Hate is all I know

A Twilight Saga fan fiction

By NERRD-VampireLoverXxx

Disclaimer:

Stephanie Meyer owns all rights to the characters use in this story.

I own none of these.

It will all be in BPOV

Chapter 2- Second meeting

Why did he have to leave his bloody wallet? Is it too much to ask to remember his own wallet?

I sat there staring at the offending wallet as though it was an irritated animal, when in reality it had done nothing wrong and I didn't know why I was so angry about the fact that Mr Cullen had left it.

I walked back upstairs to my studio with the wallet which was black leather; I closed the door and sat at my desk. Before I contacted him I peaked inside the wallet, inside there was 10 different credit cars but then I wasn't surprised as I'd seen his car, $200 in cash, and there was a small black note book with lots of names in. I opened it up and was shocked to see that it was girls names about 80 in fact all with a score next to them and a quick comment underneath. One example was:

'Victoria Junior 5/10 – talked too much, good massager'

It was basically a book of all of his girlfriends, one night stands, quick flings and affairs and how well he liked them or enjoyed them. It was disgusting but I expected it of him after seeing how he complimented me and how he acted and I wasn't really surprised. I quickly put the book back into his wallet in the section I had found it but not before I flipped to the last page with writing on and saw to my horror;

'Isabella Swan /10- ...'

So he saw me as his next conquest did he? Well he was going to get the biggest shock of his life when he tried to take me out. I didn't date because all men only wanted one thing and I didn't want to give it to them, no way was Edward Cullen going to fool me. I knew his game and I was very good at giving back what I got, I am an A class bitch and proud of it!

I smirked and picked up my mobile, I dialled his office number first and got his receptionist.

"Good afternoon Mr Cullen's office how can I help you?" Came the bored voice from the receptionist who, I'm assuming, had already been conquered by our player Mr Cullen and was desperate to be given a new job. I felt slightly sorry for her but not a lot as she could have resisted if she'd wanted to.

"Hello I'm Isabella Swan owner of 'Belle of the ball' clothing line, I'd like to arrange a meeting with Mr Cullen to discuss something he didn't ask me in his interview we had this afternoon." I said coolly taking out my electronic organiser again to mark in what time and day.

"He has a free hour tomorrow at 3pm which he can see you, can I ask where you want to meet with him?"

"I will come in to his office can you tell me the address?" I filled in the details on my organiser as she told me the address and which floor his office was on.

"Thank you very much, you've been most helpful." I praised her because as soon as I'd said that I was the owner of 'Belle of the ball' clothing line her voice had perked up and become much friendlier. I expect she was tired of having to talk to girls who had been Assward Cullen's girlfriends or flings and tell them that he was busy or that he never wanted to see him again.

"Goodbye Miss Swan I hope you have a nice evening." She rang off and I made a note to smile at her when I passed her to go into his office. I looked down at my organiser and read of what I had typed out:

' 6th March 2011

15:00

Fashion for fashionable women

312 Leo Lane

Top floor

Appointment with Mr Assward Cullen'

I chuckled and looked at the clock, five o'clock well that gave me two hours until I had to go and meet my publicist for dinner, she was a nice girl who had a natural ability to advertise my different lines so that they were talked about all over the USA. I started drawing a dress for the summer months which was in a lilac shade; it was made of a silk material and flowed from the hips down in a waterfall style. It had spaghetti straps and a flower on the left side of the bodice, it came with a silk shawl which could also be worn as a scarf, I finished drawing and colouring it before deciding that it would be the dress I would wear to the charity ball I was invited to in two weeks time. It was being held to help raise funds for a new children's hospital as the old one was in a bad state, all the big names in Florida would be there, normally I would invite my father down and he would come as my guest that I was allowed to bring but he had to work that day after getting a week off to go to Tunisia so I would have to go by myself or find someone to invite.

I opened up my laptop and sent an email to my publicist telling her which restaurant to meet me at in an hour and then I sent an email to the owner of the shop where I got all of my material from and asked them to send me some samples of lilac silk over for the following day before I made my order.

I went to my room and got ready changing into a green dress which ended mid-thigh and was body hugging. I had made it three years ago and it had always been my favourite dress, I put on my black peep toe heels and re applied my make-up so that I had green eyelids but I kept with the shocking red lip-gloss.

"Isabella how are you babe? You're looking fabulous!" My publicist stood up and shook my hand before signalling a waiter to come over and serve us the champagne she had ordered.

"Alice you're looking as fresh as ever. Now what ideas have you got about advertising this new line?" I took a sip of my drink and took the pieces of paper containing advertising information on them from Alice.

"Well we're going to do a couple of fashion shows to show off some of the designs in your range. Then we're going to have T.V adverts which we may want you to appear in but I'm not sure, then of course sending samples of different stores in the country to see how the public react to the clothes and then we will take orders. What do you think?" Alice spoke at high speed without seeming to take a breath; she was like an energizer bunny on drugs.

"I think it's brilliant to tell you the truth, you are really wonderful at your job Alice. When will all of this take place?" I turned on my Dictaphone, (I know they're out of fashion but it had been my mum's!) I knew I would never be able to write everything down Alice said when she spoke this fast so it gave my mind a while to wander. It shifted to mine and Mr Assward's meeting tomorrow, he thought he could conquer me well he had another thing coming; I was going to play along with his game alright but with my own set of rules. I was going to give him all of my cutting remarks, sarcastic comebacks and put downs, see how his ego fared after that.

That night I smiled at the thought of what I was going to do tomorrow, watch out Edward Cullen you are about to meet your worst nightmare.

The next morning I started to prepare myself for my first mission that day: lay down the foundations of the trap to catch Edward Cullen.

I washed my hair, shaved and I even did my hair especially in an up do with tendrils around my face to make me look sultry. I did my make-up as smoky eyes and bright scarlet red lips; I pulled out a skin tight black dress with plunging neck line. It showed off all of my curves and what little cleavage I had was pushed up by the dress and it looked like I had more, I put a pair of red heels on which made my legs look a mile long with a matching clutch bag and red choker.

I appraised my look and smiled a confident smile; this was going to work like a treat!

At a quarter to three I got in my car and drove around to the address the lady had given and walked confidently through the lobby making sure I moved my hips with each step. Everyone around me froze; the men stared lustfully after me and all the women glared jealously at me, it made me smile wider if these strangers had this reaction to me then Mr Assward Cullen was going to have a heart failure!

I walked into the empty elevator and pressed the button for the top floor, I was glad no one was in here as I wanted to make a big entrance when I got to the top floor, and I hoped the reception was the same as what I got in the lobby.

'Top floor' the voice in the elevator said and I smirked as I started walking down the long corridor towards the office. I stepped into another smaller lobby where there were five different doors leading off of it, the doors were all glass so the people sat behind the computers or desk could see me coming as I stepped into the small room, the floors were all marble so my high heels were the loudest noise in the place as I walked towards the desk in the middle of the lobby.

"Good afternoon how can I help you?" The girl behind the desk smiled at me, the badge on her blazer told me that her name was 'Rosalie Hale' and that she was Edward Cullen's secretary, she was the one I had spoken to on the phone. All of the people in the offices were now staring at me, I smiled at a vindictive smile at what I was about to do, Mr Cullen was facing away from me and looking out the window whilst talking on the phone.

"Yes I have an appointment with Mr Cullen at 3 o'clock," I spoke with authority and confidence.

"Miss Isabella Swan?" Rosalie asked glancing at her computer screen which undoubtedly held Mr Cullen's diary for the next 5 months.

"Yes that's correct."

"Come this way," She walked around the desk and knocked on Mr Cullen's door, all of the people in the offices were still staring curious to know what was happening.

I heard Rosalie Hale tell Assward that his 3 o'clock appointment was here, his answer was send them in.

"Mr Cullen will see you now." I nodded at her and stepped through closing the door behind me, I stood in silence looking at the back of his head as he finished his conversation.

"Yes goodbye Julia I'm sorry but it just wasn't working out between us, goodbye." Oh so it was another one of his conquests was it, that was how he let them down, interesting.

"Poor girl, she must be heartbroken, sobbing her heart out." I commented smirking as I placed my hands on my hips, he spun around in his chair with an outraged look on his face until he saw my position and who it was exactly that had made the comment.

"Isabella Swan, what a surprise?" Mr Cullen said smiling a heartbreaking smile at me, he gestured for me to sit down so I walked around the desk and sat on the edge next to his chair giving him a great view of my thighs and legs.

"Yes I suppose it is a bit of surprise," I smirked at him as his Adam's apple bobbed hard in his throat as I saw him swallow hard, in his eyes all I could see was lust, it made me the powerful one at the moment.

"W-what what can I do for you?" Edward Cullen was shaky and obviously caught off guard by my forwardness and my body in that dress.

"Well it's more about what I can do for you..." I stroked the side of his face with one finger leaning forward to lean on my elbows giving him a brilliant view of my chest. Mr Assward just stared right down my top and my smirk grew more pronounced, I was reeling him in second by second.

"Enjoying the view?" I asked raising one eyebrow at his flushed face and his embarrassed eyes, he shrugged and smiled that smile again.

"Yes in fact I was, so I wonder what you want to do for me." He leant back still admiring my chest.

"That depends Mr Cullen, what do you want me to do for you?" I winked at him and leaned back again taking in his disappointed expression.

"Well leaning forward again would be a start," Assward smirked and I gave a fake laugh which he seemed to think was real, God he was so gullible to believe that would actually amuse me!

"The coming for a drink with me would be nice, what do you say?"

He titled his head towards me and I pretended to contemplate it for a second biting my finger and I could see Assward adjust himself quickly under the table, ha he was turned on by my act was he well then he would have trouble controlling himself around me when we went for drinks.

"Meet me at the cocktail bar around the corner at 7pm tomorrow night, in the mean time I'm sure your shower will get a lot of use..." I stroked his face once more with my finger before walking out swinging my hips from side to side. I smiled all the time I was walking out of the building, the look on his face when I had told him that his shower would be in good use tonight had shocked him that I could leave him with a sexual innuendo thing.

I couldn't wait to unleash myself on him tomorrow but in the meantime I was going to have to go shopping for a new dress.

Until tomorrow, Mr Edward Cullen...