Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, not me.

My name's Bella and i live in New York. I moved here recently with my best friend Alice. We share an apartment together. Even though i tell her everything, like other best friends she sucks things out of me, i wanted to keep this a secret. I don't want her to think low of me. Anyway, it started on a Sunday evening...

Ever since i moved here, i was desperate for a job. I thought about writing as a career, but i was told it wasn't for me. So then i went to thousands of interviews, not sure what they were for anyway. I got plenty of declines, some maybes and a yes. What this job was for, i didn't know. But the money was good. No good reason to decline.

So on Monday Morning, Alice, being the shopaholic she is, bought me thousands of work clothes. Even though none of us knew what i was doing. So she took a blind guess which lead to me wearing a black really short dress which just reached mid-thigh. The sleeves reached to my elbows and it was v-necked which showed my cleavage. If that didn't satisfy Alice, she made me wear Jimmy Choo berry ankle boots. How does she afford this stuff?

Anyway, back to the story, after deciding what i wear i took a shower. Then i tried to sneak in tights but Alice refused like i was a child desperately after something i can never have. Just my luck. After wearing my revealing dress and squeezing my feet in the boots. I was ready to go to work. But of course, Alice had to do my hair. It was a good thing, she was running late for work so she did a quick tight bun which gave me the feeling that today my hair wasn't going to fall out.

Not that I'm old or scared, i would just look strange. I like the sun but i wouldn't prefer my head reflecting it. Back to the main story, it's funny how many times i change tracks...

I took a cab to the building which give me employment.When i reached there, i remembered it instantly. The building was popular. Over fifteen floors filled with different jobs to offer people. I swear Spread Magazine was located in one of these floors. But i wasn't working in that department, i was working as a secretary to one of the lawyers on the 10th floor.

I entered the building to be exclaimed that what i was wearing wasn't different to what they were wearing. On my way to the elevators, i got smiles. Not the warm ones, ones that tell you that you fit in. But i knew i didn't. Of all the things to wear, i would wear jeans and tank tops. If it wasn't for Alice, they would have been giving me dirty looks.

I squeezing myself inbetween two bone-skinnyblondes- you'd think there would be less space. Only to hear gossip about single eligible bachelors and what's in season. My type of friends. Floor 10. Ping. Time to get out. To my surprise, the blondes got out to.

Great. They were the receptionists.

"Um, hi. Today's my first day of work here. My name's Bella Swan." Her facial expressions told me she wasn't expecting me.

"You'll be Edward Masen's secretary. His office and yours is on the floor up. On that floor there are three doors. Go to the one on the left." She said it as fast as she could. Thank god the jealous tone in her voice made it hard for her. Wonder why she was jealous.

Anyhow, i followed her instructions. Inside the left door was not what i expected. It was a big room with comfortable black leather sofas and a small desk next to a door. This must be my office and a waiting room. The door adjoining this room had a person in it. Or what seemed like people in it. I heard cold curses and shattering vases. Who ever was in that room was obviously not in a good mood.

So i decided to seat myself on one of the sofas. Waiting for the monster inside to calm down. Only a few minutes later, he came out. My God. Was he my heart beater or what? With bedroom bronze hair and beautiful green eyes, he'd have any man falling at his feet.

Finally noticing me, he had a crooked grin plastered onto his face like he had won the lottery.

"Well hello, how may i help you?" It was a good thing i was sitting, i would have fallen at his feet if he had just said one word in his sexy and musical voice.

"Hello to you to, I'm Bella Swan your new secretary." Where did that come from? Last time i checked, i was scared of talking to dead people.

"I wonder what i must be then." Huh? Oh no. Did he hear that thought? Don't stand there looking like mentally disturbed idiot! Play dumb!

"Pardon?"

"I wonder what i must be then."

"Pardon?"

"I wonder what i must be then." Why is he repeating that?

"Pardon?"

"I wonder what i m- forget it!" Gosh could this god shout even louder?!

"Why did you snap at me? I was just asking a question."

"Pardon?"

"I said 'Why did you snap at me? I was just asking a question'."

"Pardon?" What is wrong with him? All the positive thoughts i had about him just vanished.

"Please stop."

"Pardon?" Asshole, he's mimicking me.

"Look! I'm your secretary, can we refresh our meeting?"

"No." He really seemed upset.

"Why not?"

"I don't employ thieves." Was he calling me a thief?

"What did i steal?"

"My heart." Oh my god, was he hitting on me?

"Are you hitting on me?!"

"I only spank, would you like me to demonstrate?" There we go, the crooked smile came back. "I'm sorry, my behaviour was completely out of line." He said with the most heart-breaking face. Who could not accept his apology?

"It's fine, can you please tell me what to do now?"

"Sure, let's discuss this over a cup of coffee. What do you say?" Coffee and my boss. Hell yeah!

"O.k!"