I've been working for Edward for a month and I'm miserable. All he does is yell and throw things. What does this company even do? Ugh I'm not cut out for this. I walk back inside the office with coffee in hand. I walk into Edward's office he's not back from lunch yet. I walk into my office and see Jessica typing away like a mad woman. I sit her mocha latte on her desk sit down at my desk.

Jessica rises and says "Can you go to Denali dry cleaning to pick up Mr. Cullen's dry cleaning?" She hands me the ticket. I take it and put my trench coat on.

I walk eight blocks away from the building to the drycleaners. I walked inside and froze in panic looking at the Devil himself. He only went by a different name on earth though, James Nomad. In his Armani suit on his cell phone. James was a ex-boyfriend who was very emotionally and psychologically abusive to me during my freshmen year of college. He was thirty and I was eighteen looking for someone older and experience who could show me what a normal relationship was like.

He did the exact opposite though. He alienated me from my friends, controlled my wardrobe, made me spend all of my time with him, then one day we were arguing and he shoved me into a wall. He left after that and I dumped him over the phone and moved in with my friend Leah for a while. She, Jacob, and my friend Alice forced me to tell me what was wrong so I told them all about what happened. The next day James came to my apartment with a black eye and gave me a check for five thousand dollars to keep quiet.

I now have two options go back to work empty-handed and be fired or be strong and get my bosses clothes.

I take a deep breath and walked to the clerk an adolescent girl with red hair with a blue stripe hoping James is too busy harassing someone on the phone to notice me. I hand her a ticket and she walks to the back. She comes back hands me a black clothing bag. "The company already paid for it." She says in a thick New Jersey accent.

"Thank you." I say.

"Isabelle Swan." James says from behind. I walk out without talking to him. "Hey Bella." James calls after me. I walk faster down the street. I feel James' hand grab my arm tightly and makes me face him. "I was talking to you." He seethes.

"Let me go." I say weak.

"Come with me. I never finished showing you all the greatness of sex." My skin crawls remembering he was my first. That's only because he manipulated me.

"Hey! What's going on!" A police officer says. James lets go and I runaway from him faster than I ever have in my life. My chest burns as I take the long way back to the office but I don't stop. James could have paid off the cop, he has a habit of paying people to stay out of trouble.

My heel on my left foot breaks off and I hit the pavement. I get up and sit on the bench. This day couldn't get any worse. I unzip the dry cleaning bag and check Edward's suit for damage. It's still pressed perfectly, no imperfections unlike it's owner.

"Why aren't you at the office!" A crazed familiar voice yells at me. I look up and see Edward poking his out from the back of a black limousine.

"Mr. Cullen I-I was just chased by a mad man." I say panicked close to sobbing.

"Fuck wrong with you?" Edward says quieter in confusion.

"Bella!" I hear James say.

"Is he bothering you?" Edward groans.

"Yes." I say.

Edward get's out of the limo and walks over to me on the sidewalk. "Go into the limo Bella."

"But-." I whisper only to be cut off.

"Get in the fucking limo if you want your job." he seethes. He curses too much for a sane person. I limp to the limo and sit down in the back.

James walks up to the bench and he spots me in the limo. "Hello Bella." He says grinning.

"Stay away from her." I hear Edward bark at him.

"Why would I do that? Isabella and I have history." James puts an emphasis on history.

"Well she's with me now so fuck off!" Edward says and gets into the limo leaving James shocked. I look out the limo and see James making obscene sexual gestures towards me. "Bella." Edward says softly.

"Yes Mr. Cullen?"

"Why would you ever be with that monster?" Edward asks pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I was eighteen then. I didn't know any better."

"Well if he ever bothers you again tell me." Edward's voice gets ominous and he says "I can make him disappear."

"No problem Bella. It get's me so mad when men think they can abuse woman. There are some sick people out there Bella, you have to be careful. Understood?" He says with authority.

"Yes Mr. Cullen." I whisper.

"Call me Edward. We've known each other since we were kids. I think we can be on a first name basis, right?"

"Right."

"Bella can you hand me that file?" I lean over his lap and grab a manila folder. I hand him the folder and I can feel his eyes wander to certain parts of my body causing me to blush.

After work I go home and see Rene doing her Jane Fonda work out. "Bella darling." She calls from the living room.

"Yes mother?"

"You got a call from a young man named James. He said he wanted to talk to you."

How did he get my house number? I'm in trouble now.

"Thanks mom." I say and run upstairs to my room.

If I tell Charlie he'll just get his friends on the force to kill James and I don't want my father to be apart of a murder. Jacob is at school, Alice would just paint his car or cars pink, and Leah will just send a threatening phone call that will only provoke him.

I sit on my bed and get my cell phone out. I call the Cullen's. "Hello?" Esme asks.

"Hello aunt Esme?"

"Hello Bella." She says cheerfully.

"Hi." We engage in a conversation about how her renovation and interior design business is going and how do I like it working for Edward. I lie and say I love it and how great Edward is being. "Speaking of Edward. Can I have his number." I ask her.

"Of course sweetie. It's 305-528-2786 (Call the number it's Flo Rida's)."

"Thank you." I say and she hangs up.

I call Edward and he answers after the second ring. "What is it?" he asks angered.

"Hello Edward it's Bella."

"Is that bastard bothering you again?" he asks.

"Yes he called my house."

Edward sighs and says "Don't worry. By the end of the week you'll be safe. Just give me an address for him. It could be his current or past doesn't matter, I can track him."

I give him James address and say "Thank you Mr. Cull- I mean Edward."

"Sure Bella. All you have to do is relax now. I want you calmed and ready for anything."

"Yes Edward."

"Thank you Mr. Cullen." I whisper.