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“Get up,” snarled Esme. She ripped the blankets from my body and I curled up in my bed.

Last night was brutal, more so than usual. I was kept up late because I was being punished for a negative review I’d received. It wasn’t even that negative, certainly not negative about me. The comment was about the restaurant we went to and not about my performance. My date chose the restaurant. Not me.

“Get. Up!” Esme hissed, tugging the pillow from underneath my face. “You’ve been requested for a high-end job. Isabella Swan wants you for the grand opening for Swan Towers.” She grabbed my chin and stared into my eyes. “Fuck if I know why. You’re worthless. Why do I keep you?”

“I’m sorry about the restaurant and taking my date there,” I whispered, trying to keep the pain out of my facial expression and my voice. “I’ll remember that if I’m requested by that client again.”

“Doubtful,” Esme scoffed, getting up and wiping her hands on her leather skirt. “I’m waiting for an email from Isabella. This is a big deal. You will make her happy. Do you understand?”

“I understand, Esme,” I said.

“Not Esme,” she growled.

“Yes, Mistress,” I whispered. 

Esme Platt

Edward Masen

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I showered after I sent off that email. Rose gave me my schedule for tomorrow’s opening. Pretty much, I was going to be spending a majority of my day getting beautified. I had an appointment at nine to get my body buffed and waxed. Rose was insistent on getting my cooter waved. I don’t know why. It’s not like anyone is going to see it. Certainly not my date. Shortly after that, I was getting my hair cut and highlighted along with my makeup done. Once I was finished with all of the beautification, I’d head back to my apartment to get ready with my sleek, sexy red dress and matching red shoes and bold jewelry.

As I was flipping through pictures of hairdos for the opening tomorrow on my iPad, my cell phone rang. It was a blocked number, but it was around the time that Esme said that Edward would be calling me. I swiped my fingers across the phone screen, answering the call. “Hello?”

“Is this Isabella Swan?” asked a deep, raspy voice.

“Speaking. Is this Edward Masen?” I replied.

He chuckled, his masculine laughter going directly to my pussy. How could a laugh sound so fucking sexy? Gah! I need to get laid! 

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“Is this Isabella Swan?” asked a deep, raspy voice.

“Speaking. Is this Edward Masen?” I replied.

He chuckled, his masculine laughter going directly to my pussy. How could a laugh sound so fucking sexy? Gah! I need to get laid! “This is Edward,” he answered. “It’s nice to put a voice to that snarky, witty email.”

“It’s nice to put a voice to that handsome face,” I smirked. “It’s nice to meet you, Edward.”

“You as well, beautiful,” he purred. “I’m honored that you chose me to be your date for the grand opening for the new Swan Towers. I’ve seen them as they were being built and they are gorgeous buildings.”

“Thank you. My father is very proud of them. He designed them himself. Usually, he paid some fancy, schmancy designers and architects to create his hotels, but since Seattle is his home town, he wanted to build these hotels in his own design,” I said. “I’m the interior designer and manager of the hotels.”

“Then, I have no doubt that they will be the most chic, sleekest hotels in Seattle,” Edward murmured. “Have you lived in Seattle all of your life?”

“I was born and raised, only leaving when I was in college and graduate school. You?” I asked.

“I only moved to Seattle in the past ten years, but I’ve lived in Washington all of my life. I lived in a small town about three hours outside of Seattle through high school,” he answered.

“Did you go to college?”

“No, I didn’t. I’d like to though. It just wasn’t in the cards,” Edward said, wistfully, almost sad. “What’s on the agenda for tomorrow? I’m yours all night.”