Bella's POV
"So let me get this straight. You want me to marry you but you already have two other wives. And not only that but you will have sex with me or your other wives whenever you want to but your wives and I can not have sex with anyone but you. Did I get all that right?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest and glare at Edward Cullen who was smirking at me.
"Yes. So now that you understand everything, will you become my third wife?" Edward asks his eyes roaming over my body and I felt a cold shiver go up my spine.
"So if I do marry you, would you take another wife afterwards?" I ask wanting to hear what his answer would be, because there is no way in hell that I would marry this man if you could even call him that.
"I cannot say yes and I cannot say no. The only answer I can give you is the truth and that is I don't know." He says coming to stand in front of me and stops when I give him a death glare.
"You do know that you are not legally married to your second wife and therefore our marriage would not be legal either, right? So basically all I would be is your mistress and just be used for sex." I say to him feeling my anger slipping with every second I spend in the same room as him.
"You're right legally we would not be married but in the eyes of God we would and that's what counts" He says smiling sweetly at me
"You have got to be fucking kidding me. I cannot listen to your bull shit another second. First of all, when I do get married it will be legal and to a man who loves me and who doesn't already have two wives let alone one. Second of all, the thing that makes a marriage legal is a marriage license which I will get when marry the man that I love, which is not you. And third, I am a virgin and I will stay that way until I get married to a man who loves me and who I love. And lastly, you can take all your perverted, hypocritical views and way of life and get the hell out of my house and my life because I will never become a part of your sick, twisted world much less your wife." I shout at him and he stands there just looking at me with his mouth hanging open.
I walk to my front door and throw it open and wait for him to move, when he just stands there looking at me.
"That's your cue to leave. NOW!" I yell at him and he shakes his head and moves to the door and stops in front of me.
"Will you at least think about it?" He asks me and gives me the sad puppy dog eyes.
"No, because there's nothing to talk about. Now leave before I call the cops" I say and stand watching him walk out my doorway and look back at me before I slam my door shut and lock it.
"Well now I have to find somewhere new to live. I can't take the risk that he'll show up again. I can't believe that he was serious. I need a shower now, I feel all dirty ." I say to myself as I walk into my bedroom and go through my dresser and get my pajamas and a clean pair of underwear and head into the bathroom where a clean towel and wash rag sit on my hand rail where I put them earlier before that creep showed up. I undress and get in the shower and try my best to wash away the feeling of disgust and dirtiness.
After I shower and get dressed I sit down on my couch and turn on the TV hoping that, that was the only and last time, I will ever have to encounter that man.