for this story, I got the idea from a review Snowpink39 gave in another story about having a sort of similarity with Fifty Shades of Grey. So I thought of using that for the Evil AU theme. And to everyone who is a fan of the books, please note that this an Evil AU. So its really supposed to be the evil side of things. In my interpretation of course.

Songs for this is the Crazy in Love cover in the Fifty Shades of Grey soundtrack and Number 1 Crush by Garbage.

P.S. Snowpink39 this is for you!

P.S.S. This should probably be named Fifty Shades of Grayson :))

CRAZY IN LOVE FOR MY NUMBER ONE CRUSH

(Evil AU)

"I look and stare so deep in your eyes,
I touch on you more and more every time,
When you leave I'm begging you not to go,
Call your name two or three times in a row,
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain,
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame yeah.
'Cuz I know I don't understand,
Just how your love can do what no one else can.

Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right now,
Got me looking so crazy right now, your touch
Got me looking so crazy right now
Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy in love's,
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love.

Crazy In Love, Sofia Kalberg

"I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine

I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
And tear it apart

I will lie for you
Beg and steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me

Violate all The love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored

I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you."

Number One Crush, Garbage

"So Raven, what were the other questions that you were going to ask me?" Richard Grayson, CEO of Wayne Industries asked the college student in front of him. This was supposedly an interview for a magazine that she was currently spending her internship in. The young, twenty three year old billionaire looked dashing in his black suit and blue tie. His electric blue eyes were alight with a mischievous gleam in them, while his lips were constantly in a devilish smirk. It would seem that there was some part of himself that was enjoying the interview, which completely puzzled the girl before him.

Raven Roth, the incredibly smart and talented journalism student from NYU was asked to interview the billionaire for her internship requirements. Many girls would have killed (and this was not an exaggeration) to have gotten her assignment, but the purple-haired beauty was not fazed in the slightest. Her violet eyes still had a deadpan stare in them, wondering why the billionaire was so excited for an interview that she just wanted to get over with.

"I actually just have one question left, Mr. Grayson. I'm so sorry I've taken too much of your time." She said in a respectful tone.

"It's no bother at all. It has actually been such a pleasure spending all this time with you." He replied with his smoldering blue eyes, which instead of enticing Raven, only brought fear into her heart. It raised all of her alarms, telling her that whatever this guy was selling, she shouldn't buy it.

With a nervous gulp, she went on to ask the final question, "I apologize for the question, but our readers have to know, what is the one trait that you look for in a woman, or a potential partner?"

His eyes instantly darkened at the question, casting a shadowy look in them as he said, "Well Raven, I'm not sure I can tell you that. That is something I only tell the girls that I potentially would want to date."

"Oh no, it's okay. If the question is too personal, we can just skip the question. You don't have to answer anything that you're uncomfortable sharing." She assured him, nervously wondering if she had overstepped her bounds with that question. She knew that it was too personal, but her editor pushed her to include it anyway.

But to her surprise, he suddenly let out a throaty chuckle. "I'll tell you what, I'll give you the answer, but it will not leave the four corners of this office."

Raven raised a brow at what he said, not fully understanding the terms of his condition. He knew that this was for a magazine interview, what good was his answer if she wouldn't be able to use it in the article? But she still had to respect the wishes of her interviewee, so she gave him a nod.

"Good. Now come closer, I wouldn't want anyone else to hear."

She did as she was told and got up from her chair. She brought herself in front of his desk, awaiting his answer. But then he leaned forward and whispered, "Closer."

Raven had no idea what was going on but she still obeyed. She dipped her head so she was right in front of him, but that still was not enough. "Closer." he whispered once again.

All of the defensive alarms suddenly rang in her head, but she still drew closer to the man before her. In fact, she was so close that she was right beside his ear; she could feel him breathing from where she stood. And that was when he finally whispered his answer. "I like strong-willed girls, because when they finally break to mine, then that is the sweetest victory of all."

"Raven! Why didn't you include the last question? About what type of girls he likes?" one of her female co-workers screeched as they all gathered around her the week after, wanting to know what happened with her meeting with the young billionaire.

"He said it was too personal for him. He wasn't comfortable to share that with the world. I've told you guys that already." She explained with an irritated expression on her face. She had already submitted that article over a week ago, and she wanted to focus on new stories but her officemates still brought up the interview whenever they had a chance.

In hindsight, she actually wished that she didn't do the interview in the first place. After her fateful meeting with the CEO of Wayne Enterprises, she has been receiving multiple gifts from him. And all of them were extravagant. He has sent her an entire entourage of flowers, the most delicious Swiss chocolates, the latest Macbook, Swarovski diamonds - she had them all returned to their sender. She didn't understand why he was doing all those exaggerated gestures. She didn't include his answer in the article that she had written so there was absolutely no need to bribe her.

Right on cue, another package was delivered to her in their office. All her co-workers squealed, excited for her and tried to find out what was sent to her this time. Raven simply rolled her eyes at their childhood antics. When she finally got the box and opened it, she saw that it was an iPhone 6. She raised her brow at the gift, finding no use for it. She already had a working phone in her hand, and she certainly didn't need an iPhone bribe from a billionaire who had too much money he had no idea what to do with it anymore.

She was about to return a phone when she saw a text message suddenly appeared on the screen. The number was unknown but she saw that it said "For Raven." Curious as to what the message held, she opened it and only saw one sentence: "Go up the roof now."

Ten minutes later, Raven was on the roof of their office building and was in shock at what she saw. She couldn't believe her eyes as she was seeing a helicopter, right on top of their office building. And right outside said helicopter (and was slowly walking towards her) was none other than the young billionaire himself, Richard Grayson.

"I didn't include the last question in the article, sir. There's no need to bribe me with any more gifts or grand gestures." She explained instantly once Richard was close enough to hear her over the helicopter.

"Sir? Please, call me Richard." was his reply, as he took her hand and placed a soft kiss upon it. "And I already knew that you didn't include the last question in your article, Raven." His lips were in that devilish smirk again, which might have melted any other woman's heart, but it only brought fear upon hers.

"I don't understand. Why are you here then?" she asked, replacing the fear in her heart with confusion. She couldn't let him smell her fear - it would only show vulnerability and weakness, which she believed she had no luxury of showing with him.

"I'm here for you of course. I've missed you since the last time that we spoke, and honestly I would have visited you sooner had I not been so busy with my work."

Raven's eyebrows were still scrunched up in disbelief, not sure what to make of this billionaire's words. There had been cards on the gifts that he sent, saying that he had missed her and wanted to go out with her, but she didn't pay them any mind. But now, she was now regretting that decision.

"I… really don't understand what this is about." She slowly spat out every word with her narrowed eyes, looking as confused as ever.

Richard simply let out a laugh at her adorable expression. "Well if you're so clueless, why don't we take a ride in my helicopter and I'll explain everything inside?"

A look of apprehension instantly flitted through Raven's face. From confusion, her emotions quickly escalated to outrage at his blunt proposition. "Just because you're a handsome billionaire, doesn't mean I will go anywhere with you in your helicopter. If you haven't noticed, I'm not the kind of girl that you can easily just sweep of her feet with some expensive gifts and a fucking helicopter. I have no idea who you are or what you want with me. I've already told you that the article didn't include the last question, just like you had asked. What else do you need from me?"

"Oh Raven," he sweetly whispered, "I didn't mean to offend you. I apologize if I haven't made my intentions clear enough, but as you can see with my many grand gestures, what I want with you has nothing to do with the article that you wrote about me. If it hasn't gotten through your thick skull yet, I am quite fond of you. Our encounter might have been short, but I have found myself playing it over and over in my head, just to relish in the memory of you. So to answer your question, that is the reason why I have been sending you lavish gifts. That is the reason why there is a helicopter before you now. But I can see now that that is not the way to your heart. Since that is the case, then I have a proposition to make to you. Allow me to take you out to dinner tonight, and if you do not enjoy it, then all my grand gestures will stop here. How does that sound?"

To say that Raven was shocked by his confession was an understatement. Never in a million years did she imagine that the nationwide heartthrob would suddenly find an interest in her, after spending an hour with her in a boring interview. She wasn't sure if this was all some elaborate prank of some sorts, but looking toward the billionaire in front of her, she could see that he wasn't joking at all. His heartbreaker blue eyes were looking at her expectantly, as if he was begging her to say yes. And though she was utterly irritated and inconvenienced by him, she let out a breath and said, "What time?"

Raven was scolding herself in her head for even agreeing to this dinner. She was walking in the most expensive restaurant in the city wearing a dark blue dress that dipped low in her chest, and ended just below her knees. Her hair was styled up in a bun to accentuate the beautiful necklace that she wore. She was picked up by his private limousine and brought to this restaurant, so she can only imagine how much he spent for this night alone. Not that money was ever an issue for the billionaire, but Raven felt uncomfortable when she was showered with unwarranted attention. She just wasn't that kind of girl.

And she wanted to make this perfectly clear as she finally reached their table at the very far end of the restaurant. They were secluded in a booth with pristine white accents and a chandelier on top of their heads. Richard was already waiting for her, with two champagne glasses ready for them to drink. She wasn't late at all for their dinner. He was just creepily early.

"I'm glad that you came." He said as he stood up and allowed her to sit in her chair. His head dipped dangerously low to hers to catch a whiff of her scent, before he stood up and sat across from her.

"I trust that your trip here was quick and uneventful? No hiccups along the way?" he asked with a gorgeous smile on his face.

Despite her fear of this man, she couldn't deny the fact that he was utterly handsome, and it was taking all of her willpower not to fall to his charms.

She took in a deep breath as she focused on pushing him away. He can't know that he was slowly getting under her skin – she can't show weakness to the man before her.

"Why are you doing all of this, Mr. Grayson? I'm sure you can get any girl that you want - any celebrity, any supermodel in the world. Why are you spending all that time and effort on an intern?"

"Please, call me Richard." He implored with his smoldering blue eyes. "And I have already answered your question before, haven't I, when we were up on the roof? I told you that I was intrigued by you, in our very short interaction. I found it your look quite fascinating. Tell me, does anyone in Hollywood, or anyone else in the world for that matter - have amethyst eyes and purple hair like you?"

"The purple hair is dyed."

"Doesn't matter - it still adds to your exotic beauty. Your pale skin makes the colors stand out. Frankly, I haven't seen anyone with beauty such as yours."

That made her cheeks blush in the lightest shade of pink, and though she tried to hide it, he was able to catch the change in their color.

"And I'm glad to see that I'm finally getting through to you a little. You have shot down all of my efforts to woo you. I had never gone as far as offering a helicopter ride for anyone, and even that you still said no to!" he exclaimed with a laugh. "Do you know how hard it is to get building and city permits to fly your helicopter from one building to another? I had to make a million dollar deal with your publishing house before they allowed me to land my helicopter there."

Raven instantly felt horrible for just rejecting him like that after all the efforts he took for that gesture. "I'm sorry." She mumbled as she nervously took a gulp of her champagne.

But her guilt was suddenly erased as she saw the wicked gleam on his face. "You don't have to say sorry for anything."

She was going to react to his creepy expression but their food was delivered to their table at that exact moment, and she was momentarily distracted by the delicacies before her.

Richard devilish smile grew even wider.

It was well into the night and though Raven didn't want to admit it, she was enjoying herself. They learned a lot about each other, and she realized that he wasn't as one-dimensional as he seemed. He was a martial arts expert, was very fond of motorcycles, and was surprisingly so good with computers that he could have been a hacker for the NSA. She found out that he actually enjoyed diners more than the fancy food that they were eating right now - and she couldn't agree more. Surprisingly, he also shared that he was very obsessive on a lot of aspects of his life, whether it was in his work, or in a rival in the business world. He didn't say anything about lovers though.

And it seemed that he fell in love with Raven even more. He found out that she was the most well-read bookworm that he had ever met, reading everything from Romeo and Juliet to the Britannica encyclopedia. She did a lot of meditation and some yoga on the side. And she was incredibly witty with her sarcastic humor. She had him laughing most of night with her quips and jokes. But what he loved most about her was that she was so unique - out of all the women that he encountered in his life, he has never met anyone who was even remotely like her.

And he knew that he had to make her his.

When they finally finished their meal, Raven glanced at her watch and said, "I guess I'd better be going. It's late and I still have to be early for the publishing house tomorrow."

"Call in sick. Tell them you're spending the day with me. I just made a deal with them so it's a perfectly legitimate excuse." Richard replied, placing his hand over hers to stop her from leaving.

"No that's okay. I just really have so much to do tomorrow and -" before she could say anything else, her vision suddenly became blurry. Her head started spinning for no reason and she could barely sit up straight.

"Raven, what's wrong?" she heard his voice say, but she couldn't give her reply as she blacked out right then and there.

"…Safe."

"Green….. word."

"Wouldn't know… safe…"

"…. Is the safe word."

"Raven…"

As she came in and out consciousness, she could hear a voice say random words to her, but none that she could recognize or understand. When she finally did regain consciousness, Raven tried to desperately open her eyes. But she made the most terrifying discovery: she couldn't see a damned thing. Everything was black in her vision. She instantly panicked - she had no idea where she was and she was blindfolded. She tried to move and arms and legs but she quickly realized that was strapped to a bed. She tried to take a feel of her surroundings, but she couldn't really make out much. All she knew was that she was strapped to a very soft bed, and that she was stripped to her underwear. And that was it. Panic raced to her veins as she started screaming at the top of her lungs, asking for help from whoever could hear her. But a lone voice instantly silenced her, a wicked excitement laced in his tone.

"Please keep quiet, Raven. I do not wish to kill you or to harm you in any way. I only want to have some fun with you, if you would let me."

Raven instantly stopped in her struggles and recognized the voice before her. She couldn't believe the situation that she was in. She was basically held hostage by the billionaire she was just having a lovely dinner with just moments ago. She never thought that he had it in him to do something like this. Fear raced in her heart as she tried to escape once again. "Richard! Richard! Get me out of here! I swear you will not get away with this -"

Everything that she was going to say disappeared from her lips as Richard took it all in his mouth. He kissed her deeply, forcibly moving her lips against his own, demanding her kisses and just taking them from her lips. She was utterly shocked by his sudden actions, but she couldn't deny that his lips were so skilled, and she had no choice but to kiss him back - no matter how much she tried not to.

When they finally broke apart to breathe, she was breathless, her chest heaving up and down as she desperately tried to catch her breath. She could feel him smiling even though she couldn't see his face. "See Raven, we can actually have fun tonight." Richard whispered as he started kissing her neck. "I'll tell you what, I'll let you go without any repercussions, I will even have a helicopter fly you home and never speak or interact with you again… on one condition. All you have to do is… Tell. Me. The. Safe. Word."

She listened carefully to his offer as she tried her very best to stay sane despite his constant nips and kisses all over her body. It was a valiant effort on her part not to let out a moan whenever he kissed her skin as if she was a goddess, and he was praising her with his lips. She did her very best to concentrate on all of their conversations that night and even before, those random voices she was hearing before she could regain consciousness, as well as the color codes for BDSM but then -.

He bit on her neck suddenly and made her gasp in pain, and then swirled his tongue over the bite to give her a wave of pleasure. He then placed butterfly kisses on her collarbone, making sure she couldn't keep her thoughts straight and she wouldn't realize his plan before it was too late. "From the moment I saw you, I knew you were special. I knew I had to have you. And as you can see, I am willing to do everything in my power to do that."

Raven could barely understand what he was saying as she so desperately wanted to deny the pleasures that he was giving her. She bit back another moan as he kissed lower to her chest. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before he would end this game of theirs and she would have no way out.

"C'mon Raven. It can't be that hard. What is the safe word?" he whispered in her ear after giving a little tug. "Or are you ready to give yourself to me?"

And that was when she realized it. Her eyes went behind her blindfold as Richard worshipped her stomach. What started out as a low moan from her mouth became a full sentence: "There is no safe word."

She heard him chuckle and felt it reverberate on the skin of her stomach. She felt him lift up his head and place it right beside her ear, while he placed his hand over the cloth of her underwear. "My Raven, you've finally got it. From that time that you entered that restaurant, you had no chance to escape. You were already mine."

And that was it. Raven conceded to defeat as they went into another deep kiss, and allowed him to make her his own.