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The Presidential Treatment Chapter 7

EPOV

"Jacob, Sam, where is Miss Swan?" I asked them when they returned from her house without her.

"Mr. President, sir, she was not home," Sam replied.

"And did you not look for her?" I asked, growing angry at her blatant disregard of our meeting.

"We checked her work but she was not there. Her boss would not give us the information on when she would be arriving in or if she worked that day," Jacob answered.

"Can't you just do your thing and get me that information and find out where she is?" I questioned, disbelieving that they had returned empty handed. They were the Secret Service for Christ's sake!

Before either of them could answer, Rosalie walked into the office.

"Mr. President? Miss Swan just phoned the receptionist and asked for a message to be delivered stating that she would be unable to meet with you today due to a doctor's appointment for her son." She set the hand written note down onto the desk in front of me and went to stand by the wall in her customary spot.

"Did she say anything else?" I pressed.

"No sir, Mr. President, just that she was unable to make today's meeting," Rosalie replied.

"Call her back and inform her that she will be meeting with me tomorrow. If she refuses, just remind her of our deal," I seethed and Rosalie turned and walked back out of the room.

"When she returns with the time Miss Swan is available, you two will make note of it and go retrieve her, are we clear?" I asked Jacob and Sam. Both nodded and stood there stoically until she returned, which was almost twenty minutes later.

"Mr. President, Miss Swan said she would be unavailable tomorrow due to working all day," Rosalie said and I was furious.

"Get her on the phone, Ms. Hale," I responded through gritted teeth.

She turned to leave the room again and I stopped her.

"Ms. Hale? In here. Get her on the phone in here," I said, trying to calm my voice. "Jacob, Sam, please leave the room. I'll let you know when your services are required."

They nodded at me and quietly left the room while Rosalie dialed the number, then put it on speaker phone. It rang four times before Miss Swan actually answered.

"What? The prick didn't like my response? Was he upset that I couldn't fit into his precious schedule? Well, I have news for him! I have a child and a job and real life commitments that can't just be dropped because some asshole demands my presence!" Miss Swan spat into the phone and I found myself irritated with her, but I had to exude the calm exterior that was expected of me.

"It is always pleasant to hear what my constituents think of me. So tell me, Miss Swan, what exactly is keeping you from my precious schedule when we already agreed upon the meeting today?" I almost purred into the phone, using my genetically predisposed Cullen charms on her. But they weren't working.

"Oh, so it's you this time? Finally decided to do your job yourself instead of having others do it for you?" she shot back and I felt the corners of my mouth twitching into a partial smile. Her spirit intrigued me and I had yet to meet a woman that didn't like me, until her. Hell, even those in the other party enjoyed looking at me, and what was there not to enjoy?

"Miss Swan, I wouldn't expect you to understand all that my position entails and why it is necessary to delegate smaller tasks to others, especially since you cannot be bothered to attend our scheduled meeting. However, as it stands, you are indebted to me and I will collect. I told you that we would be meeting today but you found other matters more pressing than serving your country and fellow citizens. Now, when I reschedule you for tomorrow, you inform Ms. Hale that you will be unable to meet with me. So, do tell, when would you be able to take time and fulfill your end of this arrangement and meet with me?"

I sat back and tented my fingers, actually half smiling at the muted string of profanities that flew from Miss Swan's mouth. She really was quite the spitfire. In all my time on the earth, I had females fawning over me, eager to do anything I wanted or fulfill any of my desires. Moving into the positions of power that I had been elected to, even more women, and the men, did as I bade them to do, and not once had one of them told me no. Not once had one gone so far as to stand me up for a meeting, even if it meant rearranging their schedule. Cullen's were not told no, they were not bested at any challenge they undertook, and they always got what they wanted and desired.

"As I told Business Suit Barbie," Miss Swan started and I saw both of Rosalie's eyebrows shoot to her hairline. Miss Swan was unaware of her presence in the room or her ability to hear the conversation. I had to fight a laugh at that nickname because it really did fit her. "I have to work all day tomorrow to make up the hours I lost the other night from Seth's hospital visit, so I'm not sorry to say that I won't be making it to your meeting."

"I didn't ask why you were unable to attend tomorrow, simply when you would be able to attend." That's right, Cullen. Keep calm and she will end up folding like all the rest.

"When hell freezes over? Or how about when pigs fly?" she retorted and my jaw dropped. She was being blatantly rude to the President of the United States, and after all I've done for her! The gall of this woman!

"Miss Swan, do not play coy with me. We will meet, you will hold up your end of this, or do I need to remind you of the ramifications of your actions from the press conference? Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Easy way, you tell me when you are not working and I send a vehicle to escort you here. Hard way, I call Mr. Stanley down at Stanley Grocery," I started to say and I heard her gasp on the other end of the line. I knew I had her hooked. All I had to do now was reel her in. "And I tell Mr. Stanley that your presence is required at the White House and that, for the foreseeable future, you will be unable to work due to the commitment you have made to the good people of the US. And I can make sure to draw out this time and make it so that you do not work for weeks at a minimum. Think really hard about this, Miss Swan. The easy way will have you out of my hair in a short period of time. The hard way will have you not earning paychecks and unable to stay out of my hair for a very, very long time. So what will it be, Miss Swan?"

I sat back and tented my fingers again awaiting her answer. The line was silent for a few minutes but I knew she hadn't disconnected the call. I could still hear the ambient noise around her through the phone line.

Finally, she let out a jagged sigh and spoke.

"Saturday I am off work. I can see about arranging for babysitting and should be available after eleven in the morning," she said dejectedly.

"That's what I thought, Miss Swan. There will be a vehicle at your home at ten-thirty on the dot. I expect you to be in the back seat and moving towards me by eleven-oh-one or the hard way goes into effect. Are we clear?"

"Crystal!" Miss Swan fumed through the line and I disconnected the call without even saying goodbye.

"Ms. Hale, have Sam and Jacob tail Miss Swan until Saturday. They don't have to stay hidden. In fact, I'd much rather them be nice and visible to her so she knows who she's dealing with. I also want an immediate update if she tries to leave town before we meet," I instructed her and Rosalie nodded and left the room.

She was going to give me what I demanded. It wasn't like I was asking her to lay across my desk so I could fuck her. Once the door closed, I stood up and paced back and forth. It bothered me that Miss Swan kept denying me, I just wanted her help on the Assistance Reduction Bill. Rosalie was right, my approval rating was dropping due to this bill, and I'd be damned if a piece of legislation prevented me from serving the second term of my presidency. I was a Cullen and I deserved that term, I had earned it. Cullen's always won, always got what they wanted, and Cullen's were not told no. It just didn't happen. But Miss Swan seemed to be the enigma to everything Cullen, and it bothered me as much as it intrigued me.

I didn't know what was going to happen when we finally met up to work on this bill together, but I had a feeling that it would be interesting. As I stood there looking out the window behind me, I found myself smiling at the thought of seeing Miss Swan again.

So, a lot of you shocked me by not being more disgusted or angry with Edward. I'm actually enjoying writing him as such an asshat, but I can assure you he won't always be that way. And Bella being so bitchy won't always be the norm either. She has her reasons for being like she is, which will be explained eventually. As for an update schedule for this story, At least one a week (on the weekends), and possibly more. But it all depends on my boys, my classes for my Masters, and if any RL issues arise. But there will be at least one a week. Leave Prezward and Singlemomella some love and I'd love to hear your thoughts and theories for this story. Until next time...