Bella swan is the daughter of Charlie and Renee Swan. Charlie is a big threat in this neck of the woods. He is the town's toughest gangster. He has no weaknesses. And that's why he promised Bella to a gang who kept putting hits on him, to make peace. The Blacks were a gang in New York too. Jacob, Billy's son, would become leader soon. And Bella would be his. Things were going fine. Bella had already met Jacob, and he seemed fine, but she wasn't crazy about him. Things were going to plan when she saw him. And she couldn't have missed him. He was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen, and she knew who he was.
Edward Masen.
The Masen's are a new gang here, and they are tough. No-one messes with the Masen's. But Bella couldn't stop thinking about him. In two months she would become eighteen, and she was too marry Jacob, and here she was thinking about another man.
But what a man.
The light turned green, and she started to drive her Ferrari when someone walked in front of her car. She slammed on the brakes, and looked up.
Edward was there.
Edward.
He held up his hand apologetically, and continued on his way. His body language said sorry, but his eyes said something else. She waited until he was on the sidewalk before driving at double the speed limit. Damn that man for making her crazy! Damn him to the deepest pits of hell!
When Bella got home she heard Charlie's voice from the meeting room. She brushed the middle of her thigh through her dress to check her gun was still there. It was. With a quick rap on the door, and a welcome in, she stepped into the dark panelled room. Charlie and Billy were talking with several other members. They all turned to look at her when she walked in.
"Bella!" Billy said waving. She waved back and walked towards her father.
"Jacob's in the garden," Charlie said, after she kissed his cheek. Bella nodded and walked through the French doors that connected to the garden. Sure enough, Jacob was standing at the other end of the patio. Her heels tapped loudly as she walked towards him, but he didn't turn around.
"Hello," she said. He spun around and put his hands on his waist.
"Hey honey," he whispered and then kissed her. He started rubbing circles on her back. Finally she moved away.
"How was your day?" she asked, sitting on a glass chair.
"Good," he said, taking the one across from her, "How about you?"
Bella thought over her day. It had been mostly ok, but then that moment in the car... "Yeah, it was alright," she said, shrugging. She poured herself a glass of lemonade and sipped it. He watched hungrily.
"I love you Bella," he said, leaning over the table, "And I can't wait to make you mine," he whispered. His eyes darkened with Lust. She smiled and sat back in her chair. The diamond on her hand caught the sun and cast rainbows all around them. The ring was huge, not what she would have chosen for herself.
"I might have landed myself a new contract," she said. He looked up curiously, "I might be modelling underwear," she said. A smile spread slowly across his face.
"That could be fun," he said, "Who for?"
"Ann Summers," she said. He smirked and stroked her arm. They were a lovely cream shade that never changed, even in the sun. Her chocolate locks fell in front of her face and she tipped her head forward. He brushed some back to look into her chocolate brown eyes. She blushed and looked down.
"Do you get a discount?" he whispered. She smiled and nodded. A hand brushed her upper arms and she looked up. Jacob was staring at her with a huge smile on his face, "Good,"
They sat talking about their days for about half an hour. She obviously left out the part about Edward, but that was all that was going across her mind.
"Bella?" a voice called.
"Here dad!" she yelled back. Her father made his way down the patio.
"Hello Jacob," he said, nodding to him. Jacob exchanged the gesture. Charlie pulled up a chair beside Bella and kissed her head. He talked to Jacob, and sometimes Bella. After a while, Billy came out. He was talking to Bella, and sometimes Jacob.
The slam of the front door announced the arrival of Bella's big brother, Emmet. He came through to the patio and Picked Bella up into a bear hug.
"How's my little sister?" he said, swinging her around.
"Emmet. Can't. Breathe." Emmet grinned and dropped her down. Bella meant everything to Emmet. He had recently found the love of his life, Rosalie. But he still doted on Bella.
"Hello son," Charlie said, nodding to him. Emmet nodded back. He pulled up and chair beside Bella and started talking.
They talked about the wedding, and the food. After a while the maid came out to serve them dinner. Whilst the men had steak, Bella had pesto pasta. When they were finished, they moved inside. Billy went out to the car while Jacob said goodbye. He kissed Bella and then walked out the door. Bella walked back to the lounge to sit with Emmet. Charlie was out somewhere, and the two of them were going to watch a film.
"Horror?" Emmet asked. Bella shrugged. Emmet smirked and shoved The Unborn in the machineand hit play. He came and sat next to Bella.
Neither of them had seen this movie before, and Bella freaked out with the little boy. But Emmet just laughed at her and made it ok.
After a while the living room door opened and Charlie came in.
"Ok kids?" he asked, taking the chair across from them and picked up the paper.
About half an hour later the movie ended and Bella and Emmet got up to go to bed.
"Bella," Charlie said, "Can I speak to Emmet alone please?" Bella nodded and went upstairs. She was about halfway up when she heard the clink of glasses. Emmet would be a while.
Bella jumped in her shower then put on her silver negligee. She was drifting into sleep when Emmet put his head around the door.
"Bella? You asleep?"
"Yes,"
"I'm going out, you wanna come?"
Bella sat up and ran to her closet. Emmet chuckled and went to get changed. Bella got her favourite dress. It was black on top, but had sliver in various places. It hugged her body, and she shoved on some silver pumps. Her make-up was minimal, more natural, and she curled her hair.
"Bella!" Emmet shouted from downstairs, "Hurry up!" she ran out of her room and almost fell down the stairs, but she caught the banister in time.
"Where are we going?" she asked, taking the steps cautiously. Emmet laughed at her, and she thumped his shoulder when she reached the bottom, "Where are we going?" she repeated. But Emmet just tapped the side of his nose and walked out of the front door.
When he'd strapped her safely into his monster truck, they were off.
"Who's coming?" she asked, staring straight ahead. Emmet knew she wasn't crazy about Jacob, she told him everything.
"Rosalie," he said, "That's it,"
"Ok," she said, smiling at him, "Thanks," they pulled up at a busy club about ten minutes later. The security guard let them in immediately. The Swan's owned this club.
Emmet made his way to the dance floor immediately. Rosalie wasn't here yet, and he was making the most of it. Bella also joined the dancers. After the first few songs, She made her way over to the bar.
"Martini please," she said, sitting on a stool. She looked to her left and tapped Emmet's shoulder, "Must I remind you that you're spoken for?"
"No," He said, barely audible.
"Then please remover your tongue from that girl's throat," Emmet sighed and stepped away from a shocked looking ginger.
"Hey!" she said, trying to kiss him again, but he just pushed her away.
"Sorry babe, I'm spoken for," he said, turning to the barman. Bella sipped her Martini.
"Honestly Emmet," she said, "I don't get you,"
"How come?"
"You have the most amazing girl in the world, and you still want someone else," Emmet shrugged and Emmet glared at him. Arms wound their way around Emmet's waist, and he smiled and turned around.
"Sorry," he said, "I'm expecting my girlfriend," Rosalie smiled and kissed him. But then she was pulled away sharply by the hair.
"So this is your girlfriend?" the ginger said.
"Um... yes," Emmet said. Rosalie slapped the ginger and went to stand beside Emmet.
"Well, why'd you kiss me?" Rosalie glared at Emmet.
"What are you on about? I never touched you, did I Bella?" Bella had just drained the last of her Martini, and turned around.
"I've been watching him all night, Rose," She said, "He hasn't touched anyone else. Fuck off you crazy bitch," She added the last bit to the ginger, who turned around and marched to the dance floor.
Emmet and Rosalie started making out, so Bella went to dance. She was a bit tipsy, so when a body came up behind her, she started grinding against it. They were in the middle of the floor, and Emmet couldn't see them. The person behind her spun her round to face him. She looked up at the man. He was very drunk, and was leering at her.
"Excuse me," she said, trying to get away. But he held on tight.
"Whoa baby," he said, "It was alright a minute ago,"
"Excuse me," she said again, panicking.
"No, we don't want to cause a fuss do we? I'm going to give you the time of your life. Here. Now." She felt his fingers slide up her thighs. She didn't have her gun or her pepper spray with her. A tear slid down her cheek as his hands found their way into her pants. But he didn't get any further. Strong arms pulled him back.
"What do you think you're doing?" Someone roared. But the dancers didn't stop. A few minutes passed, and the rescuer came back, "Are you ok?"
But Bella couldn't speak, because Edward Cullen was in front of her.
"Sorry," he said, "It just looked like that wasn't voluntary,"
"It wasn't," she said in a rush, "Thank you,"
"Weren't you even going to fight?"
"I didn't want to cause a fuss," she muttered. Edward shook his head.
"Will you go to dinner with me some time?" He asked.
"Sorry, I'd loved to, but I'm engaged. And that isn't voluntary either," she smiled at him.
"Who are you here with?"
"My brother,"
"Well, let's go and find him," he said, taking her hand. She followed, feeling the electric current racing through her palm, all the way up her arm.
"Hey!" Emmet's voice sounded like a foghorn, "Bella!" Edward stopped and waited for Emmet to catch up, "What's going on?" he asked.
Edward explained everything, and then Emmet thanked him and told him he owed him.
"Come on Bella," he said, taking her hand. Rosalie had the other one, "Let's get you home,"
They were in the car, Rosalie had shotgun, when Bella spoke, "Don't tell dad,"
"Are you crazy? Of course I'm telling dad!"
"No, Emmet, don't, please,"
"Bella, you can't talk me out of this,"
"I'll never be allowed out again! Nothing happened! You know he'll go over the top. I'll have thirty bodyguards shadowing my every move!"
Emmet grimaced, "Fine, I won't tell dad,"
"Or Jacob,"
"Or Jacob,"
They dropped Rosalie off at her house, and Bella climbed into the front. Emmet did up her straps, and they drove back to the house in silence.
When they got in, Charlie was in bed. Bella climbed the stairs and kicked off her shoes. She didn't bother undressing, she just fell on the bed.