Hi, I'm back. I think. Anyway, the chapter below is a different point of view. You might as well give it a go.

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A lot of people laughed, even protested when Edward took over the family business at 24. They thought he hadn't worked for it, that it was too much responsibility for him. A 24-year-old who was more concerned with partying than the ploys of business. At the time, it was true. Since then it had been a time of grafting to earn the respect of others around him.

In fact, Edward had put in so much work that he rose to the top. The Masen name was feared, for the ruthlessness of the leader. Edward had always been nonchalant about where he had come from, who he was. As the son of Elizabeth and Edward Sr, he always knew what he had to do and his father didn't sugar coat it. Edward Sr raised young Edward to be cold and ruthless, to be uncaring. Yet despite all of Edward Sr efforts, Edward had his mother's influence over him. This influence gave him somewhat of a heart.

Of course, Elizabeth didn't get involved with the business anymore. She never liked it, and she never got involved and even though she loved Edward Sr to the moon and back she wasn't surprised when he was killed. Murdered. He was shot. Elizabeth had come home to find her husband lying on their cream rug with a bullet hole in his head. And she would never forget the dead expression on her husband's pale face, the cold emotionless gaze in his glassy eyes.

She was hysterical after that, calling Edward and screaming for him to come, that his father had been shot. And when Edward came, and saw his mother cradling his father's head on her knees that was when his switch got flipped.

After that he grew up, sure he has seen dead people before after all his family was infamous for their antics but seeing his father was something else. Edward Sr had always been stern and strong and so independent, and seeing him lying on the floor, weak and dead had broken something in both Edward and Elizabeth that night.

From that night on, Edward sobered up, he became a man and worked himself to the ground. Focusing all his might on the most income, his trade, and he made the family even wealthier and even more frightening.

Edward became a known as a man made from stone, cold and ruthless. Until Isabella Swan stepped into his life.

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EPOV

"Hey Boss? I got a hit on where Aro's next shipment is being stored. We still taking it?" Ben said walking in to my office. The guys knew if I had my door open, they could come in.

I shook my head. "No, I don't want his shit. Burn it. And try and do it discreetly, I can't be bothered to bribe anymore cops."

Some of my men frequently went over bored and sometimes got caught. The men I cared about keeping, I bribed the cops for. The men who I didn't care for? They got jail time. They all knew not to speak one word about my operations.

My business was doing well, both the legal and illegal aspects of it were booming. My most recent investment, The Red Room had a significant larger clientele than it once had had. I brought it to help along my other activities, the kind you need to keep secret. The majority of my money came through my runnings of illegal gambling, fighting and drug trafficking.

The drug trafficking was extra money, for the people who are addicted it's both a life saver and a killer. Because of this, I'm trying to get out of it and focus my efforts on less damaging life changing activities.

The underground fighting is usually what the bets are made on, which we run in an abandoned warehouse in the crappy part of town.

Of course, taking out the competition is a necessity, a reason why my business is thriving more than my father's ever had. He tried to make too many connections, and these connections cost him his life.

The illegal gambling helped me make a larger profit than most, stupid business men who're addicted to making money and not know the proper way to do it and betting their life savings away. Of course, this is how I came to meet Jasper and thus Bella.

It was by pure coincidence, I was on my way back from a business meeting and my men asked to make a quick stop so they could scare the kid a little. I usually didn't go to people's houses or do any scaring, I have men for that. But I allowed it. I was on the phone, ignoring the crashing coming from inside the shabby house when I saw a lady run across the front lawn.

I watched her for a bit, smirking to myself when I saw her cautiously approach the door wondering what she was planning to do in those 6-inch heels and tight arse dress. Her hair fell to the middle of her back and her wild curls were bouncing around in the wind.

I followed her in, she was brave and I always was so curious. Especially of beautiful women running towards danger.

It was a mistake, the minute she looked at me with those defiant eyes, not waivering nor giving in, I was hooked. Hooked on the mystery that was Isabella Swan. Not that I even knew it at the time.

Of course, we came to an agreement and that was that, I thought I would see her weekly to collect the debt her idiotic brother had built up. But no, I saw her at the club.

I'd just had a meeting with Sullivan O'Brian, the owner of the failing club Angels. Him and his wife had the joint for 15 years and he was losing money. I was interested in it because of the location, and the chance to make some legal cash, even if it was through a dirty deed. The club was renovated so I can conduct my more illicit activities, of course I'd never have anything on site which was harmful to my name. It just offered the chance to have a good meeting place for my men and any meetings I'd have to have.

But I digress, when I was Bella at the club, she was wearing the most sinfully delicious outfit I'd ever seen. And she was dancing on stage on a pole. I almost lost my composure, and when our eyes locked and she stopped dancing I couldn't help it, I smiled. She almost looked happy to see me, and I hoped she was remembering our kiss, I know I was.

When she carried on dancing, my smile fell. She was enchanting, alluring and damn near irrisitable. I nearly couldn't hold myself still.

I will never forget her body sliding around that pole, or that song. And I know she will dance for me again, just for me. With that song.

Anyway realising her intention, I confronted her. Told her she'd be whoring herself out. In truth, I was jealous, I didn't want her dancing for anyone but I. But she got away, not before seducing me once more and leaving me speechless.

Of course, the girl didn't heed any of my warnings and the next time I was her she was dancing once more. This time in front of a crowd of hungry men. I was furious, the Isabella who'd I'd somewhere along the way came to think of as mine, was parading herself in front of them all.

I went to the stage, I had to get a closer look. Bella did too, and came on her knees towards me. She came so close and feeling her finger run down my face was heaven. And then a cretin stuffed a note in her thong. I saw red. A red haze that made me punch the fucker. Then a fist fight broke out. Fitting for the last day of Angels hey?

Afterwards the moment Sully's office was amazing, although fighting I couldn't keep my hands to myself. Bella was arguing with me and seeing that fire… It just does things to me. I kissed her, and we kissed until Sully walked in. I told her debt was finished, I couldn't justify her dancing to pay me of.

The next day was one of the best night's I had ever had. After I invited Bella to sit with my people and that arsehole started sprouting his mouth off about her dancing I took her upstairs. I couldn't take it. Seeing her here, seeing her talking no whispering to other men, it drove me crazy.

I told her I was making her redundant. What followed after was incredible, while she tried to shut me out. Seeing her leave broke me, I couldn't help myself. I had to have her.

And have her I did, on the sofa, and on the bed. I had it there for when I worked late. But it was amazing. She was amazing. So fucking beautiful, her eyes bored into my and the want in them drove me over the edge.

After we had sex, I found out she weren't on the pill. She left so quickly I had no time to stop her. But when I saw her the next day, she told me she had everything sorted.

And we then sorted it out, kind of. She was coming back to work still, hopefully not pregnant and agreed to wear less revealing clothes.

It was a god send, although I loved seeing her wearing them. I didn't love anyone else staring at my girl.

My girl.

I hoped she would be one day. I hoped that she'd be mine. But I also knew, her getting involved with me any longer would be explosive. I didn't know if I wanted that for her.

I know she didn't want that for herself. But I just can't help it, I have to know her.

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Ok, so apologies for leaving this so long. RL was a bitch.

This chapter was a bit of a reminder, because I've been gone so long... I'm planning to hopefully get another chapter up tomorrow as I have nothing to do all day for once! And tomorrows chapter is defiantly in a Bella POV. I miss sassy Bella.

I know it weren't much but I hoped you liked it :)