Author: PorcelainLily13 PM
Edward is a successful manager at a popular New York Italian Restaurant. For his brithday, Emmett and Jasper take him to a stripper's club. What will he find there? Read to find out! Major Lemons in later chapters! Promise!Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 7 - Words: 23,898 - Reviews: 189 - Favs: 119 - Follows: 233 - Updated: 08-24-08 - Published: 05-29-08 - id: 4286653
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This is a new story that came to me! I was listening to a song and it came to me that it could be a story. This is the longest chapter that I've ever written and I plan to write more. I hope you guys like and please review! I'd like to know if you like it or not.
Song for this chapter - Topless by Breaking Benjamin
Birthday's and Stripper's
"Gooooood Morning New York! Today is June 20th and it is currently six am. Traffic is clear unless you hit route 309 where an accident consisting of a truck and a car has blocked the streets. The current weather outside is 54 degrees with the chance of rain... ." I hit the snooze button to my alarm clock, not caring to hear the recent news that the radio station provided. I turned to my left side and stretched out, while opening and closing my eyes. As I settled back into my favorite position I thought, another day. And I know that this is going to be like yesterday.
For the past three years I have waken up at six am everyday to the same radio station on my alarm clock to get ready for work. I am manager of the over-popular restaurant named Serafina. Italian food is popular in New York, so it was a wise choice of choosing to build my families restaurant where it currently stands. Various celebrities come to dine in Serafina, the common people are like George Clooney, Julia Roberts, and Drew Barrymore. All of the pictures that I have taken with each of them are currently sitting in frames at my office's side desk since there are so many. My job contains long hours and much attention to every aspect of the restaurant. My father raised me to take over the business, he now is retired and lives in Cancun with my mother, enjoying life and having fun. One day I know that will be me. All I needed now was a wife to bare me a child, a son more like it.
My mother, Esme, has tried countless times to set me up with one of her friends daughters, to my dismay though, they are nothing that I'm interested in. All want to party, get drunk, have wild sex and want me to spend thousands of dollars on them. They always call back, I always decline the second offer. I just want a girl to like me for who I truly am, Edward Anthony Cullen - not the rich manager Edward Anthony Cullen. My lack of finding someone to accept me for who I am has gotten me to give up, since I truly believe that there is no one out there for me.
I got out of bed and pushed the button on the remote that is laying on my night stand. The currents move to the side, allowing the window to be visible and light to fill the bedroom. My penthouse is on the twenty-third floor and has three bedrooms, three full bathrooms, an office, study, living room, family room, kitchen, dining room, nook, and bar, overall is was over two-thousand square feet and costed me about eight million dollars. It was all worth it, especially after witnessing the scene I get every morning as I wake up - the whole of New York city.
I look down the window to see people already walking on the sidewalks. What was said about New York - It's the city that never sleeps - was not a false statement whatsoever. It is always crowded and always alive with people roaming amongst it's streets. I walk to the door on the left to go to the restroom. I shower and get myself ready just like any other day. I come out and go to the door next to it, my walk-in-closet. I touch the screen to put in my password and all the secured closet doors open up to allow me access to anything I'd like to wear for the day. I choose a black suit with a blue, silver and white tie. I put the newly acquired Day-Date II Rolex on my right wrist and the all too common black business shoes on. I look in the mirror and smile at how great I look.
I'm not trying to be selfish, but I knew how great looking I was. Every woman and even some guys, even though that scared me a lot, fawned over how handsome, sexy, even hot I look, even when I was younger. I stand at 6'2" with a bronze shade of hair and green eyes. My build wasn't hard core muscular, just, what I believe, is a perfect build. I look one more time in the mirror and straighten my tie just in case. I walk out of the walk-in-closet and head for the kitchen.
I grab a water bottle out of the refrigerator and an apple from the fruit basket. I pick up my blackberry and my briefcase as I head out of the door. After arriving on the main floor, thanks to the elevator, I head to the counter and ask Fred for today's newspaper.
"Of course Mr. Cullen. Would you like anything else before you proceed on with your day?" Fred is an older man who is going bald on the top of his head, but you wouldn't know that unless he took off the hat he wore everyday. He smiles at me, and the smile always makes me feel as though there's something he's hiding from everyone else. I know my assumptions are wrong, that he's just a harmless fifty-seven year old man, but he's one of those creepy fifty-seven year old men.
"No, Fred. There is nothing else."
I proceed out the spinning door and begin to walk amongst the crowded sidewalk. Immediately my phone rings.
"Hey Edward!," my publicists chants into the phone. Alice Brandon was a short-like pixie, but a smart and cunning woman at it. I've known her since college, so our bond was stronger than any other. I considered her more of a sister than a friend or my publicist.
"What's up Alice?" I ask back into the phone.
"I just wanted to say Happy Birthday! I can't believe you are already twenty-three! How old!" I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk which caused four people to mumble at me and push me to the side. I have totally forgotten that it was my own birthday. I couldn't say anything at first.
"Hello? Edward you still there?" I shook my head out of the trance and said, "Yea I'm still here Alice."
"Let me guess Edward. You forgot it was your birthday?"
I laughed with how accurate this girl was. Another reason why she was my publicist. "Yes Alice I did forget, but thank you for reminding me."
"No problem. I just want to fill you in on your daily routine..."
"Alice, isn't this my secretaries job?" I interrupted her, because her and I always had this conversation over my secretary Jessica.
"Yes my dear friend it is, but I don't trust her whatsoever, so I like to tell you just in case. So, you have a business meeting with Tyler at eleven to discuss over expanding the restaurant. Lunch with me of course, and I'll bring Jasper, at one. And around three Emmett will be around to pick you up for the party."
"Wait Alice! What party? We never discussed a party?"
"Of course silly, that you are going to have a party! You only turn twenty-three once. Plus we get to make you feel old!"
"Don't forget Alice that your birthday is only four months away, and you'll be twenty-three too." I smirked after I told her this, I knew it was a good comeback.
"Yes Edward you are right, but still remember my friend, you are older, which means you'll die first." She giggled on the other side of the phone and I just chuckled at what she said. Typical Alice.
"Well Edward, I'm off. Ta-ta! Have a happy birthday again! See you after work!"
She hung up on me and I slid the blackberry from my hand to my pocket. I was only a block away from my restaurant, so I picked up my pace. After two minutes and turning the corner I saw it. My pride and joy. My second house. My only family. Everything that I had was spilled into this place. It was magnificent, a work of art.
I entered through the door, usually we have a doorman, but his shift doesn't start until nine. I turn on the main lights and begin to walk to the back of the building where my office lays. I get there and unlock it and open it. It wasn't a very big office, but it suited me just fine. Two nice and expensive black leather chairs sat in the middle, facing my dark wood desk with the newest edition of the Mac. Book shelves were behind me, the left of my desk was the side-desk with all the picture frames, and the right side was another side-desk that contained shelves of CDs and cabinets of papers. I sighed as I turned on the computer and read the Memo's on my desk left for me by Jessica.
First one read my reminder of my business meeting with Tyler. Second one told me that dad called with a number underneath it. Third was a notice by the mayor of New York telling me that the awards ceremony was coming up in a month for the best restaurant in New York. The forth was from Jessica herself wishing me happy birthday with hearts surrounding the words. I was a bit disturbed, but I wasn't blind to notice that she liked me. I always told myself that I won't get mixed in with office affairs, since it creates too much drama in ones life, and that is what I told Jessica. She just didn't seem to care. That was a main reason why Alice didn't trust her. I wouldn't fire her unless she completely screwed me over though.
The day went on and we soon opened. Slowly costumer's took their seats for lunch and the food was being cooked. The smell that floated into my office made me realize that I haven't eaten since seven this morning, and a little snack wouldn't be a burden. I pushed the buzzer on the telephone, "Jessica, can you go to the kitchen and get me some garlic bread. Put it on my account please."
"Yes Mr. Cullen." See, she wasn't too bad.
About ten minutes later Jessica knocked on the door and walked in with a plate that contained three slices of garlic bread and my favorite mariana sauce. The chef knew me too well and gave me what I liked. "Thanks Jessica."
"No problem Mr. Cullen. By the way, did you get my Memo this morning?" I looked up at her from the papers I was reading and saw her smile. It was one of those that made her seem hopeful that I fell for it, well I didn't.
"Yes Jessica I did. Thank you."
"Your welcome." After she said that I put my head back down to read the papers. She still stood there probably expecting me to come out from my desk and ravish her from head to toe just because of a Memo. I think not. I heard he sigh and walk out of the office. I grimaced as I heard the door shut too hard and loudly, this was not going good.
At eleven I sat in the business room with Tyler. I explained my plans on expanding the restaurant so we could put more tables, and since the ceilings were high, maybe even put a second story to make the restaurant seem more special. Tyler agreed that it could work and added the figures up. It was a hefty price, but a price I could deal with myself. Around twelve-thirty I walked Tyler out and came back to the office to find another Memo on my desk. My dad called again.
I placed the note on my computer screen as I logged off and got my coat and briefcase. I knew I had to start leaving now if I wanted to get on time to meet Alice and Jasper at the restaurant for lunch.
Lunch went well, Alice brought a little present along with her to give to me. It was a new tie, an Armani one, so I knew it wasn't cheap. I thanked her and gave her a hug, but she said that, that was one of the many still to come. I laughed and shook my head. I couldn't wait to wear this tie tomorrow.
The end of the day for me was coming to an end, and soon Emmett would be on his way to pick me up for this party that I never agreed to. Mark came into my office and knocked.
"Hey Edward. I'm checking in to tell you that I'm here for the night shift."
"Thanks Mark. How are you?"
"I'm fine, but how are you Mr. Birthday Boy?"
I laughed at his comment and shook my head, "I'm fine. Thanks."
"No problem. Well I need to go get ready before I get fired." He raised his eyebrows three times to allow me to know he was joking, and laughed as he left my office. Mark was a good guy. I trust him with my business, so that is why I hired him as the restaurants night manager. He had great idea's and good charm, so the restaurant did great with him.
My phone rang and I picked it up. "Cullen."
"Yo Bro! Come on out, I'm here!" Yelled Emmett.
"I'm coming." I chuckled as I hung up on him.
I left my office saying goodbye to Jessica, which I knew she should have left already since her shift was over, but I knew that she stayed to make sure I left okay.
I walked out of Serafina and into Emmett's large jeep.
"Happy Birthday dude!"
"Thanks Emmett. Where is this thing by the way?"
"Alice's place of course, but don't worry, Jasper and I have an escape route to get you to where the party really is." He had a mischievous look on his face and I knew right then and there that this was not going to be good.
Emmett drove fast, so we got to Alice's place in eight minutes. We got up there and the place was covered in streamers and balloons. I was horrified, but had to mask my face real quick before anyone saw my emotion. Everyone at the same time screamed 'Happy Birthday!' and I laughed out of acting. This is something I know I'm going to dread for the next hour.
Alice came over to give me another hug for the day and said her happy birthday wishes again. I thanked her yet again and moved on. I saw the beautiful Rosalie Hale in the middle of the room and made my way over to her.
"Hey," she said as she smiled at me. I always thought she was beautiful, a woman who was suitable for any guy, but I knew that she wasn't what I was looking for.
"Happy Birthday Edward." I thanked her and gave her hug before Emmett came over and wrapped his arm around her waist. He always felt that he had to do that in front of me. I didn't need to warning to know that she belonged to him, but I knew what sent him that way. Before him and Rosalie were dating i told him how beautiful she was and how I was willing to give her a chance, but he beat me to it and I soon realized that she wasn't my type. After he told me that they were dating I reassured him that I wasn't interested. Yeah, he got a bit mad claiming that every man would want a woman like Rosalie. I didn't know what to say after that because any answer - Rosalie being hot, Rosalie being not - was going to be the wrong answer. I left it at that and kept my space.
After having cake and opening presents, I was satisfied with my day. That was until Emmett grabbed me into the bathroom, where Jasper was in too and pushed me out of the window. The escape ladder was our only way out claimed Emmett, but I told him that this was taking the extreme. Jasper and Emmett both laughed and kept climbing down. I tried to mention to them that both of their girlfriends were going to be very mad at them, but they said that they had ways to make the girls understand. I gave up at the end and allowed them to take me where ever they liked. When we arrived though, I regretted thinking that.
We stopped at one of the most popular and posh stripper's clubs in New York City. I shrunk back into the jeep as I realized there were paparazzi at the entrance. I didn't and couldn't be seen here.
"Emmett! What they hell are you thinking? I can't go in there! One picture of me entering into a stripper's club means my reputation is over!"
"Relax my man! I have my ways." He drove on and turned, and I realized he was taking us to the back of the building. He parked in one of the parking spots and opened the door for me. "Birthday Man, after you." He bowed and stood until I walked out.
"I can't believe this is your plan! On taking me to a stripper's club! This is irrational Emmett! And you too Jasper!"
"Hey this was all Emmett's idea. You know how he is, once he's set his mind to it, there's no way of arguing your way out of it." Jasper was right, him and I both knew it. I sighed and followed Emmett. There was a big guy at the back entrance with his arms crossed. Intimidation reeked from his pores, but I knew better, it was just for show. Emmett cleared our names and we began to walk into the club.
As we were walking into the main part though, I got a glance into one of the rooms of the strippers for the night. A star hung on the door and the name "Bella" was written on the plaque. The light was on in the room and there were voices talking back to each other. As I passed I snuck a look and saw the back of a brunette's head in a blue baby doll dress and blue high heels, talking to a guy in a chair. I looked forward as I noticed the guys glance at me as we passed. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
Emmett found us a spot at the stage, and as I looked around I saw some familiar faces - Robert DeNiro, that kid from that show...Drake and Josh, so his name was Drake since I remembered the big kids name was Josh, and the singer Bon Jovi. I was amazed on how many celebrities were here at a stripper's club, but I realized they were with groups of guys too, which could possibly mean that they were in the same situation as I am - my friends made me.
I sat as the lights dimmed and a guys voice came over the speakers. "I'd like to introduce Lady LaLane to the stage. Please give her a warm welcome men." The room become noisy with catcalls, whistles and shouts. I stayed quiet as Lady LaLane came on the stage and presented herself. I have to admit she was beautiful, but she looked too much like Rosalie, yet Rosalie was more beautiful of course. But the long blond hair and long legs only allowed the thought come to my head. After her song was ended and her picking up her bills of money - Emmett giving her like ten and Jasper five. The announcers voice came over again.
"That was Lady LaLane, please give her a round of applause." Hands were clapping and I had to give it up to the girl. She had guts to strip all the way down to nudity, so I clapped for the brave young girl. "Now gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to our flower, Bella. Be careful, she's a delicate, yet feisty one." The room got louder than it had been before. I realized that this was the girl that I glanced in the room of.
The music began and the spotlight on the current filled the darkness of the room. A hand came out of the current, seductively waving back and forth. Men began to catcall, telling her to come out. I just stood there interested in what this woman was doing. Finally the currents lifting slowly as the woman was exposed. Bella was beautiful in a skin tight lace baby doll. My breath hitched as she walked to the pole and began to dance.
Bills were being thrown at her like she threw them in the air. I couldn't help but to put my own fair share out there for her. She smiled seductively over to my section and I believe our eyes made contact, and they looked sad, but she looked away quickly after being caught. I stopped throwing bills after thinking about what she was doing. This young beautiful woman was dancing herself naked for money, something she should have never had to do. Those chocolate doe-like eyes gave me more emotions than any word could. She wasn't happy about what she was doing. She didn't want this life. I looked down, I couldn't witness this any longer. I had no right to do so.
As I was looking down though I heard a her scream and I looked up. I noticed that she was falling off the stage and on my side. I quickly got up and ran past Emmett and caught her before she could fall, embarrassing herself in front of everyone. She looked into my eyes as I looked back into hers and the contact sent electricity throw my body. She smiled, "Thank you." Her voice was soft and sweet. I could tell by just her tone of voice that she was genuine and considerate. There is no way she belonged here.
She started to lift herself up from my arms and laughed, talking loudly for everyone to hear, "My knight and shining armor saved me, but who cares to save me more?" She got herself back on stage and the crowd roared with satisfaction from her challenge. Money was being thrown more than before and the men began to pile next to the stage. As her song came to an end she bent down to pick up her lingerie and money and walked out.
I walked to the door I entered into, to go find the angel that was in my arms.