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Twilight is not mine.

Two excruciatingly long hours later, Bella starts to feel concerned as it's nearing eight. She glances at the time on the computer for the umpteenth time and exhales loudly, wondering how much longer his stamina can last. The doors have thankfully survived the bashing they've received and they seem to have stopped shaking, for now.

She saves her work and closes down the programs that she's running, before switching off the computer. She can't imagine that he's big on pillow talk, so hopefully they'll be finished soon. She stretches her arms up to loosen her stiff muscles and looks down at her feet to find her other shoe. As she searches with her foot under the desk, she feels a hand softly touch her shoulder, making her jump and curse loudly.

She turns to see Edward, who's leaning casually against the side of her desk, his irmpenetrable gaze fixed firmly on her face. She tries to not curse often and especially not at work.

"I'm so sorry, sir." She splutters her apology and slowly pulls her ear phones out.

Her eyes remain on him as she imagines him having sex against those doors. In her defence, she does try to stop herself but it hits her like a sledgehammer and her thoughts start to run with the momentum of a heavy train going down hill, she just can't prevent it.

He probably looks pretty magnificent whilst doing such an activity, she'd put the last twenty four dollars and six cents left in her bank account on him having a very, very nice body. She involuntarily licks her lips as her imagination runs rampant, but she's still acutely aware that he really is a jerk, albeit a very handsome one.

He's obviously very strong too by the sound of the banging, being thrusted into with that much force, the whole idea of it makes her squeeze her thighs together nervously. She's no prude but that's a bit rougher than she's used to. She's never been ravished or been made to feel like she's wanted, needed even. She reads about it though, and now exerts from some of her favourite romance novels are being played by surround sound in her head. It's been a while since she had a bit of bump and grind.

Her eyes wander and she tries to apply the brakes by discreetly pinching the skin on her hand.

It doesn't even look like he's broken a sweat, his face is perfect, his hair is a little more wild than earlier but there really are no other tell tale signs of what he's just been up to. Bella realises that she's gawking at her boss and he hasn't said anything. She feels her cheeks heat up under his scrutiny. She can't even tell what he's thinking, the lines of anger aren't there, it's almost blank. She suddenly feels flustered and very warm, the temptation to fan her face with his cheque book is strong.

Edward carefully avoids showing his emotions, but he's watching and waiting for Miss Swan to make a comment, or at least flee from him in disgust. Instead she takes that plump bottom lip of hers in between her teeth and his fingers twitch with the urge to release it. He can't think for the life of him why, but he doesn't like the torturous way her teeth are clamped down on it.

Her eyes are impossibly wide and his gaze momentarily shifts to the movement that her legs are making as she squeezes her thighs together. He can't imagine for one moment that the little display he just put on would arouse her, he must be reading it wrong.

He's very annoyed that she isn't disgusted, every time he tries to get her to leave, she just doesn't.

Irina is the best kick boxer and personal trainer that he's ever had. She's always pushed him to his limits, she is his ultimate stress reliever. Placing the bag on the hook by the door has always amused him. It wasn't even intentional the first time it happened, then the rumour mill went into overdrive and that was when he was branded as his current image.

He likes that the whole building thinks he's a complete ass, it's always easier to play that role. Plus, he is an ass, he's quite comfortable with his 'assness'.

He's heard the rumours, and he's certain that Miss Swan has heard them too. If she believes that he's unprofessional enough to fuck in his office, then so be it. It may make the seemingly impossible job of getting her to quit, a little less impossible.

"Um, have you finished sir? It's eight. I really should go." Bella keeps her voice steady but it cracks slightly at the end, betraying her.

"Fine." He snaps but the usual anger isn't quite as clear as normal, he looks disappointed. His eyes release hers as he looks down.

Bella can't help but notice that some of the stress and anger has lifted from him, maybe he really just needed to get laid. She leans her head to the side as she studies him, without his penetrating glare on her, it's easier to see clearly. She can't shake the feeling that he's not saying what he wants to say.

"Is there anything else you need, before I go?" She isn't really sure why that question leaves her brain but he looks almost, sad.

He lifts his head and leans across the desk, towards Bella's face. As he gets closer to her, she feels herself go crosseyed. His handsome face is now impossibly close and she can feel his warm breath on her lips. She finds herself wondering what he'd look like if he were to smile. There's something in his eyes that sends a slight shiver down her spine and her thoughts stop, along with her breathing as she wonders what he's going to do.

"What are you offering there, Isabella? You should be careful and a hell of a lot more precise when speaking to me. Or I'll get the wrong idea." It feels like his lips are mere inches away from hers. She really wants to close her eyes, but doesn't. Disappointment floods her because she was half hoping that she was going to see a human moment from him. Obviously not, she thinks bitterly to herself.

She feels flustered and surprisingly turned on. He really is dangerously sexy. The anger that ripples off him is suddenly, kind of appealing. she licks her dry lips again.

"It's Bella, and I'm not, I couldn't. I mean. I'm just going to go. I have to go. I'm going to be late. For my other job. The bar." She stutters her words as they tumble out of her mouth in a rush. She's sure that she sees his eyes twinkle, but it could just be the light.

"I conduct all my business at work, Miss Swan."

She springs up from her seat, grabs her bag and hurries to the elevator, stumbling over her anxious feet. She does glance back and notices that he's still watching her, a strange expression on his face. She can't decipher it and it takes a while for his face to disappear from her thoughts.

Once the elevator doors shut, Edward smiles, he seems to be doing that a lot lately. He's a little concerned about anyone catching him, he really doesn't want to tarnish his impeccable reputation. He coughs and rubs at his face. Seeing her flustered like that was actually, highly amusing. He was hoping that she wouldn't show up tomorrow, but now he's half hoping that she will. He's having more fun than he has in a long time.

When Bella finally gets home after midnight, she sneaks in and straight into bed. Her whole body hurts from the excruciating hours that she's been working. She can't wait until her reduced hours at the bar begin.

Her thoughts return to Edward as she falls asleep and her usual dreaming about Emmett comences, yet Edward seems to have replaced him. The plot, worryingly, stays the same.

Thankfully Edward is out at meetings for most of the next day. He's left Bella a lot of work to do and the phone seems to be ringing constantly. She has bags under her eyes from the restless sleep she had from waking several times in the night with her sheets bunched up around her.

At midday she re directs her calls to Rose and slips away. She ends up hiding in the file room with Jake. They eat their food together on the floor and it's not long before the conversation steers to Edward.

"Has he always been so angry?" Bella leans forward and picks at her noodles as she waits for Jake to reply. He seems to think about it for a moment.

"Well I've worked here for six years and I'm pretty sure that he has never smiled in my presence. I don't even think he knows I exist. He definitely doesn't know my name." Jake shrugs his shoulders.

"And the women?" Bella blushes as she remembers last night.

"Oh hell yeah. He has always had visits from a beautiful women, I have no idea where they come from. He probably buys them, like he does everything else."

"It's kind of sad really." Bella muses for a moment, before she hears Jake laugh.

"Oh, it's very sad. He doesn't live life, he has everything you can imagine and yet he has nothing. He alienates everyone, including his family. He has no girlfriend and he's a massive ass. Don't go feeling sorry for him, he is who he is and that is great for the way he conducts business. He's amazing as well as an ass, did I mention that?"

She can't help but laugh, Jake's right. She feels a lump of sadness sink into her stomach as she thinks about how lonely Edward must be. Bella's never been materialistic, she knows she's rich the moment she walks through the door and Riley runs at her and hugs her legs as though he hasn't seen her for years. That is wealth, love.

They don't speak about him again and Bella finds herself placing the odd nod and well placed 'yeah' at intervals, as though she's listening to Jake. Really her thoughts are on her angry boss.

She leaves work and heads straight to the bar, hoping to squeeze a few more hours of paid work in. She has told Jimmy that she wants fewer shifts and he seems fine about it, but tonight she wants to work to clear her head. He happily agrees as he's the only one on and disappears to his office to do paperwork. She does notice the circles under his eyes before he leaves.

She works really hard that night and she feels herself seriously waning as she nears the end of her shift. Jimmy pops out at eleven and tells her to go home. She doesn't have to be told twice as she grabs her bag and cashes in her tips. Tonight was a good night for tips and she carefully folds up the hundred and fifty dollars and stuffs it into her bag. She's left her jacket in her truck so she heads across the bar.

Halfway to the door she feels her head spin and she bumps into a warm body, she apologises as she steadies herself. She feels two strong hands as they hold her up by her arms. She looks up with an apologetic smile and looks into the stern face of Edward Cullen. He's staring down at her, looking pretty mad at her uncoordinated mistake. She wonders whether her pink frilly panties are about to spontaneously combust under his death stare.

Edward knows this is the bar that Miss Swan works at, yet he's still surprised to be looking down at her. His hands are still clutching at her arms, the warmth from her soft skin penetrates his fingers. He was about to get very angry at being barged into but now, with her looking up at him, her mouth set into a little 'o' of surprise, his anger dissipates.

He lets go of her, once he knows that she's steady and notices her outfit. The outfit, Edward tries to take in the shirt that stretches over her breasts but his mind is willing his eyes to drop lower, the pink things that he just saw another waitress wearing is also on his Miss Swan and her long, shapely legs are bare.

He internally begs that she doesn't say anything, because if she says that word or I fact anything, his willpower is getting sucked from him with every passing second. He wants to throw his very expensive jacket over her shoulders and hide her. He glances around the bar at all the leering men, staring unashamedly at her.

Bella wants to smooth her fingers over Edwards perpetual angry expression and see if there really is a human man inside. She feels a whole load of unexpected drool gathering in her mouth. There's only one other guy that can make her drool and he's the complete opposite of his brother. Emmett is her long time crush. She knows that Edward is a complete ass but he's really amazing to look at and there's just something about him and it's been bugging her since her conversation with Jake. She cocks her head to the side.

Bella finally finds her tongue and mumbles an apology, before averting her wandering eyes. She tries to side step him but he moves the same way, she can't help but notice how lithely he moves. She tests him and tries to move the opposite way, but he blocks the way again. She looks back up at him and raises a brow questioningly, its not like he's her boss in here. He steps closer and she can feel his proximity.

"Excuse me sir." His eyes are taking in her too tight top, that's stretched across her breasts. She wants to wrap her arms across herself but she doesn't want him to know that he's effecting her. His eyes finally travel up to meet hers and it feels like he's trying to read her mind, it's so intense.

"I'm sorry, Bella." His eyes hold a small sparkle as though he's finding the whole situation pretty funny. Not that there's even a hint of a smile. He steps out of the way giving her an exit and she walks passed him. She turns to look back at him, still surprised that he's there, his eyes are focused on her ass.

Bella doesn't know what makes her do it, but she wiggles her backside at him. His eyes widen and she quickly decides that she really needs to get out of here before she can get herself into anymore trouble. She slips out of the doors and into the freezing cold, the cab of the truck isn't much warmer than the bitter cold outside. She wraps her cold jacket around herself and starts up the engine, the comforting roar and splutter coughs into the night and she cranks up the heating.

When she gets home, there's a glow from the television and Rose must've been snoozing because she looks disorientated as Bella wanders in.

"Hi you, how was your shift?" Rose hates her working there, but she knows that they need the money to survive. The wage they earn at Cullen's is pretty good but who would've guessed just how much kids cost.

Even though Bella has a temporary raise, she knows that she'll have to carry on working there.

Riley always needs things, and Bella likes to help Rose. She's been a part of Riley's life since the moment he came into this world and she's got no intention on seeing him go without anything.

"It was okay, you never guess who was there tonight." She flops down on the couch, Rose's curiosity is clearly piqued as she stares at her.

"Who?"

"Edward Cullen. It's not like I've seen enough of him. The universe must hate me."

"Seriously? Oh I forgot to tell you, Emmett did say that apparently Tooties are struggling. Perhaps that's why he was there, the shark was circling trying to get his teeth into it. Did he see you?"

"Yeah, I kind of bumped into him. I'm not sure what he thought of my outfit." She can't help but laugh at the memory of his face as he looked at her with a hint of disbelief and maybe a smidgen of horror.

"You'd better be careful now, he might think you offer other services. He might start hooting your tooties." Rose snorts and then looks deadly serious.

"Has he been a complete ass?"

"It's been okay, I mean he's infuriating, rude and grumpy and he also enjoys a bit of sexy time during work hours. But I don't see him much, I've been buried under paperwork."

"How long is Angela away for?" Rose looks down at her fingers, she looks sad. "I miss you at work."

"I don't know, hopefully not too long. I miss you too. Emmett gave me a raise, I'll be dropping some shifts at the bar."

"Oh that's excellent, you really have been working a lot, Riley misses you. He keeps asking where you are."

"I miss him too."

"I want to hear everything, tell me."

Bella starts with her first meeting with Edward and she's surprised when Rose doesn't interrupt. She finishes with seeing him at Tooties and she waits for Rose's reaction.

"Bella, we need to sue his ass."

"We can't Rose, if we sue him we sue Carlisle and Emmett too. We can't do that after everything they've done."

"Then we call Carlisle and tell him how his son is treating you. He would be horrified Bella."

"No, it's fine. He can't fire me, but I can leave and I will if it gets too much." The thought of leaving doesn't sit well with her for some reason, she can't fathom why.

"You don't always have to act so strong. Normal people would've kicked his ass or at least walked out."

"True, and I will if it gets too much. Leave, not kick his ass."

"I can't believe that Emmett is making you stay. What on earth are his intentions?" Rose goes silent and Bella sighs as she fires up her macbook, she enters 'angry boss' into the search engine. The images that come up make her laugh loudly. Rose seems to wake from her thought process, her forehead lined with confusion.

"Did he say, fraternization policy?"

Bella's eyes are still focused on the pictures as she scrolls down, while answering.

"Yeah, why?" Bella looks up in interest when Rose doesn't answer immediately. Of all that she just told Rose, this was the last thing she thought Rose would dwell on.

"It's quite well known that there is no such policy at Cullen's. That's how Carlisle and Esme met, they worked together. In fact I think she was his assistant, anyway I remember the controversy it caused at the time. They dropped it from the contacts years ago. I thought you knew that?"

"I didn't. I wonder why he said that then? He definitely takes advantage of that loophole doesn't he?" Bella laughs loudly as she remembers the door shaking good time he had yesterday evening.

"I'm not so sure it covers having sex in the office and Irina isn't an employee anyway."

Bella is lost in thought for a moment until she sees Rose's head falling forward.

"Rose, go to bed. I'm still a bit too hyperactive to attempt sleep."

"This isn't over, hopefully now he knows that you won't quit, he'll resign himself to it and leave you alone. Keep me up to date."

She yawns and shuffles off to bed before Bella can think to respond.

It's about an hour later, during an episode of Criminal Minds, when Bella finally feels ready to go to sleep. She slopes off towards Riley's room to check on him before she turns in. He's fast asleep and she listens to his light snoring for a moment before turning off his night light. She leans down and kisses him on his soft, chubby little cheek before she heads to her own bed.