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Summary
Bella is a smart mouthed, celebrity hating P.A. to a Hollywood Stylist. Edward is
an arrogant Hollywood playboy. What happens when their paths cross on the night
of the Globes? Rated M for swears and lemons.
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The Opening Act
A/N: This is completely different from anything I've written before but was
inspired by a few different things, namely Rob being a part of the Golden
Globes tonight. * wicked grin *
All recognizable characters, settings, or music references are owned by
their respective authors/creators. The story line is owned by me, and I prefer
to keep it that way. No copyright infringement is intended.
BPOV
List of Mistakes:
I shouldn't have had sex with Edward Cullen.
I shouldn't have let Edward Cullen fuck me.
I shouldn't have let that pompous arrogant asshole fuck me.
Are you seeing a theme develop? Yeah, me too.
I lived my life through tightly controlled lists. Although writing down what I had
done in the past tense wasn't typical. In fact, I only made lists to control my actions
and navigations of the future, never to condemn myself for the stupid decisions,
which weren't many. I followed my lists and I didn't write down; make a stupid, life
altering, motherfucking decision. Did I?
*Checks* Nope. Nothing in the same vicinity.
Maybe I should start at the beginning? Yeah, that seems like a good place.
Six Months Ago.
"You're up kid," a trill, delighted order came echoing down the hall of our office,
well her office. It certainly wasn't mine.
It came from Alice, my boss. The short, dark haired pixie was a styling assistant to
the Tanya Denali of Denali Inc. ( A-list stylist for the Hollywood elite, since 1994.)
Tanya and her husband, Eleazar, have been playing dress up with the rich and
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