Crime Always Pays

Rated M.


~Chapter One~

He nibbled at the nape of my neck, his hands roaming all over my naked body. Teasing me relentlessly. "Fuck...OhGod".

"No baby...just me". I could feel his smirk on my neck. I rolled my eyes, I wouldn't let his ego ruin my mood. I slid my hands over his chest pushing him over with all my strength. I straddled his waist, his cock pressed against my thigh. "Bella." He groans, trying to position me, so he could enter me. I only pushed against him, running my hands over his abs to his chest, where the My name was etched in a beautiful calligraphy. He sat up, his hand weaving through my hair at my scalp, his grip tight. "Stop teasing me Bella." He growled. I Smirked. He shook his head with a small smile. I loved our antics. I moaned like a wanton whore when he entered me slowly. There was nothing better then this. Nothing Better then the feeling of me being full with him. Home, was the man I loved.

I awoke The next morning, the sun beaming in my eyes. Isle Esme was exposed to the best light. Perfect for tanning and waking me up after a night of sex. I turned over, to find the bed empty, just the out print of where Edward was sleeping. He's never been a good sleeper. I was use to waking up to this. I sat up carefully. Painfully aware of the sore ache that was my legs. I smiled, Like the whore I was I liked it, Only when it was because of Edward. I got up out of the bed and made my way to the dresser. The floor was covered in Edward and I's clothes. I put on a pair of blue shorts and one of Edwards shirts. It was extremely hot on the Island and I needed as much air to breath as possible.

The low grumble in my stomach took me to the kitchen. "Hold your horses". I mumbled to my hungry stomach. I turned on the new, the downside to being off the cost of Brazil meant Spanish news. My 3 years of Spanish honors in high school only went so far. I kept in low anyway. There was something about reporter Victor Nunez's voice and the waves crashing on the shore that gave me a certain calm.

By The time I was finished making French toast, bacon and had the coffee going Edward walked through the revolving glass door from off the beach. He wore his running shoes and shorts, his lack of shirt was dizzying. "Smells good in here. Cinnamon and Bacon". He smiled. I raised the News paper. "Wanna tell me what's going on back home while I fix you a plate?" He threw off his shoes and took a seat at the Island. "Lets see, lets see". He mumbled as I made him a plate. "Stock Markets shit...Hm, I should pull out some money". He said. "Which stock?" I set his plate infront of him. "All of them, Except the coffee beans". I giggled, Edward has been drinking coffee since he was 8 thanks to his grandfather. Speaking of coffee. I poured two cups and added half and half with two sugars in mine. I gave him the bland one. "Thanks baby". I nodded as I drank mine. He chewed on his bacon as he looked for something worth telling. "Seems to be-" He didn't finish. His face was hard as he looked at the paper. "What is it?"

I set down my coffee cup. "Edward what-" He stood up from his seat abruptly, walking toward the room with the news paper. What the hell. A loud Siren came from outside. I ran toward the window. 4 Black boat, along with two white ones were making way toward the beach.

"Nos hemos metido palabra que el Jefe Penal, Edward Cullen" The News reporter began on the news I spun around to listen, grabbing the remote to turn it up. "Si escondido en una isla pequeña de nuestra costa." The police are coming to the Island. "Juez de la Corte Suprema de Estados Unidos, sólo le ha ordenado que appare en el tribunal por el asesinato de oficial de James Monroe. Mucho tiempo Penal Casio Gesatti e intento de asesinato de su propio padre Carlisle Cullen" There's no way Edward did that. Murdered those people. Oh God Carlisle was almost killed. "Antes de ir a su isla Isla Esme por su luna de miel a su nueva esposa Isabella Swan".

Edward stormed out the Room, fully dressed. "Bella its not true, I swear its not". I nodded. "Edward I know but...Who did this? Your Father?"

"Hes in the hospital. He was Shot 5 times. He hasn't woken up yet".

"Why didn't anyone call us?" The sirens were getting closer. "Baby everyone's in FBI custody being question." He looked behind me. FBI. "I know but please you need to go get dressed, don't say-"

"I know Edward...I know". He sighed, looking behind me again. "Go" I ran to the back room, I quickly put on underwear and a pair of jeans. A shirt of my own and grabbed the first pair of shoes I could find before I heard Glass breaking and shouting. The loud clicks of multiple guns butting a bullet in the chamber. "Put your hands up! Don't Move! Freeze". Multiple voices yelled. Thick, heavy boots came down the hall and I backed away. "Stay away from her!" The door banged open and I jumped. 3 men in black SWAT uniforms rushed in. "Hands up Mrs. Cullen, don't move". I put my hands up slowly. "You Bastered!" Edward Yelled. "Get him out of here!" The director of the FBI yelled. I shook my head, dropping my hands.

"Mrs. Cullen hands-"

"Fuck you" I interrupted. They didn't advance toward me. "Alright boys follow Mr. Cullen out please". My Father stepped into view, patting one of the swat boys arms on the way out. A smile on his haughty Mustache face. He looked over to me, the smile on his face dim. "Oh Bella..."

"How Dare you!" I yelled. "On my damn honeymoon? Do you hate me, That much-"

"Don't you dare Isabella I don't hate you and you know that!" He pointed at me.

"Mom has no problem...She loves Edward but you-"

"She'd ignoring the truth just so you can be happy"

"Is that so wrong?" I demand. He turns around. "Bella don't make me out to be the bad guy, When your married to a murderer".

"Im not making you a bad guy. Im Making you out to be what you are. A Bad Father". He laughed. "Hes got you wrapped around his damn finger. The fancy cars, the house, the big wedding...this private island." He shook his head. "I Raised you. Me and Your mother and we didn't raise you to be-"

"No! No, Mom raised me. You ran away to DC to follow your dreams to be an Agent. Then after you were good and damn comfortable TWO Year laters, you moved us out there. Even then you were almost always no where to be found...Mom raised me. Not you. You paid bills." He spun around to me to speak but Sue Clearwater walked in. "Charlie..." I turned to her. "Sue". I didn't like her, not after I brought my father lunch when I was 15 only to find my father bending her over his desk. My father begged me not to tell my mother but I did. It was they day I found out they were in the process of separating.

"We need to get going" She said. I put out my arms, wrist together. "Cuff Me." I said Charlie nodded to Sue. "She touched me, I'll kill her. Then My Half Brother and Sister will be mommy less". She didn't speak after that, walking off. My father cuffed me, before dragging me out the room.


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