Authors Note: Hey my little sunshine, so I know it has been a long time since I have written anything on Fanfiction, but I had this idea in my head that I can't seem to shake. So I finally put it down on paper and now here we are.

This whole story will be in Bella's point of view! Now sit back, read and enjoy the ride of Bella and Edward!

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, SM thought of them first.

Warning: This story is for adults only! It will contain violence, swearing and lemons.

Quote:

"I hope to stand firm enough to not go backward, and yet not go forward fast enough to wreck

the country's cause."

– Abraham Lincoln.

Prologue:

If someone were to ask you if you were a drug runner, what would your reaction be?

Would you ask why?

Would you be insulted?

Would you laugh in their face?

If someone had asked me when I was fifteen, I would have done all those things and probably in that order.

However, times have changed, my life took a few turns that I could have never have even dreamed about.

I had turned into someone I don't recognize, I had turned into a monster.

You see, in my first year of college I was a good girl who was simply following her dream to be the best software engineer I could be. I had to make some hard decisions, including dissociating

with my family, however I was happy with myself.

For the first time in my life I was doing something I wanted to do, and the feeling was positively invigorating.

I managed for the first couple months, however things soon took a turn for the worst. When I was down on my luck and in desperate need of money, I had done something that was simple and a quick fix in order to put food in my stomach and keep a roof over my head.

Once was all it took, and I was then owned. Things snowballed so fast and I was forced to do

things that I was terrified of, things that challenged my moral compass and took a little part of

my soul each and every time I did it.

To my bosses, my name was Annabelle Fairfield, to acquaintances my name was Stephanie Alexander and to border control I had a new name each month.

To the FBI I was number five on their most wanted list.

However to my friends, I was Isabella Swan.

A/N: Want this story to continue? Please review!

The first 3 chapters have already been written!

Have a wonderful day!