This is the 2nd part.

Thanks for reading!

I'm just going to say now that this story is about to go onto another level. There is going to be some angst, some revelations and it's going to be a journey.

Please be prepared for any triggers. I will be advising you when they are coming. But just a forewarning.

Twilight isn't mine.

Bella nods, grateful to be leaving and he also doesn't seem to be annoyed with her. Hopefully that won't be changing today, her nerves are still far too bunched up.

"Can you do any better for him?" She whispers it as an after thought, knowing that she could be pushing his boundaries. He leans in slightly to hear her and looks surprised at her question, he seems to think about it for a moment.

"Perhaps, but I think you're confusing me with Emmett."

The ride back to the office is the same as the way there and the silence is beginning to get to Bella.

"Is everything okay Mr. Cullen?" She looks tentatively at him, worried about his response. He turns his head slowly and his eyes dart down at her legs before travelling back to lock with hers.

"Did you manage to get all the important points down?"

"Yes. Sir." He turns towards the window again, but she's not satisfied.

"Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry but that Sam was awful."

"I want to see the notes you made." He sounds angry now, but she really doesn't want to show him because she doodled all around them in the silent periods. That includes writing his name and drawing hearts and smiley faces around it and she may've even practised writing her name as Bella Cullen in preparation for her imaginary wedding to Emmett. She'd rather not think about the little picture of Edward as a stick figure with an angry face, holding a whip.

"Certainly, I'll type them up as soon as we get back to the office." His head snaps back to her.

"Now." He growls that single syllable and holds out his impatient hand.

This is a prime example of how effective he is at confusing people. Bella wouldn't let many people talk to her like this but for some reason the thought to question him doesn't enter her mind.

She immediately passes him her notebook and twiddles her nervous thumbs together. She glimpses up at him several times as he meticulously looks through the pages, his expression not giving anything away.

Just as they turn into the underground lot he wordlessly hands it back to her. Bella's hand shakes as as she tries to accept it out of his hand. He doesn't let go straight away and she awkwardly pulls on it, not sure what to do. She chances a look at his face, he looks annoyed and a little bit confused, his blue eyes search her flushed face. He pulls on it sharply and she ends up being pulled forward, her body bent towards him.

"Do you make it a habit of getting every man to fawn over you Miss Swan?"

She would've giggled at his choice of words but the atmosphere is too heavy, she shakes her head.

"I don't."

"Oh you do, and I don't think you even realise it."

Edward can see down the front of her blouse, he tries not to notice but her breasts are pushed up and the soft swell is tantalising him. She genuinely seems oblivious of her charms. He saw her innocent drawings around her notes, which were incredibly efficient. He wants to know why she wrote her name with his surname because he's starting to wonder if her and Emmett had become closer than employer and employee.

"Are the notes okay?" She's stuttering again, it makes him want to reassure her, which is definitely not something he does.

He doesn't answer her as they both leave the car and walk towards his elevator.

Bella stumbles after him, trying to keep up with his long strides. The skirt won't behave and she hears it rip as she almost falls over when her feet get caught up. He turns back to her and rolls his eyes dramatically as he grabs her arm. He steers her carefully towards the elevator and his long fingers pinch into her skin slightly from his firm grip.

Once she's safe inside the elevator, she looks down at her skirt trying to find where it's ripped. She twists her body as she smooths down the material. Just as she's trying to check the back by sweeping her hand across the material, she feels Edward's finger as it runs down the side of her naked thigh.

She freezes as her body suddenly stirs at the warmth that blooms across her skin from his light touch. She turns her head slowly and looks down. The lace from the top of her stocking is now visible through the large tear and he's gently running his long finger over it.

Bella's blood scorches it's way through her veins as his finger lazily drags against her pale skin. Her nerve endings tingle and they all seem to migrate and then congregate in one area of her body.

Edward continues to drag it up and down slowly, seemingly transfixed. She manages to move her eyes away from the sexy and hypnotic scene that's going on and looks up at him. His face is filled with concentration and his eyes seem glued to the revealing rip in her skirt.

Bella's heart hammers against her ribs painfully as every erogenous zone seems to awaken on her body. It takes her breath away and she hardly dares to move incase he stops. She knows in her heart that this isn't completely right, but she did straighten his tie without his consent, it isn't that different. She also can't bring herself to care.

The elevator doors open and it seems to snap him out of his moment, she mourns his touch immediately as he steps out, without a backward glance.

Bella's had sex before, although she's not really sure that anyone would count her first time. It was with her then boyfriend, Mike Newton. They'd managed to sneak off during prom to his car. He couldn't actually get it in and they both left the scene with red faces, especially as he still managed to come all over her beautiful dress. That wasn't easy to explain to poor Charlie.

Sex then became a regular occurrence and they only ever did it in one position and it was always the missionary. Missionary Mike would grunt and squirm on top of her and she'd get bored. She often tried to enjoy it and attempted to spice it up but he wasn't ever interested. He never cared that she didn't once orgasm with him. She gave up in the end and would tolerate it. It ended when she moved here and they both couldn't see a future.

Bella shudders at the memory. He never made her feel aroused by his whole body, let alone a single finger. She takes a deep and calming breath before hurrying out of the elevator and into Edward's office.

Edward stands in front of his desk and watches as Bella walks, with apparent new ease thanks to the rip. She hesitate in front of him and her gaze lowers and aims towards the crotch of his pants. He's not sure if it's accidental as he sees her face turn rosy red. He just felt her up in his elevator, he didn't even mean to, it just happened. The thing that surprises him the most is that she allowed him to do it.

Bella manages to avert her eyes quickly and she could've been imagining it in her wanton mood but there's a considerable bulge. She tries to squeeze her thighs together in an attempt to tame the sudden fire.

Edward realises that he should've sat in his chair or at least held something against his crotch but he wants her to see what she does to him, yet another straining fly. It was her silky soft creamy thigh and those damn stockings. He's used to having an effect on women and it's usually his money that gets them to spread their legs so willingly, but this girl is taken, he's sure of it. He intends on finding out.

He takes his cell out of his pocket as he watches Bella Close his doors behind her.

"Make a move on the Jimmy Simmons project. I want it."

"If I think it's worth it, then it is. Don't question me, just get it done."

"No, and while you're at it. I want that file I asked you to look at. It was good information but I want contact details. Email me."

He ends the call and slumps into his seat. He's positive about Banner, he knows that he gave him a good deal, even though there's a history there and he didn't particularly want to play nice, his father insisted that he at least be a little less of a prick. He's pretty sure that he achieved that today.

Edward feels utterly drained, hopefully it's just down to the lack of sleep. He rubs at his shoulder again, the pain is lingering and it's a sharp stabbing pain. It hasn't hurt in a while and he doesn't like what that could mean.

He keeps seeing Bella's face in his mind as she questioned him. He could technically do better, he could help Bradley. He could be like Emmett, or at least let Emmett have the file. He doesn't like that she's made him question himself. He shakes his head and rubs at his eyes. He needs some fucking sleep, he's going mad.

He also keeps dwelling on Bella fighting his corner, she seems loyal despite his antics. It surprised him and he has no idea how to react to it. He doesn't need anyone to do that, but she showed a fire that he didn't think she was capable of. He also wants to know why she doesn't pick him up for his behaviour.

Bella sits at her desk and puts her head into her hands, confusion is clouding her rational thoughts. She sits up straight and let's her fingers dance efficiently over the keyboard as she types up her notes.

She tears the original notes out of her book and puts them through the shredder because she doesn't want a constant reminder of it. She then places the printed out notes on Edward's desk, he's not in there so she leaves a note on top explaining that she needed to go home and that she hoped it was okay. She glances at her watch, it's six and although she hasn't left on time once this week, it's past her finishing time.

Rose is already at home when she arrives and Riley is bouncing off the walls.

"Have you been eating chocolate again?" She laughs and let's her troubles fall away as he catapults himself into her out stretched arms. She's missed him so much this week, she usually sees him every afternoon.

"Bewwa!"

Rose comes out of the kitchen with an apron on and flour everywhere, she pays herself down and clouds of it go into the air around her.

"Making cakes." Riley is struggling to get out of her arms, so she puts him down and watches as he runs into the kitchen.

"Hey B, Emmett has asked me out to lunch next week." Rose has a huge smile on her face.

Bella chokes on mouth juices, making her splutter and cough like an eighty a day smoker. Rose comes over to her, trying to fuss but Bella waves her away whilst trying not to die.

"Wha?" She manages, in between coughing up her internal organs.

Rose is laughing at her as she stands there doubled over. She repeats herself.

"Emmett asked me out for lunch, and I said yes." She starts doing a little dance, her eyes shine with happiness. Riley joins in and Bella watches in amusement as Rose sweeps him up into her arms and twirls him around, much to his delight. Bella is so glad for Rose she deserves some happiness, even if she is stealing her future husband.

"Your going out with Emmett? But I've got plans to marry him." She pouts dramatically at her making her laugh.

"I never even saw it coming." She's beaming, she's had a crush on him as well, ever since they started working there. But Bella secretly knows that she seems to be developing a new crush herself, there is no way that she can tell Rose that juicy bit of gossip because she would go mad.

Neither of them have got round to dating since Riley was born, that and working has made it a non existent priority. Bella almost started dating Jimmy from the bar once but it never worked out, thankfully they've stayed friends.

Rose is still gushing over Emmett's date and tells Bella excitedly that she needs to go shopping for something to wear in her lunch break tomorrow.

Bella feels slightly concerned because she likes what she has right now. Riley is so much to her. If they date and perhaps move on with their relationship, she'd have to deal with not seeing Riley. That would rip out her heart. She feels tears as they build up behind her eyelids. She's absolutely ecstatic for Rose, she's just missing them already. Bella refuses to allow those tears to fall, she's ashamed at her selfish thoughts.

"So you will come with me tomorrow lunch, wont you? I need you to come." She places her hands together and waits for Bella to answer.

"Of course I will."

Bella smiles before heading to her room. She really needs to have a shower and get changed, Rose starts banging on her door as she's getting undressed.

"Bella, It's Mr. Cullen on the phone."

Bella had literally just been thinking about him and in her panic, she hot potatoes her underwear from one hand to the other. She quickly drops them and pulls her yoga pants on. She can actually hear her heart banging in her chest.

Rose shouts through the door again.

"I'll put the phone down if you pick up the phone in your room."

Bella picks up the handset from the base and waits until it clicks to signal Rose ending her line. Then she starts to worry, she's never had her boss call her at home before.

"Hello?"

"Isabella, I needed to check where the file on Clarke's is."

She racks her brain, remembering that she put it in her desk drawer.

"It's in my desk drawer, the one on the left in the middle. Is there a problem with it?" She clutches at the phone.

"No, I just can't find it." She can hear him rifling around at her desk for a moment.

"I can pop in and help."

"No, I've got it. We may need to make a short trip to New York next week. Be prepared as it'll be short notice."

"Okay."

She hears him end the call and she flops back down on her bed. That was weird, surely he didn't need that file, considering its all been sorted and sold off. Even though she was happy to hear his dulcet tones, it's just strange. Rose knocks to come in, she's dying to know what he wanted so Bella tells her.

"Oh boy. You are in big trouble." She has one hand on her hip, a knowing smile on her face.

"What do you mean?" Bella frowns, she has no idea what Rose is trying to imply. She can't know that Bella has been having less than innocent thoughts about her boss recently, surely.

Riley runs in with his backpack, his face is a little bit red and he looks up at them both.

"I'm ready to go now."

Hes even put his shoes on, even if they are on the wrong feet.

"Where are you going?" Bella bends down and fixes the strap on his shoulder, which is all twisted.

"Mummy said you've got to go to work. I want to see the scary man."

"Im not going anywhere while there are yummy cakes in the house."

"I'm going to tell him off for being mean."

Bella grabs him and cuddles him close, his smell infiltrates her and her worries disappear. Anything can be fixed with a hug from Riley.

"I love you."

The rest of the evening is spent making dinner and eating Riley's cakes. Riley is tired from a long trip to the park and he ends up going to bed early.

The girls both follow soon after. Rose's thoughts are consumed by Emmett and her up and coming date. She's oblivious to the fact that her best friend is laying with her eyes wide open on the other side of the wall, her own thoughts lingering on her tempestuous boss.

Bella finally closes her eyes, and for the second time, dreams of Edward Cullen.