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1 - Story Of My Life

Edward

I sat in the conference not paying one ounce of attention. 7 months. 7 long and hard (pun intended) months I had been working with the delectable Isabella Swan as my assistant. She was smart, funny, organised, polite and just perfect in general. An angel in human form, working with her however, was hell on Earth. Every day I had to work closely with her. I had to be her friend and her boss when all I wanted to do was act on my instincts and worship her for the goddess she was. I had only taken this job in the first place to be close to her. Even saying it in my head made me fell like a perverted stalker, imagining bending her over my desk every time she was in the same room as me might as well have confirmed that theory. Unbeknown to my Bella and the rest of my family I had known Bella before I had started working here. She was actually the reason I chose to work here in the first place.

When I was eighteen I graduated from highschool as the class valedictorian and voted most likely to achieve by my class. I was fortunate enough to be able to pick the college I wanted to attend from a range of ivey league schools. In the end I had chosen Cambridge business school in England. I felt it was the best choice for my chosen career. My parents weren't particularly happy about me living in Britain but allowed me to attend school there after some persuasion.

I graduated top in my class and received several job offers from some of the most successful advertising companies in the world, including my fathers company. Cullen C.O was founded by my father twenty five years ago and quickly became one of the main advertising firms in the U.S. When I finished college my father offered me the position of social media manager. I was tempted by the offer as it was rare that a student fresh out of college was offered a position like that. Not to mention the salary, which would be double that of the salary I had been offered with other companies .

In the end I decided to take up another offer from a British company based in London. I was adament that I would be taken seriously in this industry and that no one could ever say I only got to where I was because of my father.

Over the years I rose quickly through the company and soon became M.D of the company. But I was lonely. I missed my family and my friends, I was surprised to say, that I even missed Emmett's teasing. So I decided to come back to America. My plans where to move to New York and work for one of the advertising firms there, but as soon as my mother heard of my plans she begged me to move back to Chicago. At first I refused. I said I had good prospects in New York. My mother was desperate for her baby boy to be back home and pleaded with my father to change my mind. He offered me a job as Creative Director. The job paid well and came with several perks including expensive company car an office with a glass wall that over looked the city and my own highly trained personal assistant. This offer intrigued me but I declined. In a last ditch effort to convince me to move back home my mother called me. She drabbled on for what felt like hours. It was only when I heard the name Bella that started to listen to her. I was like a dog when it came to the name 'Bella.' Like I was trained to automatically pay attention if I heard it. It was pathetic. But I listened any way, by no will of my own it seemed. "She's such a sweet girl. And such a hard worker" my mother assured me. "She's been working for your father for years and no ones ever had any complaints. Your brothers loves her. Especially Emmett" My heart froze. Was she talking about my Bella? Bella Swan? And why did she say especially Emmett? Were they together? I shook my head to clear my head. What did it matter if they were together. I hadn't seen her since we were thirteen. If this Bella actually was the same Bella. The same Bella who was my first crush, first kiss and first love.

I had met her in camp the summer before 8th grade in a summer camp in Phoenix. We were both thirteen and hit it off immediately. I had always gotten a lot of female attention. Even as a child. Bella always treated me the same as she treated anyone else. And I returned the favour. She was small for her age but very pretty. She had long curly brown hair, large brown eyes a heart shaped face and pale translucent skin. She got everyone's attention. Good and bad. Most of the girls were jealous of her and treated her cruelly. Bella didn't realise she was pretty and refused to believe it was jealousy that made the girls so mean. For the whole summer we were inseparable. First as friends and then as boyfriend and girlfriend. I was ecstatic and boasted about her to my older brothers, who teased me endlessly. I never told them her surname though.

Jasper made the mistake of telling Emmett about his first kiss. A girl he met on vacation. Emmett looked her up in the phone book and sent out wedding invitations to her family, inviting them to the wedding of Jasper Cullen and Maria Jackson. Maria's family was not amused to say the least and dad spent a lot of time explaining things to her family. Emmett was grounded for a month and lost his allowance for two months but to this day he insists it was worth it. After that point, I decided, Emmett wasn't to be took lightly if you ever told him anything that could be used as blackmail or a source of embarrassment. But Jasper never learned.

At the end of the summer we promised each other that we would still be together and I gave her a promise ring to prove it. We both said that we would each return the next summer to see each other again.

I kept my side of the promise but she didn't. To my dismay she never arrived and I spent the summer sulking. I pushed her to the back of my mind and got on with my life. I didn't want my brothers to tease me about my failed love life, so I ignored their questions about Bella.

When my mother spoke about my new assistant that I got unexplainable butterflies in my stomach. I quickly agreed that I would come home and work for my dad. I knew there was a big chance that it was not my Bella. But I had to find out.

When I walked into the office that day I was euphoric to see that it was indeed my Bella. She was different though. Taller. That was expected as was her figure, but it was still a pleasant surprise. She was curvy now. But not too curvy. She was perfect. Another thing that surprised me was her clothes. The Bella I knew HATED fashion and dressing up. It was one of the things I loved about her. I found it endearing. This Bella however was..well there was no other word for it.. she was stylish.Not to mention incredibly sexy. She was dressed in a pencil skirt, a purple blouse with short sleeves and expensive looking peep toe pumps. She was every straight mans dream come true. Hell she could turn gays straight! I thought at first that she had just been trying to give a good impression to her new boss. She proved me wrong however, Everyday for the past 7 months she had come into the office in a stylish new outfit-she rarely wore anything twice- and made the male staff drool. Me included I was ashamed to admit. On several occasions, i had found my self mentally undressing her, something I had never done before. It was something about her that made me react that way. When I first saw her, I felt nothing would stop me being with her if I put my mind to it. Not even stupid little rules my father had. I just had to think of them as guidelines. Or words as Emmett used to tell me. But Emmett was the problem and the cause of my doubt about this. Because. to my dismay, soon after I arrived at the firm I found out that Emmett and Bella had actually gone out. According to him it was years ago, back when she was an assistant secretary. He had found her highly attractive and charmed her into a relationship. They had dated for 6 months but she had ended it when her father had a health scare and she had taken a sabbatical to take care of him. When she returned they decided to stay friends and Emmett was soon being 'comforted' about his breakup with the new Media Planner,Rosalie Hale. They were now engaged and Bella,to my surprise was one of the bridesmaid's. Apparently she had been the one to suggest to Rose that her and Emmett were perfect for each other, and her Rose and Alice Brandon, one of the secretaries and Rose's other bridesmaids, were best-friends.

I was awakened from my reverie by a gentle whisper in my ear. "Come on sleepy,wake up" Bella said teasingly. I looked up and saw the boardroom was empty and it was just the two of us.

"Sorry," I said smiling sheepishly.

She shook her head and smiled. "It's ok," she assured me with a smile. "I took notes for you," God how lucky was I to have her?

"Thank you. Your a life saver," I told her solemnly.

"It's fine. It's what you pay me for," she said with a cheeky smile. We walked to the elevator and stepped inside. Once inside I pressed the button for the 18th floor and we stood in companionable silence. The silence was broken by the buzzing of Bella's blackberry. She got in out of her purse and ran her slender fingers over the buttons quickly. She then placed it back in her bag. Seconds later her phone rang again. She sighed and looked at me asking for permission. I nodded.

She answered it and snapped into the phone "What?" I heard a mumbled answer into the phone and her eyes narrowed. "I told you I was at work. Now piss off Jacob."

Jacob. It was always Jacob. Jacob Stupid-assed-mother-fucking Black. There was no doubt that I'd hate the bastard since I had found out from one of the nosey secretaries that they had had an on/off relationship for years. They were 'off' at the moment which I was thankful for. The thought of anybody touching Bella made me cringe. Sometimes I could imagine myself throwing her over my shoulder, taking her home and never letting her leave, just because of how someone looked at her, so someone touching her in anyway, was obviously not alright with me.

She ended the call and threw her phone into the bag. "Sorry," she mumbled apologetically.

I smiled weakly "it's ok," I promised. "If you need to talk to someone I'm here" I promised. "I'll always be here" she nodded gratefully, but she didn't know how true those words were... And the chances were she never would.

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