Title: Forbidden
Rating: G (higher later)
Genre: Romance, AU
Pairings/ Characters: Eduard/Bella, Jacob
Summary: She had just lost her job when she came across the ad in the magazine. She was so desperate, it took her four seconds to take her cell phone out and dial the number.
Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm poor.

She had just lost her job when she came across the ad in the magazine. She was so desperate, it took her four seconds to take her cell phone out and dial the number. Apparently they were desperate too: she had a meeting that same afternoon to see if she was fit for the job.

Dressed in her best clothes, she saw the large building from afar. She was early; she wanted to give a good first impression. She came through the building security and went up to the sixth floor.

The office was as imposing as the building. Big glass doors and white walls covered with paintings gave an air of importance that Isabella had never seen in any of the offices she'd work for.

A secretary in a dark blue suit and high heels guided her through many glass doors until they arrived to a large meeting hall where she told Isabella to sit down, turned around and closed the door behind her. The room was empty but the oval shaped table surrounded by elegant chairs was filled with papers and folders.

She was wriggling in her chair, crossing her legs and uncrossing them again, trying to find a comfortable position when she heard the door opening and the secretary giving instructions to someone she could not see.

"Jacob!" she yelled, as soon as the familiar form crossed the threshold.

"Bella? What are you doing here?" he said, hugging her. "I thought you were working in W&G."

"I quit. Well, not really, they just–" she stammered.

"They fired you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, no. Not really. They just wouldn't pay me," she answered. "But enough about me, I haven't seen you in ages. Tell me about yourself!"

"Well, I came back three months ago and–"

The door opened for the second time and several important looking executives came inside. Behind them there were four other candidates to the job (she could tell because they didn't look elegant nor important), and they all took a seat.

Isabella remembered her nervousness and started twitching her fingers on her lap. The executives introduced themselves and told the job aspirants what they wanted and what needed to be done. They had to do some test –psychological and cognitive– and then the executives would be able to continue the selection process.

The next few days Isabella and Jacob diligently did everything they were told to do and at the end of the week, they met in a café and waited for the call while they updated each other.

Jacob told her that he left to Canada as soon as he finished high school. He studied, lived and worked there for five years until he decided he wanted to come back. He was halfway through the story of the ex fiancée he left in Canada when Isabella`s cell phone rang. It was one of the executives of the company telling her she needed to sign contract and star working right away.

She could hardly suppress a wide grin and she started bouncing on the chair with such force she almost fell down.

"I got it, I got it!" she yelled as soon as she hung up the phone. Jacob smiled feebly and congratulated her. "Don't worry, I'm sure they'll call you in a minute!" she said, reassuringly.

They ordered something to eat and Isabella tried to distract Jacob from the fact that his phone was still silent, but her predictions were ultimately correct (only maybe a few hours late) and he did receive the call telling him he got the job.

"That's great!" she said, shoving a piece of chocolate cake inside her mouth. "We'll be co-workers."

"Yeah," Jacob answered, smiling widely.

"Oh shit, I forgot, when do we have to go to sign the contract?"

"On Monday, Bella," he answered patiently. "You haven't changed a bit."