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Chapter 2

EPOV

"Andrew, did I or did I not tell you that I needed those numbers on my desk before four o'clock? It is now five thirty," I said angrily into phone as I glanced down at my watch. "You know that it is the opening night of Salt and I have to close this deal by the end of the day. If the documents aren't on my desk by six, don't bother showing up to work on Monday."

I finished the call before he could say anything. This was just another example of why I preferred to do everything myself. People are unreliable and apparently don't understand that when Edward Fucking Cullen gives you a deadline you better make it or you'll find yourself without a job.

The name Cullen meant something in New York and I wasn't afraid to use it to my advantage. My family consisted of my father and mother, Carlisle and Esme, and my two older brothers Emmett and Jasper. Emmett married Rosalie into the family and my little niece, Kate, arrived on the scene not too long after. Jasper recently married Alice. My bothers used to be my wingmen but now they are whipped by their old ball and chain. Our family was seen as royalty in the high society social circles of New York's finest. Being that I was the only Cullen brother still on the market and named New York's most eligible bachelor the past two years, I had a numerous amount of women clamoring to get into my bed in hopes of becoming Mrs. Edward Cullen. What all of those idealistic women don't know is that I do not plan on settling down anytime soon.

My father, Carlisle Cullen, started this company and spent his entire life, putting everything he had into Cullen Enterprises. His hard work paid off and now my brothers and I were able to bask in it. He is known in the business world as a legend for building a multi-billion dollar company before the age of 25. He groomed his three sons to be just as successful in the business world.

Carlisle retired this past year leaving me the CEO position of Cullen Enterprises. My brothers never had any desire to run the company, though they are major shareholders who continue to sit on the board. They both chose to be more involved in various other personal business ventures.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"This has to fucking stop Edward," Carlisle reprimanded as he barged into my office throwing a tabloid on my desk. He had a furious look on his face. He unbuttoned the jacket of the tailored black designer suit he was wearing and sat across from me.

Hi, dad it is nice to see you too.

I glanced at the offending object that he had thrown in front of me. The cover of the tabloid had a picture of my latest conquest and me. Tanya I think her name was? I hadn't seen her since that night, but this picture reminded me of her gorgeous, perky tits and her luscious ass. Fuck, I was getting hard thinking about all the ways she let me take her that night. Maybe I will call her up for a repeat performance.

"I have had it with your behavior. I have turned a blind eye to it in the past thinking that it was something you would grow out of like your brothers did, but it looks as if I am going to have to intervene," he said as he shook his head. He stood and started to pace back and forth in the room as he continued his diatribe.

"It is getting out of hand. Did you know that you that your mother is being shunned by the women in her social circles and charities because they are holding it against her that you have fucked more than half of their daughters? Not that she usually cares for the opinions of those insufferable women, but it is preventing her from doing the charity work that she lives for."

I really was sorry for the position that I had put my mother in. She didn't deserve those women's contempt. Unlike most of the fake, vapid and unbearable women that filled most of the coveted spots of New York's highest society, my mother was the most compassionate, genuine woman I had ever encountered. She used her position to bring attention to overlooked charities and tried to make a difference in the community. I had the utmost respect for her.

"I didn't know that. I am sorry," I replied feebly.

"Yes, well you will have to tell that to her yourself," He told me knowing that I really did feel ashamed for doing something to hurt Esme. "Not only has this hurt your mother and our family's reputation, but it has also has hurt this company. You, as the face of Cullen Enterprises, have to demonstrate that you are more than your glutinous, self-serving lifestyle. Who is going to want to enter into business with a man who cannot even display that he can make sound choices in his personal life? Our clients are starting to doubt my decision in giving you the CEO position."

"I have been telling you the last year that something had to change, but you have ignored me. That is why I have decided that I have no choice now but to give you an ultimatum. I am demanding that you settle down and get married by the end of the year, or I will make you step down from your position-"

"You can't do that," I cut him off in a loud voice.

There is no fucking way that he could be serious. I might be sorry for how my behavior has affected Esme, but if he thought that he was going to take away everything I had worked for and my prerogative of being able to fuck a different pussy every night, than he must have lost his fucking mind.

"Lest you forget, I am still the majority shareholder of this company which makes me your boss. I am also your father; you will do well to remember those two things. I can and, mark my words, will fire you if you do not go through with this. Don't test me, Edward. You turn thirty this year; it is time that you stop acting like a child and start talking responsibility for your actions. I don't care who you choose, but this being June, gives you only 6 months to find and marry a girl. Do you understand?"

I just sullenly nodded knowing that he was right. He could fire me if he wanted. I couldn't let that happen. This job was the only thing I had ever wanted.

"Don't think of telling anyone in the family about this. I will not be made out to be the bad guy. You brought this on yourself. I will see you at the house on Sunday night for dinner. Try not to be late this week," he said with a note of finality as he turned around and walked out the door.

Well this is just fucking great. The past year Carlisle had been nagging me to keep myself out of the press. He encouraged me to stick to one girl and give monogamy a chance. I did try a couple of times, only to find out that a single girl couldn't hold my interest. Geez, most of them couldn't even string a comprehensible sentence together. How was I supposed to put up with that for more then one night?

I know I am a good-looking bastard. Add that to my wealth, reputation, and the confidence in which I conduct myself, women are defenseless when it comes to fighting off my advances. So because of this I have became a selfish fucker who self indulges himself on the women that flock me. Look where that has gotten me.

Fuck.

So now tonight, in addition to celebrating the opening of my new nightclub, Salt, I was expected to find a blushing bride to be? What a fucking joke.

I pulled out my vintage bottle of Macallan 1926 whiskey from my desk. I poured myself three fingers and forced it down my throat, savoring the burn. Tonight was going to be a long night.

A/N: To be honest I am just writing this as I go. I have a vague idea of where I want this story to end up, but that might end up changing. If you have any suggestions or things that you want to see happen send me a message or post a review. I can't guarantee that I will write what you say, but I will take it into consideration! Thanks for reading. :)