Full summary: Bella Swan, house maid to the Cullen's; Carlisle, Esme, Edward and Emmett. Bella is invisible in their eyes; she's seen and heard when they need her. But after several inappropriate encounters with Edward, everything changes. Edward must then make an important decision in Italy at his friend's wedding; Love or Life? His happiness or his family's? His rich luxurious lifestyle, his adoring fiancée or Bella, the house maid?

Inspiration was a Taylor Swift song and a little help from my own head I think. Title inspiration my amazing friend pastelroses. She's helped me with a previous story and now she's a close friend. Don't know what I'd do without her.

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Chapter 1

I groaned as my alarm went off and rolled over to switch it off. Half past four. In the morning. The time I usually wake up. I pulled my bed covers off and swung my legs out of bed. Urgh. It was so early and yet I felt awake already. But then again, when you have a job like mine with employers like mine you couldn't expect any less.

Isabella, 'Bella' Swan, that's my name, I'm twenty six years old and I work as a house maid to my wonderful – not – employers, the Cullen's. The snotty rich and obnoxious Cullen's. Carlisle, the man of the house works as an investor in real estate and for a record label. His wife, Esme, in charge of local fundraisers, well not so much local as in all over the U.S. and parts of Italy – they have a villa in Verona – she is kind enough to invite me to the local ones, as long as I don't say I'm associated with them. And then there are their darling children, Emmett and Edward. Emmett works with his father's friend, Aro at a giant law firm in New York, obviously pleasing his father immensely. Whereas Edward is in Harvard Medical school, he's hardly home but due to his rich status he's managed to get a year off to spend time with his family. He arrives home in two weeks time which means I've been doing double shifts for her majesty, Esme.

I've been flat out as it is and now I have to cut down my sleeping time and socialising to a bare minimum. Angela Weber is the other maid in the house, but she only works three days a week because she lives so far away, whereas me, well I live in the attic of this mansion. My room or apartment was used as Mrs Cullen's art studio before they renovated the balcony and she set up her things there, so it was well decorated and had massive glass windows from floor to ceiling with a black wooden edge around it. The bathroom was a decent size and the space I was using of this one roomed apartment was adequate, so I wasn't complaining. I separated all my furniture and living areas by small bookshelves and screens, it was easier than having an open planned apartment.

I quickly showered and dressed in my plain black skirt, white blouse and slightly heeled shoes before grabbing my bag and heading out onto the balcony and down the stairs around the outside of the house to the third floor of the five storey house. Angela was dusting the shelves in the lounge when I entered via the balcony doors; she smiled politely before continuing with her work.

I set about my work and only started making breakfast when I heard someone stir on the floor above. I quickly began mixing the pancake mix I had set on the side an hour ago. I quickly had the stove fired up and the pan hot enough to start making breakfast just as Emmett came into the kitchen rubbing his stomach and smiling brightly at me.

He came back two days ago so that he could be here when his brother arrives and also because he had some news to tell his parents. He and his long term girlfriend, daughter of Aro, Rosalie were getting married. Of course his parents were over the moon and ordered champagne for all the staff, which was awfully nice of them. We all had a party of our own in the garage celebrating Anastasia's fifty-first birthday. The Cullen's were oblivious.

"What's for breakfast?" He asked his stomach growling in unison.

I laughed and replied, "Pancakes, if that's okay with you sir?"

He smiled and laughed, "It still feels weird to be called sir. But please don't stop."

I smiled at his gentle yet vain humour and said, "Do you know when Mr and Mrs Cullen will be up sir?"

He stared at the pan with the pancakes and then after collecting himself replied, "They shouldn't be too long. Mom doesn't like to sleep in late, she says it messes with her 'internal clock'," He air quoted which made me snort, "Whatever that means."

As if she had heard us, Mrs Cullen walked into the kitchen, already dressed with her hair pinned up in waves, not a hair out of place. She smiled sweetly at her son, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Morning darling," She greeted before giving his attire a dirty look, I snorted at her face, earning a glare from her, "Emmett dear, how many times have I told, when you come down for breakfast, please get dressed for the day first."

Emmett rolled his eyes at her and sighed, "Mom, I've told you before, I don't get dressed until my stomach is satisfied. And it wasn't when I woke up so I came down to have some pancakes, which are taking forever." He pouted at me, a smirk on his face and a playful glint in his eyes.

"I'm sorry sir. They're nearly done now." I said serving a few pancakes to Mrs Cullen first, knowing that it wouldn't be enough for Emmett. Mrs Cullen thanked me sourly and walked off into the dining room.

Emmett chuckled, "Sorry about her, she never was a morning person, even when we were younger."

I laughed as well and he started telling me about Rosalie and how he couldn't wait for me to meet her. I doubted she would be very polite considering I was her fiancé's parents house maid but I was willing to give her the benefit of doubt. Emmett stayed with me in the kitchen and ate nearly two dozen pancakes while chatting about New York and how much I would love it. Mr Cullen came down not long after his wife, just like Emmett in his pyjamas even though his hair was combed back.

Mr Cullen was very attractive, a perfectly shaped face, dazzling green eyes, shimmering gold hair and looked about fifteen years younger than he was. He had always been the most polite out of him and his wife towards me. She had been polite at first but she didn't like the friendship Emmett seemed to say we had, so she got nasty.

After Emmett had gone to get dressed I cleaned the kitchen up and then headed to clean the bedrooms. I was completely exhausted by the time it was time for lunch, so Angela bravely agreed to take over kitchen duty for the rest of the day. I thanked her and continued cleaning around the house, putting my all into everything I did. Soon I realised it was time for my break so I threw my apron into the closet in the kitchen and headed up the stairs to the second floor balcony and then made my way up the stairs to the attic. I checked my phone and noticed I had three missed calls from Jacob. I forgot to mention I'd been engaged to Jacob for nearly a year now. He was a mechanic and was looking into buying his own garage in Italy because he knew how much I wanted to live there. I was fluent in Italian and was saving up all my money to go on a three week break there with Jake.

I was totally in love with him, just as I had been three years ago when I met him outside a bar when my truck had broken down. He'd got my truck running again and I'd given him my number. We dated on and off for about a year when he said he loved me and wanted to make this serious, so he gave me a promise ring, to show that we only had eyes for each other. He was unbelievably sweet and even had mine inscribed. It read, 'Ionly have eyes for you, my sweet Bella' which he'd had done weeks before he'd given it to me. He had told me he was saving himself for me and I was doing the same. It seemed al the more sweeter that way.I smiled at my phone as I read the message he'd sent me last night before I went to bed,

Thinking of you, goodnight Bella dolce xx

I sighed and threw my phone back onto my bed before heading to the kitchen to make something to eat. I decided to have a ham sandwich which didn't take long but just as I had finished one half I heard Angela's frantic voice coming from outside and he heavy footsteps as she rushed up the stairs. I opened the sliding door and stepped out to see Angela run over to me, out of breath, her face flushed.

"What is it Ang?" I asked holding the top of her arms as she caught her breath.

"Mr –Mr – Mr Cullen . . . the other brother – he's – here. Mrs Cullen – wants – all staff – down immediately." She panted before turning on her heels and heading back down the stairs in a frenzy.

I cursed and started fixing my hair and my uniform before following Angela down the stairs in the same frenzy of panic. He wasn't supposed to be here yet! He wasn't supposed to be here for another two weeks! His room hadn't been made or gotten ready for his arrival yet and nothing had been prepared for is welcome home dinner which Mrs Cullen was going to prep us on next week.

I finally made it onto the balcony and I rushed inside and ran for the lounge only to run straight into something. I fell back and hit the floor hard, my head cracked against the wooden flooring and I cursed. I heard a loud booming laugh, Emmett, a snicker, Carlisle, and a tsk of disapproval, Esme. And then I heard a soft, velvet voice next to me.

"Are you alright? Miss? Open your eyes, please miss." The voice was frantic and worried and then when the snickering and laughing grew louder the voice turned angry.

"Stop laughing! She hit her head off the floor she could be concussed!"

My eyes fluttered open and I came face to face with a familiar yet unfamiliar pair of green eyes. They were framed with dark long eyelashes which made my heart beat wildly in my chest. His hair was a strange bronze colour, but it looked brown, his skin was pale and looked smooth. I wanted to stroke his cheek but then I seemed to collect myself and I blushed heavily at the embarrassment.

"Are you alright?" He asked again, his voice soft again.

I nodded and looked away from his gorgeous eyes. My heart still wouldn't behave itself so I thought 'oh what the hell!' and looked back up at him. He smiled slightly and offered me his hand, I took it and he helped me up carefully. My head started to throb as I stood upright and then I felt myself sway slightly before two hands were firmly around my waist.

"Easy there, I don't want you to hit your head again." He smiled at me and I think I might've fluttered my eyelashes without realising it but it seemed to have the effect I was hoping for and he stared deep into my eyes.

"I'm terribly sorry."I breathed, suddenly aware of how close we were.

"It's nothing, I just hope you're okay,"He replied in the same tone. He let me go and took a step back, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"It's nice to meet you anyway Mr Cullen."I said formally stepping over to the line of staff that were all staring wide eyed at me. I cursed mentally and then composed myself.

"Right!" Mrs Cullen said, clearing her throat, "Edward, darling I wanted you to meet the staff so you knew who to call for if you ever needed something, but I'm going to have to keep it short now so. . . one at a time, say your name and what your position is."

"Maria, and I'm in charge of laundry." The tall red haired girl said she was quite polite, most of the time.

"Anastasia, and I'm in charge of silverware." She was arched over a little. Old age I guess.

"Felicity, and I'm in charge of laundry also." Her short blonde was in a pony tail, which was unusual, she usually had it down.

"Angela, and I'm in charge of any cleaning on the second floor." I smiled at my good friend and she smiled back.

"Lorenzo, and I'm in charge of the gardening."He was a legal immigrant from Italy, he was helping me keep my Italian up to scratch.

"Victor, and I'm in charge of keeping all the vehicles in working order." Moved here from New York last year, why? I don't think I'll ever know that answer.

And then it was my turn.

"Bella, and I'm the house maid and cook."

Mrs Cullen scowled at me, "Its Isabella, not Bella. We've been through this."

I hung my head,"Sorry Miss."

We were all dismissed and I heard Mrs Cullen start asking Edward questions about how school was. I took a sneak peak back and saw him looking at me as well. I smiled slightly and headed to the kitchen. I had grabbed my apron and started on dinner. Mrs Cullen had sent Emmett in to tell me that she wanted the Lamb joint for dinner seeing as it was a special occasion. Emmett had apologised for his mother and then walked back out to his family.

Well , I never said this family was boring did I?

Thats it for chapter one! Hope you enjoyed it Chapter two will be up on sunday or monday. Its laready finished but I want to makeyou wait because I'm evil! :)

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Thanks again to pastelroses who might not remember the conversation we hadabout this story but she encouraged me to write this further because she thought it was really good so go check out her awesome stories! She's an amazing writer!

~Love Nicole xx