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Bella left the office quickly. I sat back in my chair and watched her leave. She really was something else. She was so infuriating, no one could match her. She was a walking contradiction, she roared at me for calling her a slut and yet she had the nerve to call me fuckward and other such words. I hadn't really mean to call her those things. They just slipped out in the heat of the moment. Then again, I usually did use colourful language a lot of the time but more so when I was around her. I was a business man, and a billionaire but I still like my words. They had gotten me in and out of a hell of a lot of arguments. Suddenly there was a buzz on the intercom. I pressed the accept button.

"Sir….James Connelly is here to see you." Jessica's voice called through on the intercom.

"Thank you…send him through!" I replied stiffly. This was going to be an interesting conversation. A moment later, James stepped through. He was looking cool and collected as always. I pushed a glass of scotch towards him as he sat down. He smiled thankfully and took it.

"Mr. Cullen. I have brought the files you so wished on a one…Ms. Swan is it?" he asked checking through the brown folder he had under his arm. He placed it on my desk and pushed it forward. I nodded tightly.

"Thank you James!" James was my solicitor and a damn good one at that. I opened up the file and flicked through it.

"Did anything of interest show up?" I asked. James smiled. It wasn't one that instilled comfort.

"Indeed I did Mr. Cullen. Several things in fact!" I nodded and waited fro him to continue.

"Well, first of all I checked out her alleged brother who owns the bar in New York and well that all checks out. She did in fact work for him but….he isn't so squeaky clean himself and one would fear that Ms Swan's loyalties would be swayed if put to the test. He was in juvie when she was about sixteen. Drug pushing and grand theft auto. Not a good boy at all. While Ms. Swan didn't actually have any involvement in any of these crimes, she was questioned about the grand theft auto and it was widely believed that she was involved….behind the scenes so to speak!" he explained, taking another drink of scotch. I pushed the pitcher towards him and he poured himself some more. I was looking at him in shock. No way. So that's how she was able to look after the little fight downstairs.

"And is that all?"

"Unfortunately no. Isabella's grandparents are loaded. These are her mothers parents now. They live in a fucking mansion over in Italy and yet there is no contact kept at all. I also discovered that her mother simply…well I'm not sure how to put this but….her mother is….gone."

"Gone?" I frowned. This was getting strange.

"About well…I'm not to sure but when Isabella was about ten…her mother just vanished. No trace what so ever. It was completely covered in shadows. The police weren't called and no body speaks about it. I've asked around and most people don't even know who Renée swan is. I mean she's the girls mother but they just don't understand. They all look at me as if I have two heads. It's really strange!" he said in one burst. I closed my eyes and ran my hand through my hair. James however wasn't finished.

"The final thing I discovered was about Isabella herself. She's had exactly five partners in her young life, most of them were kind of serious. There were no flings or anything like that. I also discovered that she lives with a one Miss Rosalie Hale, in an apartment up a few blocks from here. But what I thought was strange was that Rose is acclaimed to be Isabella's best friend, when in actual fact….when I asked around to her really old friends and to cousins and things…her best friend is actually a one Mr. Conrad Blake." he said. I looked at him strangely. What the fuck did that have to do with anything.

"So?" I asked.

"So Mr. Cullen when I researched some more I soon discovered who Mr. Conrad Blake actually is and that is a very, very, very wealthy business man who lives in Italy. He owns pretty much everything over there. He's just…its ridiculous how rich the guy is. And he's only 22 or 23."

"Yes….while it is nice knowing all of this useless information. What the fuck has he got to do with anything?" I pushed.

" Ah yes sorry, sorry. Well, Mr Blake is also a member of our good friends over at the Volturi. He is in fact a leader of the Italian branch. Your father knows him well. He is in fact one of your fathers best and is also highly volatile and very dangerous." All the breath left my body. Isabella was involved in the mob also. That was preposterous. She couldn't be in the fucking mob.

It wasn't a well known fact that I was involved in the mob. My father actually ran it. It was his mob. But I only dabbled. Well, I didn't dabble per say, more like I ran my own branch in the Volturi. I didn't really care. My father wasn't a fan of violence in fact he discouraged it. The Volturi were mainly a drug pushing group. Mainly coke and other easy shit. It wasn't like an Al Capone mob or anything like that. It just was simply an extra source of income. I didn't care for it to much.

"Now….this is where I ht a brick wall so to speak. I couldn't dig up anything on whether she knows anything about this or why they haven't spoken in years. And Miss. Hale doesn't even know him. In fact I don't think anyone does. So again, I don't know how she knows him or how they met or anything. So I'm sorry Sir but I'm as much in the dark as you are!" and with that he poured himself another drink. I sat with my drink in my hand. Rolling the brown liquid around in the bottom of the glass. I wasn't really one for scotch but my father always said it built character and as such what daddy says, son does. I sat there and thought for a few minutes. James was content to sit and drink.

"Thank you James. I'll get back to you about all of this in a week or two. On your way out could you send Jessica in for a moment!" James smiled and left, taking the hint that our meeting was over. A moment later Jessica's unnaturally blonde hair poked through the door. She sauntered in and sat on the chair. I looked at her sharply.

"Call Dimitri and Emmett in for me. Now!" I was on edge and my anger was starting to show through my voice. Conrad Blake? How could she have met him? He barley ever comes to America and when he does, his time is mainly spent fucking blondes and drinking.

"But….Edward I though me and you were going out to dinner tonight?" she pouted. I frowned. Why the fuck would she think that?

"Jessica….you've worked for me for two years and if you want to make it three I'd shout your little mouth right up got it? We fucked…once. And it was shit, so get over it and do the job I'm paying you way to fucking much to do and get the fuck out of my office. And it's Mr. Cullen. Only Isabella calls me tha_" I stopped myself. I felt as if I was having an outer body experience. I could feel my inner Edward looking at me in shock. What had I just said? Only Isabella calls me that? What. The .fuck? Jessica was glaring now.

"Sorry Mr. Cullen I'll get them for you now!" and with that she stormed out.

Why was Isabella on my mind. Oh that's right…..cause you acted like a complete ass-hat and offended her. Still at least I had this dinner tonight to make it up to her. She better not fucking quit. That would really put a damper on things. I mean the only reason I had my solicitor going through her files with a fine tooth comb was because I was actually serious about giving her this job. All of my employees had to be checked thoroughly. I knew everything about them. The longer they were here the more I knew. Some people like, Jessica, I didn't know much on but others like, Heidi and Dimitri knew everything on them. I knew there bank account numbers, every thing there was to know I knew. Some might see it as an invasion of privacy but it was their choice. Well kind of. I always got the information on them, that was mandatory but the back account stuff wasn't. I asked them after a certain amount of years if they would like a certain bonus or something like that. They usually agreed. I never did anything with the information except sometimes I topped up their accounts if they were doing special work for me or doing extra. Sometimes Emmett would get sent to places to attend functions for me or Heidi going on business trips to hotels and conferences and things. I was a fair boss if not anything else. except to Bella. my mind whispered to me. I glared. Whatever. Isabella was just another girl here at the club and the sooner she cold used to how I treated my staff, the better. But you want her to be more. my mind was spinning itself into tight circles. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and I was snapped back to attention.

"Well, well. My brother couldn't even be arsed coming down to get me himself. No he had to send his retarded secretary down" Emmett's gruff voice sounded from the doorway. I rolled my eyes.

"I did that for you brother. I know how much you love Jessica!" Emmett fake gagged and sat dwon. Dimitri followed him shortly keeping his head down. His eye was still badly swollen and his lip still had the ugly looking black stitches in it. Whatever, that'll teach him about how a man should treat a lady such as Isabella. Dick.

"So what am I here for exactly?" Emmett asked. I smiled slightly.

"Well brother dearest I want you to look after the club tonight. Will you have enough staff?"

"Cool. Should be no problem. Bella's around now so we should cope" I held up a hand shaking my head.

"Isabella is with me tonight. There are some things we need to discuss so you'll have to manage tonight." I explained. Suddenly Emmett's expression darkened drastically.

"Dimitri can you step out for a moment" Dimitri looked terrified and so he did was he was told.

"What happened to Bella last night shouldn't have happened Edward. And she didn't even get extra pay for it. The guy was fucking off his head and she still stood up for the place. She was amazing, you should have seen her. So I'm warning you now Edward, don't fuck with her and that means you NOT going to little romantic restaurants with her and you NOT fucking her." he spat. His tone wasn't angry but more…..warning like.

"Emmett…stay out of it. We're not fucking and we're not even considering that. We need to talk about business you asshole so just sty out of it." I said more sharply than I had intended. Emmett nodded curtly and stood up to leave.

"Leave the place to me." and then he left. Dimitri was still outside so I called him back inside.

"Step security up tonight and begin hiring for new security. Nothing like last night is to happen…got it?" I snapped. He nodded and scampered from the doorway and back downstairs. I put my hands back into my pockets and stood up looking out at my view. The sun was setting and the night was closing in. show time Cullen.

The restaurant was sparse. There was two other couples and one man dining on his own. I flicked my hand at the waiter who took one look at me and nodded. I took my usual seat and ordered a bottle of wine. I didn't have a clue what wine Isabella like so I ordered both red and white and even had them waiting on standby with a bottle of Rosa.

"Sir…there is a woman waiting for you at the entrance. She says she's here with you" the waiter said to me. I nodded and motioned fro him to send her through.

My breath caught in my throat and I almost forgot to blink. Everything went silent in my head. Not even inner Edward was saying anything.

"Edward?" Isabella said, worried. I blinked a few times and I sprung up, pulling the chair out for her. She looked shocked that I was doing that for her.

"Isabella…you look simply breathtaking!" I said quietly. She blushed and smiled. Her eyes were twinkling.

"This place is so amazing. The art on the walls is fantastic" she said to me as I poured her a glass of red wine. She took a sip and without warning let out a small moan. Her eyes rolled back into her head. I stiffened. Oh…fuck.

"Mmm….Edward. This wine is fantastic!" she moaned. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. Shit….shit…SHIT!

"Yes…I'm not sure what it is but I trust Caius here to choose something good for me!" I muttered. This was not going to plan at all. I was supposed to be talking abut her job here and yet I was sitting here with a boner. Smooth Cullen, smooth.

"So…can we get down to business or do you intend to bone me all night?"

"What?" I gaped. She looked stunned and a blush worked its way up her cheeks.

"I said can we get down to business or do you intend on boring me all night?" she frowned. I put my hand to my chest.

"Sorry…I…thought. Never mind. Yes business." quit it Cullen. My mind was completely in the gutter and I needed to get a grip on things.

"Right well.…Isabella. I think you'd greatly benefit from working with me. Although this is just a bar and a nightclub…etc. this isn't the sole thing I am involved with obviously. I made my fortune in editing, I own several editing companies, one such as Cullen and Mason publishing house. I believe that if you stayed with me I might be able to push you through to the publishing house. And so this is why I think it would be in your best interest to stay with us." I explained. Isabella was smiling now and I matched her smile briefly.

"You sound like an infomercial sales rep" she laughed. I chuckled lightly.

"I do not mean to come across like that. It's just….you're studying English in college and so I assume that bar work is simply to help you out financially through college." I said on a smile.

"Got it in one Cullen" she grinned

"So...what do you think? Are you going to stay Isabella?" my tone had become lower. The restaurant had cleared out considerably and so it was pretty much us on our own. She was leaning in closer and closer.

"Well that depends…do I get an apology fro the things you called me?" her voice was a low, sexy sound and I think I quivered. Her eyes were dancing with some emotion I couldn't quiet pin-point but I was pretty sure it was akin to anger.

"I of course apologize. But….you must also apologize Isabella for your words were not much better" it sounded much more snippy than I had intended. She stiffened and sat up straight.

"A dick as always….fuckward!" she spat.

"Are we really going to play this game again Isabella. Change the record. It's getting a bit scratched." I snapped. I reached over and poured more wine into her glass and picked up a menu to read.

"You actually are an asshole aren't you?" she wasn't happy at all. I fixed her with a steady glare over the top of the menu.

"Rather be and asshole than a_" I was abruptly cut off by her mobile ringing loudly. She was glaring at me.

"Hello?" she answered. Her voice was shaking from the rage that boiled underneath it.

"Oh…..hey Mike. How did you get my number exactly?" she laughed awkwardly and then whatever he said instantly made her relax. A slow burn of anger was making its way up through my system. I gripped the menu tighter.

"What?" she screeched suddenly. A huge smile breaking out across her face.

"Yeah…yes. Definitely. I'll be there. Save me a seat, it shouldn't take me too much longer here and then I'll meet you guys there okay?" she hung up then on this "Mike" character. I was now pissed. Who the fuck was Mike and why was she going somewhere with him tonight. Edward….cop on. The girl is allowed to have friends you know. Its quiet common in fact.

"I'm sorry Edward what was it you were about to call me…bitch? whor? Slut?" she smirked. I slammed the menu down.

"I take that as an acceptance to working for me….I'll see you tomorrow night then." I barked. She jumped slightly.

"Th…_thank you Edward. Really, this is a great opportunity. I'll see you tomorrow night then. Have a good night sir!" she was up then, puttig on her jacket and scarf. She was wearing a tight purple halter neck top and tight black jeans that looked fan-fucking-tastic on her. I was, however, still angry about Mike. Who the fuck was he and why was I getting so pissed off about it. I was acting like some high school kid who couldn't stand it when his girlfriend talked to anyone else. And Isabella wasn't even y girlfriend. What a prick…..I was. Uh…this was a fucking mess. I needed some time away from her to get my head clear.

"Will you be doing anything exciting tonight?" I asked suddenly without thinking properly. She raised and eyebrow.

"Not that it's any of your business but yes…I'm going to a concert tonight with my friends." she answered in such a manner that I was sure there would be no more questions on the topic. I nodded stiffly.

"Well have a good night then Isabella. With mike" as son as it was out of my mouth I realised it had been said aloud and I felt like kicking myself. What the fuck Cullen. So inappropriate.

"How did you know it was Mike? Oh…wait I said his name didn't I?" she blushed. She actually fucking blushed. Who the hell was this guy? Was he her boyfriend. No….her file hadn't mentioned a boyfriend. Shit….what if she had a boyfriend. That would seriously piss me off and why…I'm not so sure. It was none of my God damned business.

"Well…..try not to spread your legs on the first date Isabella. It's bad form I believe." she turned swiftly and sent a cold, hard glare my way. I blinked and then….wham. Her palm collided with my cheek and I gasped. She had actually hit me? I aped at her but she was already gone. Before she did though, she turned to me and actually smiled.

"Well….I'll see you tomorrow night Edward. Thanks again for the advice.…I guess Mike will have to be happy with a blowjob. Oh well. I;m so lucky to have such a considerate boss like you" and then…she left and I was left standing there feeling like a complete prick…..with mental images of Bella's lips…and mouth doing unsaintly things while I_ god….help me.

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