Bella

‘Shit!’ I cursed, and swerved wildly, nearly hitting another silver Volvo. The driver of the Volvo honked angrily, and sweat beaded on my cold forehead. My left heel jammed hard onto the brake and I jerked forward, fingers gripping the wheel very tightly.

The teenager on the bicycle I nearly hit hurried away. ‘Watch where you’re going, lady!’ he shouted, and very charmingly flipped up his middle finger.

Gasping, I hastily continued into the intersection and turned left, heart thumping, escaping the myriad of irritated drivers who had started an orchestra of honks behind me.

Clearly, I wasn’t the best driver.

But who could blame me? I was late, damnit! And of all days… today was the day of m scheduled meeting! I glanced at the large folio of papers sitting idly beside me, and calmly reassured myself that it wasn’t going anywhere.

I found myself wishing that I really hadn’t stayed up all night watching Sex and the City, and grumbling about my own sex life. My last boyfriend left me for a German model named Saskia and now I was practically celibate.

Rounding another corner and still breathing heavily, I hurriedly parked my beaten-up sedan into a tiny parking space. Grabbing my purse and realigning my underwear, I peered up and saw that I was a hundred yards away from the actual work building. A large, gleaming sign stood proudly on top of the magnificent building, nearly thirty-stories high and the sun reflected off its glassy surface, momentarily blinding me.

Cullen International Corporation.

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Edward Cullen.

Speak this name to any woman on earth, and expect much gushing, swooning and squealing. Recently named People magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive award for two years in a row, Edward Cullen effectively beat other celebrities like George Clooney and Brad Pitt.

With effortlessly tussled bronze hair, mesmerizing golden eyes, cheekbones sharp enough to cut you and a body that made the sternest and stiffest of women blush like teenagers, Edward Cullen certainly deserved the title.

Edward Cullen had inherited an almost indecent sum of money from his late grandfather, and founded Cullen International Corporation. His company grew with alarming speed, and soon it was internationally known. He took over telecommunications at the age of twenty-three, and his company grew even more. His company’s branches popped up out of nowhere overnight, and everywhere I went I saw Cullen International Corporation under everything. Edward Cullen had branched out to luxury apartments and hotels.