BPOV
"You ready beautiful girl?" I heard from behind me and turned to see my husband of less than a week.
"Where are we going Demetri, I mean wasn't the reception enough" I asked putting on the diamond tear drop earrings. Demetri had given them to me as a just because gift a few days ago.
He was always spoiling me with gifts, jewelry cars and vacations. I never wanted for anything; I can say I am a truly lucky girl.
"It's not every day my wife turns eighteen, so I figure we didn't get to do anything big for your birthday because of the wedding and rehearsal dinner and all that, so we are going to celebrate now, and then at the end of it I get to have you alone, in my bed" he whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arm around my waist.
"It's been a long two years of waiting for this, I mean I'm not a little girl anymore" I said licking my lips.
"You're always going to be my little girl, that same blushing innocent little princess I met two years ago and within five minutes of meeting you declared to your father I loved you" he said smiling as he ran his lips down my neck all the while holding my stare
"I love you Dem" I said
"I love you too little one" he said nibbling on the skin between my shoulder and my ear lobe
It had seemed like a long two years, him waiting and being patient and following my lead all the while spoiling me rotten, flying to Washington from Chicago any time his training and work schedule allowed to make me feel special, to allow me to parade him around all the dumb high school chicks I knew he was annoyed by, but he gave me anything and everything my little heart desired. I mean I had always been a spoiled princess, I was an only child to the most deadly and feared man in the Midwest, quite possibly the world. But I was no longer his responsibility, he gave me away almost a week ago, he gave me to my husband. And to some that might sound sick and barbaric, but when you live in the world I was born into the choices of suitable husbands are very slim pickings, and there is dam near no one good enough to take on the challenge of marrying the bosses daughter, except my husband, the capo to be .
I mean I should have hated my father, but there is a reason for everything he says and he does and this was a strategic move to keep me safe and to keep me in the lifestyle I had become accustomed.
"Baby, you have five more minutes and then we need to go" he said interrupting my daydream and flashing me that smile before walking out to our bedroom, I smiled as I thought that. I mean wow. Our bedroom I thought to myself.
I then thought about the first time I ever laid eyes on the man whose ring I wear today, the first time I ever saw Demetri Antonio Volturi. The man, who owns my heart, commands my body and sees to the very darkest part of my soul.
CPOV
"Renee, Aro and Demetri will be here in an hour, we have no choice but to tell her" I said to my wife who was pacing through my office.
"Charlie, she is a spoiled sixteen year old who knows nothing about what it means to be a-" she put her hand up to her mouth
"Say it Renee, say it out loud, we both know what I am, what I'm capable of, this, was your doing, you said that you would prepare her for this, but you didn't, and I refuse to be clipped because you chose to shove your dam head in the sand" I growled.
"I don't want to tell her" she whispered.
"I don't remember asking you what you wanted" I all but slammed my fist through my desk.
"Dad? Is everything okay?" my little girl, my princess, my reason for living said as she walked through the door.
"Yeah princess, sit down there is something we need to talk about" I said leaning back in my chair and lighting a cigar, Renee fluttered about opening the window, getting out my ashtray, you know the things a wife should be doing.
Bella smiled at her mother, she adored her mom and looked up to her, and that made me happy, that would make Demetri happy, maybe this wouldn't be so bad, I mean I was supposed to be sending her to Chicago this summer, but maybe he would be okay without her, so that she could learn a few more things about being a wife from her mother.
"You're beautiful, and you're my daughter, a true princess in every since of the word" I said
"A mafia princess, dad, you know I don't have any interest in any of this I want to have a husband, a family, not be some gun toting lunatic" she whispered with a blush.
"I know, and I think it's time for you to meet your husband" I said and measured her reaction carefully.
"What do you mean meet my husband?" she asked her eyebrows raised at the same time a horn from the driveway sounded and a few of my men and the staff went to meet the car that held the future boss of Chicago, and my future son in law. Demetri had just turned twenty one and was due to be sworn in tonight, after he would train under me and my old friend Aro, and then we would both retire, our empires combined making Demetri is a very rich and very powerful man, and making my daughter secure, safe and comfortable. He had been groomed and trained for this since the day he was born and as luck would have it the boy was a stone cold killer, affable, fair but the boy had a short fuse.
"Just relax princess, all will be explained soon" I said rising from behind my desk and giving my wife a look and walking to my daughter to kiss her hand.
My Bella, the most beautiful girl in the world, she had the attention of every boy in her school and I went to great lengths to keep them from her, but as luck would have it, she ignored them all, my baby girl was so focused on the things a girl of her status should be worried about, shopping and clothes and giggling with her friends, going on vacation and all the while, I had made sure when the time was right she and my right hands son would be a perfect match.
I just hoped it would work out.
Aro and Demetri were led into my office and the introductions were made, I greeted and hugged my old friend and he returned the greeting, we smiled when both the kids stared at each other and blushed and kind of smiled. We didn't have time for this now, we had some business to discuss, I sent Bella off with her mother and Aro Demetri and I got to work.
"Well, son, what do you think of her?" Aro asked him
"She's beautiful, innocent, and wait, what does it matter what I think?" he asked
"Well, that's the woman you're going to marry" Aro said casually and I lowered my head and shook it.
"What the hell are you talking about? She's a child, she is still in high school for god's sake, and I want a woman, not some stupid giggling girl" he demanded
"Watch your tongue boy, that's my little girl you're talking about" I glowered at him.
"She is amazing, she is Charlie, but she is so young, I mean she is still a child living with her mommy and daddy, I'm-" he was cut off
"You better be ready to deal, you're marrying her and that's it, so you two have three days to get to know each other" Aro said and we both walked out to the deck to light our cigars leaving Demetri to his thoughts.
We both turned when we heard movement behind us, and it was Demetri, a look I couldn't explain on his face.
"I can't fight love at first sight, but I can demand she is of legal age when she is brought to me" he said as he moved to stand between his father and I lighting a cuban cigar.
"So I did see what I thought I saw?" Aro asked
"She is fucking amazing and beautiful, how could anyone not be in love with her the first time they met her, wait that must mean there is some other boy out there" he growled
"Calm down, the stupid little hicks in this town know better than to try it with her" I snarled
"I want her, the day of her eighteenth birthday, I won't snatch a little girl from her mother, and I will be coming periodically to check on her and spend time with her, but the day she turns eighteen, she comes to Chicago" he demanded
"Already speaking to me like a boss, I should kill you for speaking to me that way, but I like it" I said slapping his shoulder.
DPOV
When we sat down to dinner, Bella avoided looking at me, well when she thought I was looking. When our eyes met, she would blush profusely and quickly look away. She helped her mother serve dinner and I could see her hands shake when her mother handed her my plate and gave her a small shove in my direction.
She slowly approached me with a small smile on her face.
"What are you scared of beautiful? I don't bite" I whispered to her
She blushed again and set my food down in front of me and whispered.
"Can I get you anything, can I do anything for you?"
"Yes, you can sit next to me and eat, then we can go for a walk?" I asked hoping she would eventually come around, and not be so shy around me.
Dinner was pretty cool, our parents told stories about when they were growing up and told stories of Bella and I when we were little. My Bella has the most adorable giggle.
Wait, did I just say my Bella?
I quickly shook myself out of my internal ramblings to hang on to her every word. She is amazing and smart and pretty funny. I took a leap and reached for her hand, I was pleasantly surprised when she blushed furiously but didn't shy away from me.
Our walk was pretty low key; we walked around the grounds of her father's huge estate.
"I'm glad you handled the news of our impending wedding so well, I was pretty shocked" I confessed.
"I won't lie and tell you I wasn't upset, but it's more of a fear of the unknown, I mean I'm not stupid, I know all about my father and his work, so I know that some of the men he associates with treat women horribly, I just don't want to-" she let her sentence trail off.
"I'd never hurt you, I would never hit you or force you to do something you weren't comfortable with" I said rubbing the small of her back.
"What if we end up hating each other, or you find me horribly annoying, I mean you're so much older than I am" she looked up and that was the first time I had really looked into her eyes, they were beautiful. I had never seen such a shade of brown, so soulful and just deep.
"You just gotta trust that maybe in time we will love each other, I mean I can't say it now, I am a man who believes that my word is my bond, I never say anything I don't mean, so when I do finally tell you I love you, never have a doubt that it is what I truly feel" I took her hand in mine
She smiled up at me and I leaned very softly pressed my lips to hers, my god they were so soft and so full and I wanted her, I knew right then there would never be anyone but her for me. I was a goner and it had barely been a day.
We both pulled back and stared at each other and she started to softly bite her bottom lip.
"It won't go further than this until you're eighteen and we're married Isabella, but there will be no one but me. I want to do this the right way, but I don't share." I whispered running my thumb over her bottom lip.
"Oh um, okay" she shook her head as if she was breaking out of a haze.
"I want to take you out tomorrow, spend the day with me?" I asked
"I don't think I would want to be anywhere else." She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder. She let out this soft sigh and that was when I knew I was a goner, how I would manage to wait for the next two years would be anyone's guess, but for her I felt like I could do anything.
