AN: Well chapter 1 is done what do you think so far? Read and review or PM me and we can talk. Always willing to take on a beta. Will be publishing slowly for feedback reasons.

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Chapter 2

Bella POV

The first few weeks of work went without a hitch and I love my job and even my boss. He is a demanding man but I lived with my Father who is "old world Italian" and he has no place in his life for anyone who does not do things as he thinks that they should be done. So a demanding man in my life that needs to control things and have them done his ways normal for me.

I had a nice work environment with people who for the most part were pleasant. I know better than to get to close to people I have kept a barrier up my entire life because honestly it is just easier that way. I have my family and I think that I am developing at least one friend here in Chicago. My family has a very big name in the underworld and my brother help run a multi-national corporation. The years in new your I had been a big time socialite I went to a lot of charity galas and parties. I was good at it and I liked people and I liked helping charities that deserved it.

"Isabella" Drew my overbearing Boss growls my name from his office. I raise from my desk with my tablet in hand ready to take the ass reaming that I am sure someone else deserves. "Yes, sir" I say as meekly as humanly possible head down looking at my tablet trying to make myself smaller. I don't like being talked down to but with this man I knew that was my best bet.

"I need you to go up to the executive floor and talk to Mr. Cullen's secretary about the trip that we will be taking over Thanksgiving." He says to me without even a glance. I shutter internally at the first mention of traveling over Thanksgiving as I already have a trip to Italy planned.

"Okay" I say curtly and walk out.

While I am in the elevator I think about how to get out of the trip or how I will call papa and tell him that I can't go to Italy with him and my brothers. As the elevator opens on the top floor I step out and walk to Angela's desk. She looks up and smiles at me " I see that he has sent you up here to coordinate Mr. James and 's schedules for travel and meetings themselves once we land and start negations." I roll my eyes well in my mind I do it.

"Okay when did this trip come up?" Angela shrugs and we spend the next hour hashing out 6 days travel to and from Texas and all the meetings in between.

I get back to my desk and input everything that was discussed with Angela and then started gearing up for another fantastic talk with Mr. James. But that would have to wait I take my allotted 15 minute break and call my papa, he is going to be pissed.

The phone rings twice and papa answer " Is everything okay Isabella?" He sounds strained and I roll my eyes at his use of my full name, "Well papa I have some unpleasant news. I will not be able to come home for Thanksgiving my boss is traveling and I cannot ask for the time away now." I gust out in one large breath.

"Okay love well we will see about that. I will call you soon." Papa hangs up and I stand in the lobby looking at my phone stupidly.

I turn to quickly and bump into a hard chest and sputter out an apology and catch the elevator to my floor. Steadying myself for the inevitable conversation with Mr James. I walk in his office and he has his back turned to the door. I stood quietly waiting for him to turn and acknowledge me. While I am standing there think of all the possible situations I could go with to not have to travel over the holiday.

"What do you need now Isabella?"

I take a deep breath "Sir I was just curious about the travel over the Thanksgiving holiday. I was planning to visit my family in Italy Sir and I was wondering if I needed to cancel my trip to travel with you?"

He looks up with a look I can only explain as pure contempt. "Do you think that I am an imbecile and that I am not capable of traveling without you. Well, you are not invited to this trip I do not need you enjoy Italy with your family."

I feel as though he has struck me in the face with a closed fist. " Well thank you for the confirmation Sir, I will enjoy my trip to Italy with my amazing family." I turn and walk out of his office with my head held high. I will not cry I will not give that asshole the satisfaction of watching me be hurt or angry my Father taught me better than that.

I head to the bathroom with my make up bag in hand. I walked in and sat my bag on the counter and ran into a stall put the seat top down and sat falling into a fit of tears. After a few minutes I calm my sniffles leave the stall and grab my make up bag after a few touch ups to my make up and eye drops, I walk head held high back to my cubicle. The rest of the day feels tense and overloaded with a heavy air about it. I am not sure of the reasoning behind my bosses rude actions but who cares I am going to Italy with my family for Thanksgiving.

Jaspers POV

While I sit my high back leather chair in my sprawling office I realize that my life is about to change rather drastically. As I look over the contract that he has sent to me to look over so that we can set the parameters before our meeting in less than a week. I realize that in my 30 years of life I knew this was coming from a young age.

I should introduce my self Jasper Whitlock I am vice president of Cullen and Whitlock. I grew up in Austin Texas and I went to college in Chicago where I now live and run my business. My family is originally from Italy but I am a Texas man at heart. My mama and papa raised me in a very traditional Italian home and Texas made my parents "old world" ways seem very normal.

I met Edward Cullen our freshman year of college and we were quick friends both from strong Italian families with good "ties". We ended up being roommates due to our family ties. He married my sister last summer and now we were brothers on paper as well. I dated some through out collage and the years after but in my family the selection of a spouse is not mine as it was not my sisters either. My parents and Edward's parents had chosen for Rose and Eddie to marry before they had even met. It is one of the tardiness that out families abide by. I will be meeting the woman I was to marry soon.

I wish I could date because I saw the most amazing woman at random the other night and come to find out she works in my building. She ran into my chest with her gorgeous body not an hour ago in the lobby. But my parents had found me a suitable marriage and I would be meeting her soon and honestly if I was smart I would just type her name into google and find her but I wou;d fly blind for awhile.

My desk phone ringing pulls me from my reminiscent thoughts. "Whitlock" I answer curly.

"Hey Jasper I need to ask you for a personal favor." A voice I have come to know quite well in the last months sounds through the receiver. I rock back in my chair and listen to the man whom will be giving me his daughters hand soon.