Right guys, This is abit of Edward POV. I know you guys have been wondering where he has been, Well here is his entrance. Something different :) Thankyou for reading i appreciate it and also all of the support and reviews you guys give. You spur me on :)
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-DaBeach xxx
First Time Impressions
The harsh lights flash rapidly in front of my eyes as the car speeds down the highway. I am furious! Not only have these imbecile's my father has employed fucked up every order of stock. But they now seem to be forgetting their place.
Some fucker had the audacity to look me dead in the eyes and refuse to take orders! Let's just say he is no longer in the picture. What Edward Cullen says, Is the final word. No questions. No opinions to deny. The fact is, if you disrespect a Cullen, there will be hell to pay.
The day started off pretty much un-eventful. Just an everyday check up with the various clubs my father owns then go check the stock. But it seems to be my Dad's people told the completely wrong location to load of supplies. So now, Precious stock is half way across the country with there being no way to get to it in time.
That's not my job to go chasing problems. I pay people to do that.
I storm through the back entrance of the underground manor house. It's definitely the place to be when shit goes down. It's secret, and only a selected bunch of people know how to enter, that is excluding the staff.
I enter Dad's large office like room and am quickly approached by Heidi, maybe the only woman, other than my sister, that people had respect for. She was a hard nut to crack and pretty much run the show around here.
"Edward, You were not meant to be back for another couple of hours, why the hurry" She asked, placing a whiskey beside the table next to me.
She may be a tough nut but she was also who knew my mood best. Right now, A Whiskey was what I needed to calm down my shit.
"Bring me Aro, The shit has hit the fan and it's not my job to clean." I say. A Smile plays at her lips at my choice of words, and I join her, feeling relieved at the release of tension held within my body.
"I am not sure where he is at this time, I will send Felix, he is your Dad's Arse lick after all." She laughs and again I join her. This is what else I liked about Heidi, she isn't afraid to speak her thoughts, she isn't afraid I will chew her head off. She is one of my limited amounts of friends in this place. It's nice to have.
"sure thing Heidi, Send 'em In here' She Exits the room. I walk across the room to the small fridge and grab a beer. I need it. I deserve it.
Half way through the beer Felix and one of his disciples walks into the room, I raise from the chair and wait for them to bow their heads. I may allow leverage to Heidi when it comes to this amount of respect. But I still expect it from these Shit heads.
"Surely Heidi informed you why I need you. Where is Aro, I need to speak to him." I say, lacing my voice with authority.
Both of them look up from their position, giving each other a weary look.
"Answer me" I begin to raise my voice. I have had a shit day, and the silence of these two is not helping. I need another whiskey. Pronto.
"Sir, Your father is…Err…Preoccupied at this moment in time" He says, still weary and unsure.
"What do you mean he is Preoccupied!" I roar. "I am his son, His Progeny at that! I am first in the pecking order when it comes to his doings. This is important. Tell him to stop what he is doing because time is running out!" I shout. I can't be dealing with this shit. By preoccupied, they obviously mean he is having a fuck. What is more important! Him Laying his nut or losing out on Millions!
"As you wish sir." Felix says as he bows his head and hurriedly leaves the room with co in tow.
I Sit back down on the dark leather chair, my anger running on empty.
I'm too angry to sit, so I look at the papers on Fathers desk, I know I am not meant to snoop, but in this line of work, snoop is necessary.
Nothing new really with all the paper work, just the usual clients and job applications.
I run through the job applications, giving a mental opinion on each one as I read through them all.
He is too small.
He's Obviously Lying.
I don't like his face.
Then, under the applications, I see pictures. Many pictures, all of the same girl. Why her? Granted the girl was absolutely beautiful. You know those stereotypical movies where there is that stalker who takes pictures of your everyday life? Well those were these pictures. Who is she? Why does my dad have them? I turn one of the photos where there is writing.
Isabella Swan.
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-DaBeach xxx