Hey...i was inspired by a tv series show to write this story. And it has lots of vulgar words. This story is going to be short and i hope it satisfy you all. Enjoy!!
I do not own anything.
"Bella, get in now!" the voice on the phone screamed. Great. What now? I got up from my chair, leaving my messy table. I walked to the door and knocked twice.
"Come in," the voice said behind the door. I took a deep breathe, preparing myself to face him. I finally opened the door and walked in. I walked to his table and studied his face. He was pinching the bridge of his nose, clearly frustrated with whatever was going on.
"Bella, what is this?" He threw the folder onto the table. I picked it up and looked at it.
"It's the Camara file which you asked," I replied.
"Of course I know it's the Camara file. Do you think I'm an idiot who doesn't know how to read? I want to know what the hell this is!" He snatched the file from my hand and flipped to the page that he wanted. He pointed the page to me.
"So?" he asked.
"Err…that's Mr. Cullen's work, I think."
"There are lots of Mr. Cullens here, Bella. I do not need to remind you that."
"Your father. Err..I meant Mr. Carlisle Cullen. I took this file form Angela, his secretary. I guess he must have added that," I replied. He picked up the phone and started dialing.
"Dad. What is going on? Since when did this Camara's business have to do with Dennis?"
"What you mean that it's all taken care of? Do you know who he is? Why are you doing this to me?" He shouted to the phone. He was never the gentleman. He was the playboy and the black sheep of the family. Although he carried a respectable reputation but he had no manners at all.
"Fine," he snarled. He slammed the phone and glared at me.
"What are you still doing here, Miss Swan? Don't you have work to do?" Gosh. I totally hate this guy.
"If there's nothing else, I would like to go back to my work now," I said politely.
"Of course there's lots of stuff. Isn't it clear to you since you have a mountain of documents waiting for you on your desk?"
"Right." That was all I could reply. Bella, calm down. Take a deep breathe. Get a grip. He's not worth it. He's just another spoilt brat born with a silver spoon in his mouth. I slowly walked out of the room and collapsed into my chair. Phew. Any longer there and I might actually rip his throat. Suddenly my phone rang.
"How's my best friend doing at work now?" the voice said cheerfully.
"Alice, what's the purpose of this call?" I chuckled.
"Can't I call my best friend whenever I want to?" Alice whined.
"We both know you don't call me at work especially it's nearly noon when we could actually meet up for lunch," I explained.
"Fine, you caught me. Rosalie and I can't make it for lunch later. The other models are hard to work with, making us behind the schedule. We're so sorry, Bells." Alice and Rosalie were part-time models. They only did it for fun.
"It's ok. I have tons of work waiting for me too. Gosh, I hate Mondays when all the work piled in during the weekends."
"Who in their right mind love Mondays? Anyways, they are calling for me now. Bye."
"Go do what you do best, Alice. Ciao." I looked at my desk, deciding which one I should start first. I started typing all the documents and making phone calls for appointments. Soon it was 5.30. I sighed. I still had lots of work to be done and I had no doubt that tomorrow would be less. I continued working, hoping my work would end soon. While I was typing the onto the Leti's case, I saw Edward walking out of his room.
"Miss Swan, what are you doing here?"
"I've lots of work to be done," I answered flatly. I continued typing and was glad when he finally moved away. I massaged my temple and closed my eyes. I had been staring at the screen for the whole day and my eyes were straining in pain now. I looked at the side of the table. There was one more file left. After I finished typing the Leti's case, I saw someone approaching me. I was surprised when the person stood in front of me was Edward Cullen. I looked at him and saw his carrying something.
"I thought you might need food. It's already past 8.30," he said. I continued staring at him. My evil boss had bought me dinner? I can't believe it.
"Is there a catch?" I asked.
"No. Why do you think that?"
"N-n-no-nothing," I stuttered. He placed the food in front of me and it was a Chinese takeout. I opened the bag and saw there were two boxes in it. His hand suddenly grabbed one of the boxes and sat in front of me. Is he going to eat in front of me with me?
"Aren't you hungry?" He gestured to the food in front of me. I slowly took out the box and helped myself. I suddenly felt self-conscious as he was sitting opposite of me, probably wondering why he was being kind to me.
"So Bella, why are you still doing your work now?" he asked, breaking off the awkward silence.
"Because I want to finish them?" I answered sarcastically.
"Sarcasm doesn't get you to anywhere. Seriously, you can actually do all of this tomorrow."
"Well I would be able to do so if there isn't much work to do," I blurted out.
"And what do you mean by that, Bella?"
"Have you ever wondered why most, wait scratch that. I mean have you ever wondered why ALL your secretaries before me had quit their jobs within a week?"
"And may I know how did you acquire that information?"
"I have ears. And many warned me to not take up this job."
"Why is that so?"
"The truth?" He nodded.
"On one condition. Whatever I say will not change anything. Deal?"
"Deal. So why do they warned you to not take up this job and help me? The pay is very high and you get to meet all the socialites."
"Although the pay is high and there are many advantages in this job, but all of those don't cover on you."
"What do you mean?"
"You are the most arrogant, selfish bastard I have ever met."
"Care to elaborate? Don't worry. I won't punish you for what you are going to say," he smirked. My mouth hung open. He was unbelievable.
"Can you see that? Did you hear what you have just said? You think you are the smartest person on earth. You think highly of yourself. You don't care about anyone else. You are such a self-centered person. You think the world revolves around you. But all of these are not. You are just a…." I was struggling for words.
"Yes?"
"You are just an asshole who's born wrongly to this world," I blurted. I felt so much better after telling him off. Surprisingly, he was smiling to himself instead of yelling at me which I thought he would.
"So that is what you think of me."
"Yup." I continued eating my dinner. It was strange having a talk with him. Well, it was the first time we talked. But that still didn't change my mind. I still loathed him. After I was done eating and typing all the documents, I arranged the documents on the table.
"Ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Come on. I'll walk with you." What?! Did he just knock his head over something? Why is he suddenly so nice to me? He silently walked with me to the deserted car park. For a second, I was grateful that he offered to walk with me. It was so quiet and eerie. He was being gentleman by opening the door and holding it for me.
"Have a save trip. Good night," he said.
"Nights." I drove back to my apartment, feeling curious. Maybe he was changing. Maybe he wanted to be nice for a reason. My mind was creating reasons but I was too tired to be bothered with. I took a nice shower and slept immediately after that. The next day, I woke up and grabbed a strong coffee at Starbucks below my workplace. I shuffled through the reception and took whatever letters which were passed to me. I walked to my desk and was astonished to find a big pile of documents in front of me. Great. Thanks a lot, asshole. I set my coffee down and settled the letters one by one. Edward walked out of his room and stopped right in front of me.
"Please reschedule all my appointments for today. I'm going out now."
"But you have dozens of meetings today which you had postpone from last week."
"I'm aware of that, Miss Swan. Now do your job or quit this job like what others had warned you about. I do not have to explain to you why I am going out now. "
"What?!"
"Yesterday was not supposed to happen. I had no idea why was I trying to be nice to you yesterday. But now, I know what you think of me. If you are not cut out for this job, I'll hire someone else. Millions of people kill for this job." With that, he marched away, leaving me all his work. I was frustrated. He was indeed a devil. I picked up the phone and dialed for rearrangements of his meetings. I was reprimanded and had to even put the phone away from my ears or I would go deaf. Soon, it was lunch and I was eager to get away from my work. I was walking along the shops when I saw Edward with a woman in a restaurant. Through the window, I could see she was all over him. Was this why he had to go out? Is she the reason that I had to reschedule all his meetings? Suddenly, his head turned and we stared at each other for a moment. His head turned back to her when her hand swept across his thigh. I took the opportunity and walked away as quickly as possible. I had to shake the disgusting memory of my head. I just grabbed a sandwich as I had left no appetite in me. I dragged my feet back to my work and sighed at the sight of my table. Finally, it was 5.30 and I was free to go. I shut the computer and packed my stuff. As I closed my apartment door, I saw Alice and Rosalie at the couch.
"Hey." I walked over and sat on the couch with them.
"How's your day?" Alice asked.
"Don't ever ask me that."
"Oohh. Looks like the famous Edward Cullen has done his deed well again," Alice teased. I threw a pillow but she caught it with one hand.
"So what did he do this time?"
"Wait, let me guess. Something to do with your work and his way around a lady," Rosalie said. I nodded.
"Except you can't really call her a lady. A lady is a respectable woman. She on the other hand can be called a whore. She was all over him."
"And you're jealous?" Alice asked sarcastically.
"I was told off many times on the phone when I had to reschedule his meetings. I seriously think that all he thinks is sex. He's not in the office for most of the time. Although he is good with his work, but his ethics are unbelievable."
"Chill, Bella. You can stop working with him and be like us."
"Be a model? Are you nuts?" I said.
"Aww. Come on. We had talk about this many times already. You just can't see yourself clearly," Alice said.
"I'm going to make us a dinner since you two can't fix a meal properly." I walked to the kitchen and started preparing spaghetti. I was humming a song when I heard Alice and Rosalie whispering in the living room. After I was done and served three plates on the table, we sat and ate together.
"This is great, Bells," Alice said.
"What's going on Alice? I heard you two whispering just now."
"Err… Nothing."
"Rose?"
"Nothing you should worry about," she said calmly. I look at the both of them and decided to drop it. I couldn't deal with another drama. They are my best friends. Anything serious, I'm sure they will tell me what it is.
So how is it? Pls review to let me know. I have never written characters who are adults. So i would appreciate for some feedbacks:)