She blinked, looking disbelievingly at the man before her.

"Don Cullen, sir, you must be mistaken..."

His eyebrows furrowed slightly; how could she not get it?

"No, I am not mistaken in the slightest." He breathed outwards, frustrated by her ignorance.

"Yes... I'm sorry Don Cullen, sir, but you are obviously mistaken."

"About what?"

"Charlie would never join an illegal drug circle of any sorts..."

He was slightly taken aback by her use of her father's first name, but got over it quickly, before she could notice. "Tha--"

She cut him off. "Let me finish, sir. Charlie, as I informed Alice, was part of the police force. He would never become involved in anything illegal! So, therefore, he could not have been killed in effect of being involved in such events."

His lips twitched up in entertainment as understanding washed over him. He couldn't help but note how cute she looked when she pouted like that, huffing slightly. This only made his lips twitch up more.

One of Bella's eyes popped open suddenly, eyeing him suspiciously. "What are you smiling at?!" she snapped, huffing more.

Biting down his lip to not laugh, he just stared in amusement at her. Really, she was quite brave. Bravery wasn't something that was common in dealing with La Cosa Nostra.

"You had better not be laughing at me, mister! Because let me tell you, even though you are the almighty," she made odd hand movements as she spoke, making him think that she was just absolutely adorable, "youngest Don in the history of Don, Godfather people, doesn't mean I fear you! Let me tell you, I don't fear you one bit! Rather, I think you are just some wise ass who's got a lot of money and connections, with a little bit of sadism mixed in!"

He couldn't help it - she was just so cute. The chuckle that escaped his mouth set him into a fury of laughs till he was holding his sides, leaning on the couch for support.

"You are laughing at me!!" she screeched in distaste.

Wiping away a single tear from his eye, he smiled brightly at her. "You're just so cute when you do that."

Bella's complaining stopped instantly. Blinking a few times, her lips twitched up into a smile.

"So... you were doing this for a reaction? This stupid joke?"

Edward froze at the assumption. His eyebrows furrowed, frown lines becoming apparent on his face.

"Drastic times call for drastic measures," he spat spitefully.

Bella cocked her head to the side. Edward resisted the urge to sneer at her; she was just so ignorant. 'Or innocent,' the back of his mind chimed in.

"You were so bored that it was drastic to mess with your poor hostage's head?" she chimed. The manner was extremely innocent, he noted.

"No... You're father was desperate to get you back. Therefore, he resorted to quick ways of money making."

She gasped, tears welling up in her eyes. For a few moments, her mouth opened and closed like she was trying to speak. After a minute or so, a choked sob escaped her lips.

"No," she muttered with the sob.

His hand slowly moved towards her, patting her on the head. A sad smile etched itself onto his lips.

"At least... you know he loved you."

"You'll kill me now, won't you?"

He froze, realizing she wasn't as innocent as he suspected.

'No,' my mind screamed out. 'No, don't prove her right...'

Yes, I always had to be the one who was right.