A/N: Any and all things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Summary: Takes place in the early 1900s where Bella is sold to Edward Cullen by Alice's father. Why did he buy Her? What does he want from her? And what will become of her as a possession of a brooding Mr. Cullen? Rated M AH/AU and OOC.

Chapter 1: Love for Sale

Bella could barely make out Alice's contagious giggle over the loud roar of Mr. Brandon's expensive brand new automobile. The term automobile was one that she would never feel comfortable with, it sounded so…futuristic and she honestly couldn't understand why they were all the rage amongst those with wealth. Bella preferred the sound of beating hooves against the dirt in contrast to the deafening roar of an engine.

Alice playfully covered her ears and stuck out her tongue displaying a shared feeling of annoyance about her fathers' new toy. Bella attempted to stifle her laughter by covering her mouth with a tiny hand but the laughter still spilled over her lips earning a cold glare from Mr. Brandon as he increased the speed through the night air.

"Father….." Alice attempted to attract his negative attention away from her friend, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see when we arrive" his tone was curt and cold, for some reason it made Bella shiver with a hint of fear. Mr. Brandon wasn't always the warmest individual to her by all means but he was never that way with his own daughter.

Eight years ago Bella was living on the streets as an orphan starving for food and looking for shelter in anyplace she could find it and sometimes that meant hiding in farmhouses and sleeping amongst the filth of animals. One lucky day she chose the horse stable on Brandon land as a stop for a couple of nights and that's where Alice Brandon found her. She couldn't help smile at the memory of a 10 year old girl asking her father if she could keep the orphaned child she found hidden in their stables. And Mr. Brandon never being one to deny his child of anything gave in to her request.

From that moment on Alice insisted that Bella was her sister and should be treated as if from everyone…no exceptions, including her father.

That was the luckiest day of Isabella Swan's life. That was the day that she finally belonged to someone, the day that someone began to love her and she began to love as well.

The automobile came to a sudden stop and jolted Bella out of her memories. She felt Alice's cool soft fingers grip her wrist to pull her out of the automobile and the cool night air fanned across her face as she stepped out into the darkness.

"Wow." She heard Alice whisper in admiration, "What a house"

Bella was taken back by the massive estate that stood before her; even though it was the dead of night and one couldn't quite grasp the size and beauty of the estate she could tell that this home even amongst the wealthy was not a common sight. It was a grand Victorian style built to marvel any other that dared to compare itself to her. But as her eyes roamed the three story mansion in amazement she couldn't help the feeling of dread that creped into her bones as she approached the front entrance.

Bella knew that even an elegant expensive home such as that one could be overrun with demons.

Mr. Brandon's frown deepened as he knocked on the iron casted door, and to Bella it seemed as if his faced had aged at least 5 years since this night began. The door swung open not a moment later as if someone had been standing on the other side waiting in anticipation for their arrival.

It was an usually attractive man in his early 20's with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes but if one would ask Bella to describe him at that moment she would have said that he resembled a large gorilla dressed up in a man's suite. He was quite muscular for his large built and even though he had a warm smile she still found him to be extremely intimidating.

"Beautiful" Alice whispered in Bella's ear as they walked into the front entrance of the mansion. She wasn't sure if Alice was referring to the extravagant decoration inside the home or if she was referring to the young man who greeted them at the door, whichever the case Bella nodded in agreement to the both options.

"Mr. Brandon" the young man greeted as he began to lead deeper into the home, "He's been waiting for you for quite some time." Bella could swear she heard Mr. Brandon swallow loudly at the young man's words and felt her heart beat quicken with anticipation as Mr. Brandon motioned for her and Alice to walk ahead of him. She assumed Alice may have shared her same fears because she locked her tiny arm around Bella's and they followed their guide down a hallway that was dripping in paintings of lavish landscapes and some type of cherubs.

The large man came to a stop at a dark wooden double door and slowly opened them, stepping aside so that they may follow. Both Bella and Alice's hold on one another tightened in unison as they entered into what seemed like a large sitting room. She didn't even have a moment to take in the appearance of her new surroundings because at that very moment her dark eyes fearfully flew toward the only source of light that spilled out into the room from the fireplace. The figure of young man standing in front of the fire poking it with a poker causing the fire to grow and some heat to spill out into the dark dreary room.

"It's about time you've arrived Mr. Brandon" his voice was low and smooth causing Bella to shiver lightly from the apparent void of emotion. When the young man turned to face both Alice and her she felt her breath catch. Bella wasn't sure if it was the effect of the fires glow framing his tall thin silhouette but to her it appeared as if he had a face of what she could only describe of an angel, in her short 18 years she had never laid eyes on a man as beautiful as this. If she was a writer his face would serve as her inspiration, if she could paint she would doubt her work could capture the beauty and perfection of his face. His emerald green eyes settled on her causing her to nervously shift from foot to foot.

"Why is there two of them?" he jutted his chin out toward Bella. She found herself responding to his question by letting her eyes roam toward his rare bronze colored hair, the intensity of his cold glare proved to be too much for her to bare.

"Ed…Edward…" Mr. Brandon's shaky voice broke through the surface, "I know…I know you made your wishes clear…but…."

"It's Mr. Cullen to you, Brandon." His breathtaking green eyes narrowed with hostility and it was at that moment that Bella knew that her fears about this house was true…it was being run by a demon.

"Mr. Cullen" Mr. Brandon retracted carefully, "I thought…..maybe if you would just see her." Bella felt Mr. Brandon's cold grip come between Alice and herself literally having to pull them apart from one anther, Alice gasped loudly from the forced separation. Mr. Brandon pushed Bella a step forward while pushing Alice a step back, "This is Isabella Swan," Bella instantly tried to retrieve backwards but Mr. Brandon's unwavering hand pressed into her back with more strength, "She's been living with us for some time. She's very obedient, polite, neat, well-behaved"

"That wasn't our deal" Edward Cullen interjected sharply cutting the man's nervous chatter, " Our deal Mr. Brandon…." Mr. Cullen's words steady with a hint of entertainment, "is your daughter."

"I know. I know" On reflex Mr. Brandon stepped in front of Alice in an attempt to hide her from view. Bella could hear Alice's shaking voice calling out to her father in question, "But…she's my only daughter" his chocolate brown eyes pleaded with this young man who held all the power at this very moment.

"Her mother died giving birth to her" Bella looked over her shoulder as he licked his lips nervously and watched his eyes brim with tears, "She's my only daughter, my only child. Please….Mr. Cullen…..I can't be without her." His eyes darted to Bella's and she could swear she saw sorrow reflect in his sad eyes, " As you can tell she's pretty to look at, has a great figure and is much more suited for what your looking for than Alice" his eyes shot open as he remembered more positive selling points, "And she can cook!" He boasted with excitement, "Cook has trained her for 8 years now!"

Bella's eyes snapped to the front of the room just in time to find Edward Cullen crossing his arms over his chest, his stance just solidifying what everyone in that room already knew to be true. He was in charge, "I don't want her" an evil smirked played on his lips as the light from the fire danced behind him, "I want your daughter."

"Please" Mr. Brandon voice begged with emotion, "She's all that I have. Don't take her."

Bella dug her nails deeper into her palms as she saw something flicker in the emerald green orbs that were fixated on Mr. Brandon face. And when she saw that those green eyes bounced from the man next to her right onto her she thought her heart would leap out of her chest as its beats furiously banged against her chest.

As Bella felt his eyes travel every inch of her face down to her neck and begin to dissect every curve of her thinly framed body she thought she would faint. Never had a man looked at her with such feeling, with such intensity and the thought of it made her cheeks stain with redness, she lowered her head in the hopes that her long brown locks would shield her from his intense scrutiny.

"She's virtuous" Mr. Brandon quipped in obviously noticing Mr. Cullen's interest changing, "Never been touched, I can guarantee it."

Virtuous?

Never been touched?

Bella fought the bile that raised in her throat as she wondered why these personal traits of hers were being used as a selling point.

"I reserve the right to make an exchange if this doesn't work out." The moment Edward Cullen's words came out of his mouth her eyes snapped up toward his face.

"Oh my God" her whisper trembled from her mouth at the realization that the tides were turning and not in her favor.

"It's going to work out" Mr. Brandon's voice sounding so much more optimistic than it had the entire night. He quickly stepped forward and clasped his hand around Bella's thin wrist squeezing it with strength. She winced loudly in response, "It's going to work out, I guarantee it!" he squeezed even harder around her thin frame anchoring his message.

Edward sighed loudly, "She will do." He waived his hand dismissively.

"What?" Alice's voice boomed from the back of the room barely braking through the fog of pain and panic that was presently engulfing Bella, "This can't be happening!" She shouted in response breaking her way past her fathers' strong form, she quickly wrapped her arms around Bella's trembling shoulders burring her tear stained face deep into the crook of Bella's neck, "I won't stand for this!" Alice shouted through sobs pressing tighter on her hold around her friends neck when she felt her father trying to pry them apart, "You have to believe me!" she felt Bella's sobs rack through her body as she felt the strength of her father wining, "I'll come back for you!" she promised with all the fierce that she had as she felt her fathers arms wrapping around her tiny waist and breaking apart the hold she had on the tiny whimpering girl, "I swear it!" she shouted furiously through her tears as her heart ached as she helplessly felt her body being dragged out of the room, "Bella! I'll be back for you I swear!" her throat stung as she shouted her promises to the girl she considered her sister for life.

Bella's didn't realize till she felt the stinging pain of her knees hitting the cold wooden floor beneath her that her legs had given out. She blinked rapidly so she could see Alice's small body being dragged out of the room as she kicked and screamed in response.

"Alice…" was the only thought she could form in her spinning mind. It wasn't until she heard the footsteps stopping right in front of her slumped body that she tore her gaze away from the now closed wooden double doors. Not fully giving up hope that Alice would burst through them and take her back home, she bit down on her quivering bottom lip and looked up at the beautiful face of the demon standing before her. He knelt down gracefully to so that he could be at eyelevel with his knew possession. She saw an evil smirk dance on his lips as he trapped her chin between his thumb and forefinger.

"Yes.." his green eyes bore into her hers causing her spine to shiver, "I do think you will do." And as quickly as he was there he was gone. She watched his retrieving form walk out of the room but not before instructing over his shoulder, "Emmett, show her to her new living quarters. She'll find a bath awaiting her….I'll be up there soon."

Bella slumped over as her body shook with the sobs that came with the realization of her situation and she couldn't help but flinch in fear as she felt muscular arms wrap around her waist and tear her up off of the floor.

As Emmett began to carry her quivering body out of the sitting room she began to realize that the only place that she knew as her home was gone, the only person that had ever shown her kindness and love was gone. But what tore through her spinning mind the most were Edward Cullen's words from moments ago.

"Emmett, show her to her new living quarters. She'll find a bath awaiting her….I'll be up there soon."

Yes, the fear that reeked havoc on her every being was the horrific thought that she had just been sold and bought for the purpose of becoming Edward Cullen's own personal whore.

A/N: This is my first Twilight fic and I'm not sure if it's worth continuing. Please let me know what you think, if you like it or if you would like for me to continue?

Other than that thank you for giving me your time :)