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Chapter 14- Realizing

BPOV:

That son of a bitch! How dare he hang up on me like that. I can't believe that he's that petty. I mean this is My company! How dare he tell me how to run it, just because I don't want him interfering with my company doesn't mean that I don't trust him. Boys are so dense and unreasonable sometimes, I swear.

I'm not going to let that bastard affect my mood. I am going to finish that proposal now and go out for a nice dinner. I don't even know why I'm dating him in the first place! He is soooo arrogant and bossy! I mean that is just so, so… sexy actually. I mean I don't know why that touch of arrogance which used to annoy the hell out of me is now so absurdly sexy.

I shook my head and cleared out whatever thoughts that reminded me of that SOB and focused on my proposal.

LATER THAT NIGHT:

Finally, I saved the proposal and fell on my bed. Man I'm so tired! I looked at the clock and realized that it was already 11pm. Well, no chance of going out to eat. I guess room service is the only option. I walked into the hall of my presidential suite and sat on the couch. I pressed for room service and ordered a bowl of lobster bisque, beef steak and a glass of iced tea.

The food came and I wolfed it down as I was just so damn hungry! I didn't even care how many calories I was consuming. Get this: I almost ordered cheese cake! I am so hitting back to the gym tomorrow. After dinner, or supper, I trudged into the bathroom and took a long shower. I felt so damn tired! I changed into a green tank top and blue shorts and fell onto the bed and dreamt of the bastard EDWARD CULLEN! I'm so weak!

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing and picked it up.

"Hello?" I said groggily.

"Miss Swan, this is Matt. Er, its time for you to wake up! You've got 45 minutes to get ready as we have to be in the office by 8.30am." My 21 year old secretary told me.

"Ok, thank you Matt! Bye." I hung up and sat up slowly. I stayed in bed for a couple more minutes before getting out of bed and taking a shower. After blowing my hair, I decided on a cream silk blouse and black wide-leg trousers both from Hermes, 3-inch black satin slides by Anne Klein, a matching LV bag. My nails are painted OPI's Chicago Champagne Toast and I topped the whole outfit off with a 6 carat worth of diamonds, happy sport Chopard watch and a 3 carat Amethyst on my finger.

I sprayed some of my perfume and headed out the door. Matt picked me up in a black 7G-Tronic 500 from Mercedes Benz, one of the company cars. He was so damn thoughtful this morning, he got me a Mocha latte and a bagel so I wouldn't skip breakfast. Sometimes it's just too hard not to like Matt!

I stepped into the office and was bombarded by the staff greeting me and just plain sucking up to the boss comments like; "You look wonderful today" or "it is an honor to be standing in the same elevator as you"

Idiotic losers, you want me to notice you, just come out with some performance and I'll give you all the attention you want! I walked into the office and put on my game smile and started giving them the best presentation they've ever seen.

I shook 's hand and thanked him in Cantonese. Yes! You got it, I nailed that presentation! Grandpa is going to be so proud of me. I see a new watch coming my way! I took out my cell phone and found out that I have 7 texts and 3 voicemails.

I checked the voicemails and found out that it was none other than Mr. Edward Cullen. The voicemails and texts were filled with nothing with apologies and begging for forgiveness. Typical reaction from your boyfriend, *yawn* boring, why can't he do something more spontaneous!

I think I'm going to take a break from him for a while, sort things out a little bit. I think both of us should take a break. I mean with Grandpa sick and all, it's best if I stay here to handle the company affairs till he's better.

EPOV:

Ok, I'm at this really high-end and prestigious bar where they have to look at your bank account to let you in. I'm surrounded by many hot and rich girls who are throwing themselves at me, but the weird thing is, I'm not having fun! There is something wrong with me. I usually LOVE having girls throwing themselves at me, but I feel so weird and bored now.

I swirled my Martini and is thinking what is it that I'm missing. All of a sudden, I feel so lonely and empty. As if part of me is gone. I mean I have never felt that way before, it's so bizarre.

I really feel so damn lonely… I hope my best friend Nick Thompson arrives here soon. I called him an hour ago at the office and asked him if he wanted to spend the night with me picking up girls.

Nick is definitely a ladies man, he is about 25 and is a lawyer. But if you don't include his womanizing, he's a very good guy. I mean if I had a sister, I would totally let him date her.

I heard someone pull out a chair beside me followed by a "Hey dude, sorry I'm late. Fucking annoying client!"

I laughed, typical of Nick to say something like that.

He ordered a Vodka and I ordered my 3rd Martini.

"Rough day huh?" Nick shook his head sympathetically at me.

"Well, I got into a stupid & completely unreasonable arguments with Bella."

"Wait, who's Bella? I thought you were dating this girl Tiffany?"

"Nick, do you ever listen whenever I tell you things? Tiffany & I were over 4 months ago. I've dated Bella for a month now."

"Ed, I don't even know why you even bother to have a relationship with someone. You have to go through all of those stupid arguments that could be easily avoided if you were single." He sipped his Vodka and added "Like me!"

"Yeah, because having meaningless sex with god knows who that girl that you bring home that night is good." I said sarcastically.

"Ok, let's focus on your love life and not drag mine into it." He put his drink down and sat up, suddenly serious.

"So Edward, tell me. Do you really like Beatrice?"

I rolled my eyes. This guy has got to go get a hearing aid.

"Her name is Bella! Isabella Marie Swan! God, do you ever listen to me?" I groaned, must be the alcohol.

"Oh My fucking god!"

"What?"

"You're dating Isabella Swan? CEO of Swan Industries?" Nick looked damn shocked.

"Yeah why? Don't tell me you've dated her before."

"I wish, she is hot!"

I rolled my eyes, typical of Nick to judge a person on appearance.

Nick continued "You HAVE to let me meet her." He emphasized on the "have".

Nick meet Bella, no way. I mean not to sound selfish or jealous… what if Bella likes him and not me. I know that sounds so un-Edward Cullen like. But Nick DOES have his way with the ladies.

And I'm positive that he will target at Bella once they've met. But it's none of my business, I mean after hanging up on her like that, I've got a feeling that she'll never talk to me again. Shit, I shouldn't have done that.

It suddenly struck me why I'm so empty now…

"Nick, why am I feeling so damn depressed and empty because Bella?"

"Well, it's so damn obvious. It's because you're in love with her. When she's away, you feel as if part of you is missing."

I finally know, all this time that I was thinking why I was feeling so miserable was because Bella was not here with me. Nick's right, I do love her. Which means I've got to fix the current situation.

I stood up and said to Nick "Hey, there's something I've gotta do. The night out has got to be cut short. Bye" I patted his shoulder and walked out. When I reached the door, I heard him asking "Bye, can I still meet Bella?"

Fat chance boy!

I sat in my car and left a couple of texts and voicemails telling her that I was really damn sorry. I'm going to let her think that all I'm going to do is apologize and not do anything, but then I'm going to surprise her by paying her a visit.

I called James my PA to prepare my jet for Hong Kong and to do a little task for me…

I drove home and started packing my stuff, within 20 mins, I was packed and ready to go.