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Introductions

I stare out of one of two Bay windows in my large room looking at the city of Chicago; which is on the very top floor of the main Estate building on the Mason Estate grounds and think about my life so far to fill in the time til I have to go see what my father wants to talk to me about.

I run Mason Corporations; my father had run it before me, which his father started. We were only a major organised crime family as well as Business associates until took over when I was 18 because my father had almost been sent to jail for murder and had lost heart in the more illegal side of things, we became hired Assassins as well.

That was 12 years ago now and my father just handles the more legal Business deals and investments that we deal with and I just head Mason Corporations as a whole; so basically my father is my employee in a way.

We own many of the nightclubs, bars, hotels, motels, cafe's and stores within this city and throughout this state and even some throughout Washington State.

Right now though I am trying to think of reasons why my Father wants to talk to me and what it has to do with my life. He said it will be life changing and it is very important to this Family.

The last time he wanted to talk about something life changing was the day I killed for the first time. The man had betrayed the family and I had to shoot him to show that I could handle this way of life and be the prodigal son to be groomed into the perfect leader.

That same night my father; as a way of congratulating me; introduced me to the many delights of prostitutes and other forms of loose women, he then proceeded to pay one to take my virginity and show me how to pleasure a woman. I was 15 and it was my birthday – the last time that I truly celebrated my birthday.

Don't get me wrong, I acknowledge it's passing with my mother's sister and her family. My Aunt Esme and Uncle Carlisle are wonderfully nice people and I do enjoy their company, just in my line of work and way of life you can't have that many attachments.

Granted they do work for me, so they understand about everything, but I can be a bit hot-headed and a jerk at times.

Ever since my mother passed of a heart attack when I was 5; about a month after Alice was born, Esme sort of filled the space my mother left behind. She never tried to take my mother's place though, but merely made sure we were well fed and cared for; plus learned manners sighting that you never know when it will come in handy and if I ever want to have a wife someday I will need them, and she didn't want to ever think or hear that I was less than gentlemanly to women; even if they were of loose morals.

I feel like I owe it to my mother, in a way, to interact and know her sister and family. They are all a part of Mason Corporations anyway and are my closest, most trusted employees.

Alice is my sister and she handles the every day to day paper work and financial side of things to do with Mason Corporations, not to mention everyone's wardrobe; for she is a fashion designer and Stylist, one of the best.

She is my assistant and secretary; everything goes through her first before they come to me and then the only things that come to me directly have been after the initial meeting and an agreement has been made.

Alice knows that if she never sees a client again it means I have either made further arrangements with them or they are no longer wasting good Oxygen with their filth.

I don't trust anyone else with everything she does nor to be so close to me, if I hired any other female to do even half of her job and only answer the phones, send the mail out and pick the mail up for me I will just screw them for all their worth then throw them out when I got sick of them. That could, and would, cause me grief later, plus I trust Alice with my life and she with me.

Alice is married to the only other person I trust with just as much, Jasper Whitlock. He is my second in command and my personal Body guard. He and my Cousin Emmett are a force to be reckoned with.

Jasper is the strategist and Emmett is the muscle. Jasper was adopted by my father, after his second in command; and best friend; was killed in cold blood by the Volturi Family; who are the biggest crime family out of Italy to settle in the USA, them and Swan Industries are our Enemies and rivals respectfully.

Emmett and Jasper have been with me since the night I was initiated into this business and way of life by my father and even before that growing up we were thicker than anything, still are to this day and my father has always told me that it is so hard to find the type of dynamic that our little group had and still have. That's why I keep it and cherish it.

Jasper has been smitten with my sister since we were little and I was so glad the day that they got married because I knew my sister would always have some kind of protection at all times.

She can handle herself, don't get me wrong; hell I'll go as far as saying she has even taken me down for the count on more than one occasion, but it's just nice to know that my little sister is safe and happy.

Emmett and Jasper are my best operatives and also help me train new men when we need them. I won't admit this out loud, but all three are my best and only friends.

Emmett is married to our lawyer Rosalie Hale. I don't normally go for the type of female with long, wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes, but Rosalie is H.O.T! If she wasn't taken by my cousin, I would have totally taken her by now.

But at the same time, she and I don't always see eye to eye and are always butting heads; however because she is the top lawyer in this country, seeing as she holds most of the bars in this country which not many lawyers have.

She handles all of our many legal matters; albeit illegal it may or may not be. She also helps us to get legalised illegal fake passports for us so that we can assume another identity when needed.

My uncle Carlisle is our Doctor when we need to be patched up and can't go to an ordinary hospital. He works at his own practice that he started with the backing of Mason Corporations, known as Cullen Private. My Aunt works as his secretary, Assistant and head nurse.

I look down at my watch and notice it is time to go and see my father. I take a deep breath and let out an even deeper sigh. I just feel like my world is going to be turned upside down one way or another after this meeting with my father.

Wonder if this has anything to do with the update I want to hear from him about Swan Industries. The Founder has taken ill and his young fire cracker of a daughter is said to be the one to take over.

She and I don't get along very well, you see most women grovel at my feet and fall at my every whim when they see me; even Rosalie to some extent, but Isabella Swan is different... very different.

I can't help but think of her as a breath of fresh air and I really wouldn't mind getting to know her if she would just give me the time of day.

I want Swan Industries and I will take it by force if I have to – no matter the war that will start if that was to happen. Isabella is just as well trained as I am, with the exception being she is just a hired assassin, her father is the business man not her; although she has a good head on her shoulders from what I have been told, her forte is in different areas.

'Hmm...I wouldn't mind finding out what those areas are...

'What the hell...why am I thinking of that now.' I think to myself

I walk down the stairs to the next floor where our offices are; the only way to get to my room is to go through my office; then turn right and continue down the hall to my father's office and open the natural oak door to reveal my Father sitting back in his chair with his glasses sitting on the end of his nose, looking rather relaxed. I look at who is in front of him to see turning to look at me the founder of Swan Industries and his daughter...

...Charlie and Isabella Swan...

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