Nature of an obsession
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The characters belong to S. Meyer. Plot belongs to Martina Bennet.
This story can touch topics such as past lives, violence, Lemmons and other issues that may affect the sensitivity of the reader or go against their beliefs.
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Chapter 3
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I did not know I was waiting ,
I did not know you were coming.
Is it possible that you are not mine alone ?,
Will I perhaps snatch from their arms?
No matter how much you want to run from me ,
you can be sure that never leave you go.
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A child walking down the street holding hands of his mother. He looked at the plaster that covered part of his left arm and sobbed again, remembering the pain he felt, moments after having fractured arm, to be jumping on the school parking lot, while her mother spoke to his teacher.
They came to a corner and the child looked up when his mother stopped walking. There, in the middle of the street, waiting for the traffic lights change to go his way, he was one of his toys in actual size. Oh God! Bentley Continental GT 2005 model, front-engine W engine of 5998 ccm two doo...
—Again thinking about cars,—his mother scolded him when find him watching the black car in front of them, with their mouth open. –If lend more attention to your classes and fewer chips collection your grades in school would be better.—
—Mom look, someday I'll have a car like that. —Her mother snorted.
Andy Butler, 7 years old, white-blond hair and blue eyes as the spring sky, knew that if he proposed, could have one like it someday. Everyone would look at him with respect and awe, how now he looked at the car and imagined the man who drove.
Edward Cullen smiled. That child, who had been watching the car shocked, would a man with money and cars like yours in the future. He could see in his eyes, the desire to own something and being willing to fight for it, with tooth and nail if necessary. He knew what that was. Want something with all your strength and hope that one day arrived. But he also knew what was believe to be had, they had finally found, then fall into bitterness and despair, realizing that it was only a mirage, a deception, with cruel consequences.
His expression changed at the same time the traffic lights and set off. Remember made him a bitter man and resentful of life. At work found the freedom he needed. It was his excuse to escape the reality that hung over him like the dark clouds over the meadow, on a stormy day.
He would have given anything to go back in time, and thus avoid committing it considered the worst mistake of his life. But there was no turning back and now had to face the responsibility for their actions, and especially their stupidity.
He came to the University Gillemot a few minutes. He entered without any problems and parked his car in the place that always had in store for him. The university was founded by his grandfather in 1943, and wanting to honor his beloved wife, Elizabeth Gillemot, had placed her name and sent her shield design, based on its Hungarian culture.
He got out of his car and went to the office of the Vice Chancellor for Research.
He drove his car by himself. He didn't like having to deal with patients and careful drivers, who traveled a stretch in an hour when he could do it in forty minutes or half an hour if he was in a rush. His sister always reproached that decision. You are the CEO of a multinational, Edward, not a teenager driving the expensive car without permission from his father. It was always the same, but he didn't care. Precisely, he was the president of a large company, and did what he wanted. Nor had bodyguards, seemed annoying and something that had only entrepreneurs who wanted attention. Still, he insisted that his family had at least one per person. —If they want me they will not harm me, but they did those I love. —He said, and Emmett, agreed with him.
They made the tour of the facilities renovated, and after giving his approval, down to the second floor to take a look at the lucky fellows, who were then in a meeting.
The man with him was asked by one of the employees, and apologizing, he turned away for a moment. Edward took a few steps more, and looked to the hallway leading to the auditorium, where he was conducting the meeting.
The corridor disappeared, had no ground to hold him, no air to fill his lungs. There wasn't longer a man near him talking to another. There wasn't knot tie his neck, no shoes in his feet, no clothes to cover your body. His car, a child who admired him, the mother scolded him, who no longer existed. His beloved family, his powerful company, its stormy past, the mistakes, the burden of their fears, and none of that mattered.
It's her! Whispered a voice in his head, and nothing could interfere with what he felt now.
Worship
Reverence
Desire
Passion
Possession
Now he was sure it was her. He didn't know why or how, but something told him that it was she, who had been waiting all his life and more.
It's a girl... and beautiful, thought. She has an auburn hair and an immaculate white skin. He wanted to run his fingers down her cheeks, to check that was as soft as it looked. She bit her lower lip, and he wished he could take her chin and test her taste. He wished she could hold her in his arms, and see, that was not a cruel twist of his mind.
Impossible, my mind could never create something so pure and beautiful like her.
He made an attempt to walk, to approach her, but her legs would not respond.
At that time the auditorium doors opened, men and women began to fill the space between them.
Reacting to the whole movement that was between them, he walked a few steps, to observe better. She was squeezing the edge of her blouse, a strong blue king. It seemed a beautiful combination, the way the blue stood out against her pale skin, was something fascinating.
It looked like a nervous girl, trying to make a decision. He smiled and made a new attempt to get closer, but his smile disappeared and everything became dark and painful.
At that time, all his hopes and dreams, freshly returned by the sight of her now mercilessly crumbling around him. He felt an intense fire that consumed him from the inside, as if the building was on fire and huge tongues of fire, try to devour him completely; but all around still quietly. It was his soul burning with rage and jealousy of control.
A blond man had appeared on the scene, and his girl with a huge smile, she had thrown his arms, the arms of another, another which was not him.
Instantly the man turned and she stared at him. Their eyes met and he could not help but grunted.
A boy of short stature, who was past him, jumped frightened by the noise that the man had uttered. He stared for a moment, and saw the expression on his face, he panicked so much that was only able to take two steps back, and get away from that devil in human form, as fast as he could.
She looked at him and she looked surprised and a little frightened.
Why do you hold? Damn! , Why? If you are mine, mine!
Another guy came and that bastard and his baby were separated. He could not stay there, he needed to get away or be the perpetrator of a murder. That much was certain.
He listened as the Vice Chancellor called him, but he paid no attention. He walked, almost ran to his car, and left as quickly as he could from the university. He walked the streets like a madman, with the luck of not finding any police officer on the road.
He arrived at his home in the district of Chelsea; a luxury penthouse in a large apartment building. He parked as he could, get into his private elevator, with tightly clenched fists. His heart was beating furiously, his chest rising and falling with each agitated breath. The doors opened, entered his apartment, and his control vanished completely.
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—Edward? God! You finally show up, I've been calling all day. Heidi told me you had not appeared on Friday and only call for some strange requests. Emmett has been looking for you all weekend and was in your apartment, but the access card was blocked. Even you answer the phone, thank mom is busy with the visit of uncle, who has not thought about trying to communicate with you, because she would have climbed the walls of the building to see if you were okay.—
—Alice, you talk too fast... I'm fine. I just decided to take free the weekend; I can't have some space to myself! –He turned on his own body to get her back and ran a hand over his face to try to remove the last vestiges of slumber.—
—We've told you a hundred times that you took time off, vacation, and never wanted to. And now finally you do, you're not able to tell us. I can know what it's wrong with you! You aren't thereby.
—Nothing, really. Why better not let me in peace and see you tomorrow...
—Impossible! – interrupted the girl. —I'm down trying to get my keycard work. So move your ass for once, if you are here, and unlock the system, I 'm going up. —The woman hung up, and he, with a grunt of frustration, got up from his bed, and walked toward the elevator doors to unlock cards "authorized visitors" who had given his family, who access when they wish. Often he had regretted that decision. But his family never allowed the annulment.
Soon, his sister was watching the living room of apartment with the exorbitant eyes, and a clear expression of amazement and fear on his face.
—Edward! What the hell happened here?
The room with oak floors and walls painted in beige tones with colored land marble columns, it was completely unrecognizable.
The ornaments that she, along with her mother, had chosen were to pieces scattered on the floor. The two sofas in pale leather were lying as the two chairs that accompanied them, the Persian carpet was piled at the foot of the fireplace, and an original painting by Franz Marc called "El Tigre" was pierced by a metal sculpture Miren Itxaso, ribbons that crisscrossed and ended in a point.
Edward sighed, lifted one of the sofas and lay on him, covering his eyes with one arm.
—I spent drinks, that was it. —He replied wearily.
—Have you spent on drinks? Are you kidding? This is not the work of a few drinks.—Alice approached the sofa and pushing a bit, hips of his brother, sat beside him.
Edward took his arm and looked at her eyes.
His sister was ten years his junior, was twenty, black hair cut in a strange way, making each point brought to a different place. His eyes were dark blue, a beautiful combination between blue of his mother and green of his father. His short stature gave the impression of being even younger.
—What's wrong Edward? I'm your sister, I care about you. –Alice said tenderly stroking her cheek.
Edward shook his head and Alice sighed defeated. –Okay, if you want, do not tell me. But you know I'm here right? –Edward nodded. –I will always be for you, no matter nothing.
He knew he could count on her. But he preferred to keep her out of their problems. She was very sensitive and innocent, and did not want to stain her with their secrets.
Alice went a couple of hours later, after helping organize his brother's apartment, since not only the room was destroyed. His room was not much different, the mattress was left edge of the bed, lamp nightstand was crashed against the bathroom wall, several empty bottles of whiskey were scattered about the room, and half to finish, was scattered on the white sheet lying on the floor.
It was Sunday. He had only had a moment of clarity the day before when he had reviewed the videos and records that had come to his mail.
On Friday, after destroying everything, he had called Heidi and asked her to get him records of applicants for the scholarship for business as well as supported and security videos of the University of that morning.
He could not recognize any name in the reports, no pictures and not knowing the name of the man who held her, had little to do with that. Growled as he recalled the scene, he was determined to change it completely.
He knew she wouldn't be on the list as being one of the applicants; she hasn't been outside waiting.
He reviewed the security tapes from the college entrance and hall block in which they were. He saw him enter and go to the auditorium. But he lost sight as they crossed to the entrance of this. An hour later, they was leaving the building, this time accompanied by a dark man, what little he could see of his face seemed familiar, but not remember him, he rejected the idea.
He didn't know what to do or where to find her, didn't even know if he lived in London or England. Half of the candidates for these fellowships were foreigners.
A blurry photo, which had printed of the video showed the girl, entering the institution. He had saved before his sister came in, and now, trying to sleep, to go the next day at the office, staring at her. Would have to print another, this one was ruined after being sprinkled with his semen when he masturbated thinking about her. The last time he had done something similar, had only sixteen, but this time was unable to control the growing need inside him.
He wanted her like never before had wanted another woman, and that had led him to the bathroom, get off the boxers and grabbing his fully erect penis had begun pumping strongly, while with the other hand was holding the photo of her. Placing the photo on the toilet tank, he had taken his testicles and massaged while his other hand was still the task of milking his cock. The run was so strong that until finished, didn't realize that some chinks of his excitement, had spotted the photo. He would have liked to know what name scream at that time, but vowed that wouldn't be long before he know. Cleaning it gently placed it on his bed while his mind played a trick. How many orgasms have given him? How many times have made you scream with pleasure? Damn!
Returning to the present, he looked at the photo, and as if she was in front spoke to him.
—No matter how many times he has made you his… I'll erase of your body its memory.
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There is a dinner at my uncle's house tomorrow. Heidi said while wore away his nails, sitting at the desk of Edward, who tortured his laptop in frustration.
He had managed to get to work early that morning. But his mood was as black as the suit he was wearing. The poor guys interns were its victims. The boy, John, ran like headless chicken in the file room. The blond girl, Sara, her eyes bright with tears that wanted to escape, and shaking hands while writing a report that everyone knew, was unnecessary. Only Heidi, who knew him better than most members of his family, had managed to calm him down and lock him in his office.
—I thought so. —Dry replied without looking away from the screen.
—I'm glad. —Heidi said wryly.—Are you going to say what's wrong? Alice told me that your apartment was destroyed, and those orders were made on Friday. —She snapped and continued. —That's definitely not normal.
She stared at him, with narrowed eyes, waiting for a response.
—I met a girl.
—Dammit! I knew it. –She leaned forward confidentially. –Who is she? Where did you meet? How is it called? Do I know?
Edward sighed and leaned back in his seat.
—I don't know who she is or what her name is. I met in college on Friday morning. I only saw and... all came together, or didn't have it, still don't know. It is she is the woman I want to spend the rest of my days. –He ran a hand through his hair and pulled him a little. —I want her for me. –He stared at her. –Will you help me, don't you Heidi?
Edward knew he could do nothing until the plates were made, there young took pictures for the cards. He was sure that would recognize the blonde stupid. Then only would investigate to take him to her.
She sighed and got up from his seat to sit on his legs. He opened his arms and affectionately received. She took his face in his hands. —I will always be your accomplice in everything. Has not been so since childhood?
Edward smiled and hugged her.
Heidi McCarty was the sister of Emmett, who were sons of Joseph McCarty and Elizabeth Cullen, deceased sister of Carlisle, Edward's father.
Since children had been very close, both laughter and fights. One day you could see them running home happy after making mischief, and the next day, hear the cries of Edward, because a small and whimsical Heidi had him by the hair while shaking him angrily. Emmett said that was the reason why, Edward's hair, now that was an adult, could not be combed decently.
Alice was his princess, and took care of everything. But Heidi, despite being five years younger than Edward, had a very similar to the character. Edward was at his cousin better support for all their problems. She always seconded in everything, reluctantly, and he arranged for her clandestine departures to party, were successful.
She finished as his assistant because her father had alleged that she was very spoiled, and it was time to do something useful, in addition to serving her studies in business administration. She had begged to give her the post of assistant to her brother, who was the vice president of CullenWorld, but Joseph McCarty knew that Emmett, was left manipulated by her, and he would end up doing all the work, while she only read magazines, and spoke by your phone. —Edward knows how to treat you; if not kill you will make you a responsible person. I'll settle for either. —That had been a year, and still had not happened either things, although he had not been easy for them.
Only Heidi knew its secrets completely, only she had seen him mad in the most difficult times, and only she knew what he was constantly tormented.
—Now just think of your birthday. –Heidi said changing the subject. —We could all go to a bar after dinner. –She took a lock of hair from Edward and turned on her fingers.
—Do you believe me asshole? You will use it as an excuse not to come to work on Wednesday.—Edward said as he gave a strong slap on the thigh.
Heidi confirmed the assumption of Edward when she pulled hard the lock of hair between her fingers. He rose from the lap of his cousin and walked to the office door, then close it with more force than necessary.
On Tuesday morning, Heidi took to Edward a contract for him to sign.
—Among these is the contract of the son of Billy Black, Jacob, who will work with him in Human Resources. –She handed some documents, and opening the first folder saw the picture of a young man with dark skin and black hair. He recognized it immediately.
—Heidi I owe my life! It's he, the guy who accompanied in the video, is the son of Billy, I knew I'd seen him somewhere.—
He rushed out of the office without waiting for a reply, and went up the elevator. He recalled that the young man had chosen the scholarship business. Will they be friends a long time? Or, Have they met in the interview? He wondered as he made the journey in the elevator. When he got out of this, he ran to the Human Resources office. Employees looked strangely at him, although he was known as a kind man, he never fell from the top floors of the building, employees were always those who came to him, and was even more strange to see him in that state of excitement.
When he entered the area where Billy was chief, he stopped abruptly. There she was, the girl, in his company, on his territory. She turned her head for a moment in his direction, but he managed to hide behind one of the modular office. You feel me don't you, darling? A girl of about twenty four years old stared at him with his mouth open, by the strange behavior of the president of the multinational. Edward realized that, and putting his finger on his lips, he told her not to say anything. The girl's heart accelerated to the point, she thought that he would leave the chest. He was the most beautiful man she had seen, and made a quick comparison with her boyfriend, hung her head, sighed sadly and continued to do her work.
His girl looked nervous, and at one point took the hand of blond man with her, to which he replied kissing her on the forehead.
He had to summon all his willpower not to throw on the miserable that kissed what his own. He didn't care employees, reputation or health of the bastard. But he doesn't want to scare her, not wanting to give the impression of wildness that what it dominated. The couple and Jacob entered on Billy's office and closed the door.
—The swart boy, who just entered, is the son of Billy, right? –Edward asked the secretary of the Head of Unit.
The woman forty-two years old, who had not noticed the presence of the great leader, jumped on her chair and put a hand on her chest to regulate her breathing.
—Eh ... yes sir, that is. –Edward asked who accompanied him. —Are young Americans who came to the process of college scholarships, Jacob introduced me, are called Jasper and Bella. Apparently the guy came to submit his resume to work here, sir.—
—Perfect! –Edward turned and ran back to the elevator, luck was smiling at him. He had to talk to Emmett urgently.
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Bella. The name of the girl was repeated over and over in his mind. It was beautiful like her, but apparently it was an abbreviation, or a nickname. He didn't think that was her full name. Soon he finds out, that was sure.
—Edward ...Edward! –Emmett's scream brought him back to reality without any contemplation. — You've been sitting in that chair twenty minutes and you have not said a word. Did my sister finally let you ninny with one of her pulling hair? –Emmett laughed and Edward snorted.
They were in the office of vice president. Emmett was twenty seven years old, was the life of the party, as himself had called. He was the best friend of Edward. He didn't know all his secrets, but a little more than Alice. Edward said he never could understand. He is too cheerful to withstand much drama; he said when he thought of his cousin.
Edward told him about Bella without elaborating. He said he wanted to meet the girl and needed a favor.
—This is the plan, Emmett. –Edward said, standing up and pacing the office. –Low to Billy's office, and you say, you want to see the resumes, looking for one in which the name "Jasper". He released the boy's name, like a blasphemy. —The man is blond, so that you notice it. Would you say you contracted and send it to my office tomorrow, which will interviewed by Heidi. He send me a copy of his resume. I want to know more about them and your sister will help me.
Emmett told him to go in the afternoon because at that time had an important meeting, but not to worry, the next day the boy would be in his office.
Edward returned to his office and calling Heidi into his office, had told her what happened and the task that Emmett had.
—When you feel like it, you put everybody to work for you –Heidi leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs.
—Did you call Human Resources? –Edward asked, ignoring her previous comment.
—They left the building while you were talking with Emmett. —Edward groaned and got up from his seat to start pacing the office. It was something he did whenever he had something crazy in mind. As a child his parents feared him that attitude, especially if Heidi was close. That never ended in anything good.
—Pay attention, I want everything to be perfect. Tomorrow when they come, you attend they. Have the Bluetooth device in your ear so you can hear what I tell you to your cell phone, and with the phone of company will call me on the phone here in my office, I put it on speaker and I 'll stand in mute, that way I hear they say but they will not listen to me. You start with some questions to the guy, his experience, things like that. –He shook hands dismissively— and then I will show you what to ask her. It is clear, Heidi?
—Oh, my God! Edward, you're a genius! –Heidi rolled his eyes to indicate sarcasm. –This will cost an invitation to lunch. Pick up your jacket, I'm already hungry.
In the afternoon, Emmett confirmed that all was done, and Heidi gave him the resume of Jasper, who had sent the secretary of Billy, revised it and was annoyed to have to admit that the boy seemed to be someone responsible and dedicated.
He realized that the contact was a hotel near Hyde Park; so called James, one of the men who at some moment had worked for him, and ordered him to stand guard, and let him know of the movements that made the couple who had already described.
At seven o'clock, he went to his parents' house, located in the Hampstead area. It was a splendid building named "La Mansion" by its designer Harrison Varma. Correctly embodied the elegance and splendor, which were accustomed the Cullen.
His whole family was there. His parents Carlisle and Esme Cullen, his uncle Joseph, his sister and his cousins Emmett and Heidi, who had escaped from work at four in the afternoon, with the excuse that needed get ready. They have seen in diapers! What matter what're wearing. Edward had shouted on the phone, but she goodbye with a simple "Bye" and hung.
He was received with hugs and tokens of affection, wishing a happy birthday. –Thirty years old, son. –Carlisle put a hand on his son's shoulder and smiled –Your grandfather would be proud of you.
—Thanks, Dad... and talking of old where is it...?
—Here I am! –A tall, thin man with dark gray hair, smooth and reaching to a little below the shoulders, grabbed in a ponytail, appeared in the family room of the mansion, carrying a black cane with a handle silver, shaped like the head of a crow. –I would not miss for any reason the birthday of the dickhead my nephew.
—I'm thirty years old, Aro. I'm not a dickhead –Said Edward snarling.
—Bah! Ten of those years were spent shitting in diapers and bottle feeding, the next ten, wasting time in hormonal attacks... and the other ten are not counted. –He waved his hand dismissively.
—Pay no attention darling, you know how he is. Happy Birthday. —Esme hugged him around the waist, and he bowed his head to receive the kiss on the forehead.
Aro Cullen was the brother of Marcus Cullen, Carlisle's father. The death of his brother and his wife Didyme and her daughter Elizabeth, the mother of Emmett and Heidi, in a traffic accident several years earlier, Aro had taken command of the family, and although didn't meddle in the affairs of the company itself had taken the authority of the personal affairs of all.
Edward could not stand; it was always scolding or contradicting his decisions, without the fact that, according to him, everything does it bad. Emmett endured it, but unlike men, Alice and Heidi were her consensual. Also scolded, a lot. But in the end he called, sitting in his lap and giving them a slap told: -Come on, come on girl, at least they are not a disaster like those two over there. —And he pointed to Edward and Emmett.
To break from all the man didn't live in the city, and only saw him for special holidays, when he was in the mood. He had no children, his wife Sulpicia, had died when was thirty-five, at birth of what would be his first child. The child was stillborn.
Then they went to the table and dined quietly. Alice insisted again on the subject of the weekend, but Edward, only asked her not to tell his parents, and changed the subject. He knew if he told his sister that he loved a girl, she would try to get the whole story, and that was something he was not willing to talk to her. Heidi and Alice had insisted on going out to a bar, but Aro, rattling his cane, had told them that week was done to work, to be left for the weekend. Edward silently thanked the old man, didn't want to go out and have fun. Not until he had Bella in his hands.
The next day Edward looked like a caged lion. He paced back and forth in his office, left the office and took another turn. The two interns were hunched at their desks, begging not to be seen, and Heidi quietly reviewed some documents that Emmett had passed the previous day's meeting.
Heidi's phone rang and after an "in agreement" hung.
—They are rising, Edward. –Announced, placed the Bluetooth device in the ear and hid it with her hair.
Edward quickly entered his office and receiving a call from Heidi on landline phone, placed in mute function.
—Let the show begin. –Heidi said from the other side of the line.
—Ask her anything? …That raw imagination... Ask him if she is his girlfriend? ...Not so direct!—
Then why did you let yourself be embraced by him? Why damn it, you let yourself be kissed by him? I do not believe you! —He thought.
—¿Ask her if she will stay here in London? And for how long...No! –He screamed as he pounded his desk. He was lucky that the walls were constructed so that the sound does not come out of the office.
I'm not going to let, my love, I'll never let you walk away from me.
—Offer her a job, a scholarship, whatever... It doesn't matter, I'll seek how retain her. Let them go and tell the guy, who will be assistant assistant president. –Edward locked the call and sat back an arm around his eyes.
He didn't know whether to believe they really weren't boyfriends, the thought of the two of them as a couple, kissing, caressing, making love, drove him crazy. What if they were just friends as she had said? Then surely she had other boyfriends. Had she given to any of them? Damn! Rather not think about that. Not endure the images his mind done to torture him.
Besides, he had to think fast, how to prevent would leave the country. If only the flight left her, that would give him more time, or if she loses her passport...
—Yes, that is!
—What is what? —Asked Heidi entering in the office. –The girl is insignificant, like all Americans, but has character, I like that. But I tell you something, I doubt that uncle Aro approve her.
—I worth shit what the old think! –Edward growled, and began to pace the office. –Call Jenks and tell him I need him here as soon as possible. Get me Tyler Crowley and that friend of yours of migrations, Demetri Di Lombardo; he owes me a favor is time to bill.
—What are you thinking Edward?
—I will make it impossible for her leave the country, as it is only an American girl, accused of possible forgery, and illegal immigration, will have to stay. No one will give her a work, can do nothing, and right there, CullenWorld appears as their savior, and then I'll have her in my hands.
At the time Sara knocked and announced that Heidi had a call from Billy.
—Give me a call here. –Heidi told her when the phone rang, she picked it up. –Presidency... yes, it is a charge that is needed, only we had not had time to inform... Just make all arrangements by Friday, so the guy signing the contract that day. –She said goodbye and hung up.
—You're sure about this, do not you think you're going to extremes.
—I do not mind the limits, when to have her with me it is.
Edward spoke to Demetri, one of the grooms had had Heidi. He asked about Jasper Whitlock, date of entry into the country and data about the person accompanying him.
He entered the country on Saturday June 10, at the same time that a young woman, and spent the whole process. Her name is Isabella Marie Swan.
Isabella, Bella, I like both your name and your nickname, my love.
—Send me the information of her to the mail of Heidi. –Edward said. –I need to delete the records of her passport for a few days. —The boy protested, trying to explain the implications this might have. –Will be only a few days, until Sunday. See that no migration review the records, I don't want her end up in jail.
Then he contacted Tyler, a twenty four young hacker had discovered, following a denouncement made in Gillemot University. The notes of several students had been altered, and after a thorough investigation, it was discovered that the boy cashed money, to sabotage the system and alter the results. Students were punished, but Tyler was offered a job in CullenWorld. A guy like that is better to have it on this side. Had said Carlisle.
He asked the young man to found out the airline and the flight that would travel the girl; enters the system and cancel the flight.
—Make the money is returned to the account it made the payment. Also need you enter a report of legal investigation into possible fake passport, but that is only visible to the airline. That way if she tries to change her flight, she can't make the purchase.
Within minutes, Jenks came to the office and heard the claims of Edward.
Jenks was one of the lawyers for the family and the company, but Edward knew when to go to him. The man hadn't very legal contacts you can say also lent itself to all sorts of strange things he could ask, without ever revealing to his family his movements. He had already done works in the past, and thanks to that was that he could live a life relatively quiet.
—The girl has known only Jacob Black, the son of Billy Black, on this continent.—
—Billy Black? –asked the man—Human Resources' boss?—
—The same! –Edward replied. –When viewed cornered at the airport, unable to leave the country and such a serious situation, she will call him. The boy will call his father and I'm sure he will contact me. Heidi has already made it clear that whatever the young need, it informed us, with the excuse that as foreigners, could be a bit lost, you know, hospitality Cullen. —He scoffed and continued. –Heidi will notify you and you'll go right away, will review the records and all that, and finally scare her telling the seriousness of the situation. I need she believe that the problem will not be settled soon, and that you have already exhausted all the possibilities, tell who called the embassy, and nor record. Do not allow she contact them. Offer work and studies. She must accept, unless you want to live this time of the salary of his friend.—
He dismissed the man, while Heidi came to the report that Demetri had sent him.
P - USA - 135105437 - Swan - Isabella Marie - USA - September 13, 1987 - F - Forks , Washington , USA - April 21, 2004 - Department of State - April 21, 2014 - View page ...
—She has only eighteen, Edward, is even younger than Alice. –Heidi said, staring at him as he watched the information.
—She looks beautiful even in the passport photo.—
—Are you listening what I'm saying?—
—I do not care how old she is! it is major and I'm content with that. –He ran a hand through his hair and pulled. –Damn! I did not even care if she were a minor.—
Heidi sighed and rose to return to his job. –I have things to do, if you need anything else let me know.—
—Will you help me, Heidi? You promised.—
—And it will. –Edward smiled and kept looking at the picture.
On Thursday, Tyler and Demetri confirmed to Edward, everything was ready. Now just had to wait for the next day, they arrived at the airport, and the events will develop.
James informed him that they were staying in the same room at the hotel, but the guard had no further information. I just hope that there are two beds in the room. He thought about trying not to lose his mind.
On Friday morning Edward cursed when Heidi told him that only Jasper had arrived to sign the contract. But he didn't despair, because all his attention was focused on what would happen that afternoon.
—How you doing with the girl? –Emmett asked Edward in a whisper while were in a meeting with Valenci's, a famous agency that drove fashion designers in England, and required an investment to expand throughout the United Kingdom. Alice wanted to invest in them for some time, but Edward was not convinced, and after receiving a proposal from the agency, whose idea had driven the same Alice, were now listening to the arguments.
—If things go as I have planned and know that it will, she will work for me next week. –Edward smiled and then complained when Alice, who was sitting beside him, stomped him with her heel to pay attention to the exhibit.
After the meeting in which the capital injection was approved by the agency CullenWorld, Jenks called Heidi to tell him how everything was proceeding.
—Edward, apparently things got complicated. –Heidi told Edward when they were laying off the agency representatives.
—What do you mean by that complicated?
—Jenks just called me, it seems that the girl assaulted the director of the airline, have them locked in an interrogation room at the airport. And he is doing everything to get them out.
—She attacked him? My Bella, but she looks so delicate, so fragile, Is she okay? Is she wound–Said Edward desperate and worried thinking that the man or the guards had reacted violently.
—She's perfect, but it seems to be that "your Bella" has the sharpest nails what you think.
Edward smirked, his girl had guts, perhaps her mischievous look that could be observed in the passport photo was just that and not coquetry as initially thought.
—Contact Jenks, tell him to get a copy of the safety video, I want to see exactly what happened, and that prevents any claims are filed against her; I do not want her to have real problems.
—Soon, Heidi came to inform him that all was arranged, the young were out of danger, and Bella had agreed to work on CullenWorld, while the whole thing of passport it resolved.
—What she doesn't know is that it was all a setup, and when she finds...
—For when she finds What? ,Edward. –Heidi asked, frowning. She knew him and knew what he was capable of, but had never seen him act so possessive and obsessive way as now.
Edward laughed mischievously. —You'll see Heidi, you'll see.
That afternoon Jenks had sent him the security video . Edward laughed when he saw the man's face and the way in which Bella was climb on the counter.
—You have character, my little girl; I can't wait to see the same intensity while we make love.
Sunday was informed that Jasper and Bella had moved to a small apartment that was rented in the name of the boy. Its location was close to the university, and as the guard had said little 4-storey building, the apartment they had chosen had two rooms.
—It's possible that they don't share a room, sir. —James told him after giving the entire report.
—I hope so. –Edward growled. —You inform me of any further developments.
He hung up and leaned back in his bed, the next day she would go to sign the contract and start working with him. He was nervous, would be the first time I would talk to her, they would be close to her, with her full attention to him.
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Looked even more beautiful up close; wearing a black skirt high waist reaching to the knees, and a blue blouse with short sleeves and V- neck. Do you clothed well in front of him? He raised the zipper skirt? Anger attacked him, but then his reason told him, thanks to his cunning, she was there in front of him. And not long for it to be completely yours.
She gasped, and he felt his body reacted to that sound.
—Isabella Marie Swan...now you belong to me. –He could not contain those words.
—Monday through Friday during business hours and overtime, Mr. Cullen, not other times.— Edward frowned, but he liked his character; In addition to his voice.
—You dare to contradict me, Isabella?
—No, sir, just clarify certain points, and if you going to call my name, I prefer Bella. –Edward came around the desk, and began to approach her, slowly.
—Are you bothered to call you by name? Or that I speak informally to you?
—No, Mr. Cullen, can call me whatever. –Edward smiled. She looked nervous, but you could tell she was doing her best to hide it.
—I'll keep that in mind, do not hesitate. –He said, thinking of all the nicknames he wanted to give her. –But since we're talking about this, what if I call you "Bella" and you tell me "Edward ".
—I don't think it's right. –She stepped back, seeing him so close.
—Why do not you let me decide what is right and what no? –Edward shortened the gap between them and cornering her against the door of the office, he put his arm on this. –Go on, try it. —He approached her ear and said: "Edward ".
Bella closed her eyes, and with a voice that did get him even harder than it already was, she whispered—Edward.
The landline phone ringing startled them both. She turned away quickly and he cursed all the crap of the world. Frustrated approached his desk.
—I told you don't disturb me! –He shouted to Heidi when he picked up the receiver.
—It is from there Edward. –Were the only words he heard before Heidi route the call.
—Dammit! —He shouted angry, the very damn could not pick another time to call that this. He turned his back to Bella and placed a hand on the window.
—Speaks Edward. –He said answering an incoming call.
Hello!
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