A new begining to Mistaken Identity...

EPOV

This day was never going to end. The phone was ringing off the hook, my father was breathing down my neck, and I was so stressed I felt like I was going to burst into flames. I need to let go of some of this stress if I am going to get anything else done today!

The office was all out to lunch and most would be gone for at least a couple more hours… I would just need to make a quick call.

I reached down and pulled my cell phone out of my pocket feeling less stressed just by the thought of it. 'I hit the speed dial number 7 and waited. The dial tone beeped a few times until a sexy voice picked up on the other end.

"Twilight Services. Good afternoon Mr. Cullen. This is Victoria." The operator said seductively into the phone. I subconsciously wondered what this women looked like, on the phone she always sounded hot and confident. My dick twitched at the thought of it; damn I need to get laid.

"Hello Victoria, I was wondering if I could require the services of Tanya today." I said in a nonchalant way. I had done this countless times and had fallen into a pattern. I had no time for any type of relationship and it was the only way to fulfill my need on my schedule.

"I am so sorry Mr. Cullen, but Tanya is not available at this time." Victoria mumbled into the phone, "But we do have other experienced women who would be glad to assist you."

FUCK! I don't have time for this. For the last 4 months I have always had Tanya. She was easy. She didn't speak English, sexy as hell, and knew exactly how to get me off. But as my cock kept reminding me I wasn't exactly in the position to be picky. I have little time and I need to be able to get my work done.

"That is fine. I need whomever you think is most qualified here within the next twenty minutes. I am displeased that Tanya is unavailable." I murmured angrily.

"Absolutely Mr. Cullen I am so very sorry for the inconvenience. "

"Just make sure she gets here quickly." I snapped and hung up the phone.

BPOV

I could feel his lips on mine. He was crushing himself to me like I was his salvation. I needed him just as badly. I grabbed his silky hair in a fistful only to bring him closer. I couldn't breathe but at the moment I couldn't manage to care. I just wanted him. Our lips moved in sync, battling for unspoken dominance. He held me protectively against his chest, unwilling to let me move so much as an inch. He moved to kiss my neck and I was thankful for the reprieve. I was extremely lightheaded from the lack of air and was breathing heavily, but I wasn't the only one.

I could feel his chest move in and out in an irregular pattern, just as mine did against him. This man was to perfect it was like he was taking my every desire and using it against me. Every touch, every kiss, every emotion was what I wanted. He knew me so well, too well.

Off in the distance I could hear an annoying beeping sound but I couldn't let go of him to find the noise. I needed his touch. However I could feel him slipping away from me. His body was less powerful against mine, his lips slowed in pace, and his breathing slowed down completely. I leaned forward to capture his lips in mine once more, but he was already gone.

And I was left staring at the ceiling while my alarm was going off.

Of course the dream man was too good to be true, they always were. The guy was only a figment of my imagination, someone my subconscious created to torture me. I looked over at my alarm to shut off the annoying beeping and noticed the time.

Oh shit I am so late.

I can't believe today of all days my alarm decided not to work. I was so screwed. I had to take a shower get dressed and get over to Cullen Investments in the next 20 minutes or I would never get to my interview.

I need this job. I had barely a week left of cash and my rent was due on Monday. If I didn't land this job, I was going to be out on the streets. Why did I have to take out so much money in loans for college! I am in so much debt and I can't even find a job where my degree in English means anything.

It was by chance that I even got this interview. My friend Jessica works for Cullen Investments in the legal department and she heard about an assistant position for the CEO. I had never had much experience in those respects, but I was a fast learner.

I had no time to waste waiting for the water to get warm, so I quickly jumped into the freezing cold shower and washed myself hastily. By the time I was done I was a popsicle! My teeth were chattering together so hard I thought they were going to break at the impact. I blow dried my hair the best that I could and attempted to but on some makeup. My hands were shaking so badly for the cold i was afraid to but on any eye makeup in fear of looking like a clown.

I grabbed my purse and folders with my resume and ran out of my apartment hopping to catch the next bus to downtown. Hopefully the traffic in Seattle wouldn't be bad at this time of day.

EPOV

Ten minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes. WHERE THE HELL WAS SHE! I was getting nervous. My staff would be back soon and I didn't want to explain why a mysterious woman was walking out of my office all sexed up.

I heard the elevator ding and I stood up from my desk chair and quickly unbuttoned my collar and undid my tie. I was almost nervous to see who Victoria had sent, hopefully whoever this girl was she knew what she was doing.

I walked out into my reception area only to find an average looking, brunette women looking around completely confused. She wasn't ugly by any means… her cheekbones were high, her body thin, and her face was like porcelain with a faint red blush coloring her cheeks. She was beautiful, only I wasn't used to simply beautiful women coming from Twilight Services, I was used to the best of the best. The women you see in playboy had nothing on some of these girls. This girl just looked average, but as I said before I wasn't picky.

I went over to the confused woman and took her by the hand. She looked up at me, completely dazed.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Cullen. Will you follow me into my office?" I murmured as I lead her back to my office. I could feel her tensing up at my side; I thought I asked for an experience girl? I walked into my office and locked the door behind us. He just continued to stare at me with those penetrating eyes before she mumbled something under her breath that I couldn't understand. But finally she spoke.

"Hello Mr. Cullen, I was told that I had an appointment with you at one o'clock. I am sorry I am a bit late, the traffic is extremely heavy getting into the city." she said more confidently. He voice was so very soft, hopefully her methods weren't.

"No need, we can just get to business" I motioned her to the desk and she sat down in the chair? What was she waiting for? None of the girls I have had in the past took this long to engage, should I say something to get her going? I don't have much time, so foreplay was out of the question. I went over to the seat she was in and leaned forward so I angled over her. She raised her face to meet mine, with a look of apprehension in her eyes. She looked extremely nervous and didn't move an inch. I decided that I was going to have to make the first move myself.

I laid my hand under her chin and tilted her face towards mine. Slowly I lowered my lips to hers. There was a strange electric spark that passed through us at the moment. Not something that would make me jump away in surprise, but something that would encourage me to deepen the kiss. The girl seemed hesitant at first, but as our lips moved in sync she seemed to loosen up and participate more. I kissed her hungrily. Our tongues intertwined and battled for dominance. I was hard as a rock and I could not take this any longer. I stood up and with my hands wrapped around her waist, I brought her with me.

She seemed to need me as much as I did her. I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me holding me to her. I took her to my side of the desk and set her down on the wood surface. I pulled away to let her breathe and I moved my lips down her neck. From her jaw to her collarbone, back and forth. She let out a slight moan and I wanted to take her so badly.

"Mr. Cullllllennn" she moaned, "This …" she couldn't finish her thought. I moved my lips back up to hers and my hands roamed her body. They started at her silky smooth thighs moving up towards her magnificent breasts. I went back down and played at the bottom of her blouse and slowly inched it upwards as she moaned into my mouth. My cock twitched at the sound. I quickly lifted her shirt and pulled away from her kiss to lift it over her head. We were both breathing heavily, trying to catch our breaths. I felt her hands at the bottom of my shirt and I quickly stepped back and complied with her wish, I slid my shirt off and at the same time I unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them. I quickly lowered them down my legs and stepped out. The girl was staring down at me, she looked like she was going to faint. Her skin was flushed but her eyes were full of passion.

I was nearing concrete status, I need this so badly. Luckily the girl was wearing a skirt. I grabbed the bottoms and slowly pushed the fabric up until it rested on her hips. She leaned her head back and made a sound that I thought was going to make me come right then. She wore black lace underwear that made her look like a fucking god. I wanted her so badly. I bent down and took the lace fabric between my teeth and slowly started to pull the material down her legs. It felt as if she was vibrating with pleasure. The fabric was so moist; I knew that she was having the same reaction to me that I was to her. Once I removed her underwear I stood back up and captured her lips in mine once more. I jerked in surprise when I felt her warm hands tighten around my cock and begin to stroke. Now it was my turn to moan. I grabbed a condom out of my bottom desk drawer and hastily tugged in on.

She must have taken my reaction as motivation because her hand reached out and began to move faster, squeezing and pulling. Driving me more towards my release. I reached down despite what I wanted and stilled her hands. She looked at me confused. Instead of answering aloud I placed myself at her entrance and she gasped. I took both her breasts in my hands and began kneading them as I pushed forward. We both moaned deeply at the sensation. I pushed into her until I was all the way in. I swear my eyes rolled back into my head because of how good she felt. She was so tight and warm I had to concentrate so hard to keep myself from releasing into her. She started to move against me.

I couldn't wait any longer I took her hips roughly into my arms and pulled her to me. I thrusted so hard into her and her hands wound their way around my back and dug in. It felt so good.

Fast and hard.

We both were breathing heavily and sweating against each other in pure ecstasy. I felt myself coming undone and I needed her to come with me. I nibbled at her ear lobe and she shuddered in pleasure when I whispered,

"Just let go, you feel so good, come with me." I instantly felt her walls tighten around me as her climax took over. I instantly felt myself reach my orgasm as I spilled into her. I continued to thrust, riding out my release for as long as possible.

We sat there entangled with each other for what seemed like eternity. When our breathing became normal again I hesitantly pulled away from her and began to get dressed.

When I looked up at her after putting my pants back on. She looked utterly embarrassed and a deep blush colored her cheeks. She instantly jumped up and pulled down her skirt and found her shirt on the floor. She wouldn't look me in the eyes, strange.

She grabbed her purse and rushed out of the office. What had just happened? That was by far the most pleasurable sex I have had in a very long time and she just storms off without a word or even her name? I guess I could just call the company and ask, but for some reason I forgot in the moment who she really was.

She was just a prostitute and I was just the one who paid her salary. It just felt so damn good and different. Most of the women from that service get me off, but no one has ever made me feel the way that girl just had. Victoria picked a good one and I think I just found my new regular.

I retied my tie and sat back at my desk. I was no longer stressed and I still was coming down from the high. I was completely blissful. Until the door opened, and in stepped a woman dressed in an all-black cocktail dress that barely covered her ass. She had short blonde hair and wore too much eyeliner. Her heals were at least four inches tall. She stalked into the room like a cat, and I just sat there confused.

"Hello Mr. Cullen, I'm from Twilight Services. My name is Irina. Sorry I am late, but I think we still have time to play." She murmured. I instantly jumped out of my seat and ran over to her.

"I believe one of you colleagues was already here, Victoria must have double booked you?" I questioned.

"No, I was just called. Traffic was a bitch sorry I'm so late, I know you said twenty minutes." She said as her hands began to roam over my chest.

WHAT THE FUCK! Who was the girl I was just with, the girl who made me feel like no one ever had? My heart began to beat faster and I felt like I was going to be sick.

My assistant, Angela stepped into my office then and looked Irina up and down and quickly looked at me. Her face was blank and for that I was grateful.

"Mr. Cullen I am back from lunch and I was wondering how the interview went?" Angela said in a muted tone trying not to look at the bleach blond in front of me.

"What interview?" I spat out in complete horror.

"The interview for your second assistant. Isabella Swan was supposed to meet you here at one o'clock, did she not show?" she asked.

I felt like I was going into shock, how could I have been so blind. First she didn't look like any of the other girls I have ever had. Second she was so hesitant at first. And third she rushed out of my office without a word about payment. Fuck I am so screwed, what am I going to do? Angela looked at me for an answer.

"No, she most certainly came." I replied. Hopefully she didn't hear the sarcasm in my voice or the irony of my words.

BPOV

How could I have let that happen! What the hell was I thinking? I am not that kind of girl! I am not some whore! Sure he was gorgeous and practically jumped me, but I was there for a JOB! What am I going to do…Obviously he thought I was someone else, who that someone was, I don't think I even want to know.

I don't know what happened. One moment I was standing in the elevator picking my makeup in the reflection and in the next he was pulling me into his office, kissing me with those soft, plump lips. Pulling me to the desk while holding me hard against his rigid body. It felt so good….

STOP! I don't have time to think about this. Whatever just happened, I had to forget about it and Cullen Investments. If anyone ever found out about what happened today, I would never be able to find a job in Seattle. I would have to move to some random city in the desert, work as an underpaid English teacher, and never come back.

Breathe Bella, just breathe. Soon all of this will be a forgotten memory. I am sure the CEO of Cullen Investments would never want the news to get wind of this, so for now I am safe. And Late.

Alice was meeting me for lunch downtown in ten minutes. Before I am able to come within a mile of that girl, I need to think of a story and calm down. She has known me my whole life and she will immediately sense something is wrong.

I could simply tell her that Mr. Cullen had to reschedule. No she wouldn't believe that, not seeing as this interview has been on the books for three weeks. I could say that Mr. Cullen was looking for someone different, someone he could fool around with. Oh wait that's probably true! Alice would want her husband Jasper to sue the bastard for sexual harassment.

I am just going to tell her, I was late to the interview and he refused to see me. God, I hope she isn't on her game today because just by my own inspection in the mirror you could tell something was off.

Getting off at the correct stop, I walked towards the small café on 13th avenue and hastily scanned the room for my friend. Alice's Porsche was already parked outside.

Alice, as always, was sitting on the terrace wearing some outrageous outfit, totally unbefitting of a small family run café. She was small in stature but she wore monstrous heels with the slightest of ease. She was in a long, teal, flowing dress that reached to the top of her Channel boots. Her hair was short and black. She styled it almost straight today which was unusual for her. Normally she would wear it in some sort of disarray. However, she called it strategically placed pieces.

"Hey Alice!" I said as I took a seat at her table. She looked up from the magazine she was reading to give me a small smile. She wasn't acting like herself, something is wrong.

"Alice, what is wrong? Is everything okay with Jasper?" I said leaning in to place my hand on her shoulder.

"Everything is fine, don't be silly. I am just not feeling very well today, that's all." She faked a smile at me. But I could tell something in her eyes wasn't right.

"Alice…" I began before she interrupted me and I picked up my water and took a sip.

"So how did the interview go, did you charm the pants off the CEO?" Alice questioned and I almost spit water all over her face. Thankfully, I composed myself before I answered.

"I was late getting to the interview, and he had a meeting scheduled. So he couldn't see me."

"Oh that's not like you, what did you do not set your alarm?" she said paying little attention to the fact she almost had a wave of water come in her direction.

"Alice, I know something isn't right with you. I have known you long enough to know when you are not telling me something."

"I am scared" she whispered.

"Oh honey, what are you scared of? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with you and Jasper, did you guys get in a fight or something?"

"No, no Jasper is perfect, wonderful really. It is me. I don't know if… I think that…. I just don't know if I will make a good mother." She poured out in a rushed. I could feel my jaw drop to the floor.

"Alice your PREGNANT! Why haven't you told me!" I whined and got out of my seat to give her a big hug.

"I just told Jasper this morning. So technically I didn't not tell you, I just didn't tell you when I found out, which was last week. I am sorry Bells. I just got so caught up in myself, wondering how Jasper was going to feel and if I can even do this. I never thought I would be a good mother Bella. It's just scary now, to think that I will HAVE to be."

"I will help you every step along the way. You are not alone Alice." She finally smiled and took a deep breath.

"So do you think it will be a girl or a boy?" she wondered aloud.

"Hopefully, a girl." I smiled while I internally added because men are pigs. The rest of lunch we talked about everything. A baby shower, a nursery, and everything going on in her life.

Alice never asked anything else about the interview, and for that I was thankful. I never wanted to think about this day ever again. As I drove home, I tried to think of other businesses I could apply to in the city. There had to be some other place looking for entry level positions for college graduates. I just needed a foot in the door, and I could build a career from there.

It was nearly ten o'clock by the time I got home. I was emotionally and physically exhausted from this day and couldn't wait to crawl into my warm bed and sleep away this nightmare.

I went into the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge when I saw the voicemail machine was blinking. Optimistically I hoped it was one of the other companies I applied to. But when I heard the voice from the machine, I froze.

"Ms. Swan, this is Edward Cullen. I just wanted to inform you that your interview has been rescheduled for tomorrow at 9 a.m."

And that was all the message said, no "Hey I enjoyed having mind blowing sex this morning." No "I am sorry for thinking you were some whore."

It was short, simple and to the point. He wanted to see me again, and for what purpose I wasn't sure. I felt like some little kid waiting for her punishment.

"I am so dead."

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