Hello! I'm back! I hope you guys are still reading this story! I'm really really sorry to all the reviewers, readers, and also those who've put this up in their alert/favourites. *bows*

So here I am, back from holidays and all. Computer's fixed but I had to retype the whole chapter. Since I couldn't really remember what I typed, this is an entire different one, so I hope you guys like this newer one that I typed.

Honestly, I could've posted this chapter earlier but my sister came home and announced her wedding. So yeah...

Pardon the grammatical errors! This chapter has not been edited yet, even though my beta read the front part of it.

This chapter's a little long, but please read till the end, 'cause there's another POV right at the bottom.

Previously on Beneath the Facade, (Wedding night and a note from Bella's attorney)

"She stated that your marriage with your husband, Mr. Edward Anthony Cullen, could be called off after five year, if both parties, as in you and Mr. Cullen, agree."

I slowly absorbed whatever he said while Emmett asked him immediately. "Swan Inc. would still be mine even after they divorce?"

Steve nodded his head. "Certainly… Provided they agree on the divorce, and they must maintain a five years' marital status."

"Bella, did you hear what Steve said?" Emmett tapped on my shoulders. I stared at him, with no words coming out of my mouth. "Aren't you glad? You can get your single status back after five years! You'll just have to be patient. Time flies. Five years would be nothing compared to a lifetime."

I smiled. "Yeah… I'm… happy?" It came out like a question. But why? I should be happy, I should be glad! Glad that I'm stuck with the playboy jackass for a mere five years instead of eternity.

But why did my smile feel so forced?

Now, on to Chapter 9!

Beads of sweats were trickling down my forehead as I ran on the treadmill. I took a look at the clock and thanked God. Another five minutes and I would be slim like days ago. Hah, take that, Edward. I smirked.

"Isabella." He removed my ear buds and whispered into my ears.

Out of shock, I lost my balance and fell back onto him, causing the both of us to fall flat on the floor.

He groaned and I turned around to check if he was hurt. "Oh dear, I'm sorry I didn't mean to! Are you hurt?"

Jasper laughed and looked at me, amused. "Thought you could hear me or even feel an extra weight on your treadmill. But I guess you were too oblivious to your surroundings, weren't you?"

I smiled and nudged him ribs, not knowing how to reply him because I couldn't really tell him what I was thinking all the while, could I? I couldn't tell him, or anyone about what my beloved attorney told me just hours ago. Silly girl, why can't you? For once, the voice in my head was right. I should tell the Cullens soon, but not now, when I wasn't ready. Besides, I was supposed to be happy, to be glad that I could get rid of Edward in another five years' time. Sadly, I wasn't.

"So, would you like to go for dinner tonight?" He asked.

I blinked in surprise. Hello, I am your sister-in-law, no longer the single and available Isabella, and you're asking if I would go dinner with you, alone? To be safe, I would prefer not to. But who was I to deny the pair of puppy eyes that were staring back at me.

"Of-"

I was cut off by you-know-who's voice, which sounded like he was speaking through gritted teeth, as if he didn't want to talk to me. "There you are, Bella! Mom wants me to take you out for dinner."

I looked down and realized that I was still on top of Jasper. "Shit." I cursed under my breath and quickly stood up.

Biting my lips, I waved at Jasper, "Bye.", before heading to my bedroom to take a bath. I took a look at the closet and couldn't decide what to wear. Damn that Edward for not telling me where we were heading to. So, I settled with a black long sleeved dress and matched it with a red belt.

By the time I got out of the room, Esme came to me. "Bella, Edward's waiting for you in his car. Have fun, you guys!"

"Oh sure I will. Good night Esme." I kissed her cheek and left the house, getting into Edward's car.

I tilted my head and took a look at Edward, who had his eyes set on the road. I frowned when I saw his white knuckles. Funny, knuckles that turned white? Wouldn't it suggest that he was gripping onto the steering wheel a little too hard?

I gasped when my eyes landed on his speedometer. "Fuck my life." I cursed and slouched into the seat, closing my eyes.

Aren't you a speed demon yourself? The voice in my head teased.

I could drive at whatever speed I wanted because I knew how to control my car, but it's Edward, the guy I didn't trust the most. Oh no, this was going to be a disaster.

Soon, the car came to a complete halt and I could hear Edward getting out of the car, without even telling me that we have already reached the restaurant.

I opened my eyes and was shocked to find myself right outside a night club. I got out of the car as Edward threw his keys to one of the guy. What a pompous ass.

I ran and pulled at Edward's sleeve. "Aren't we supposed to have dinner? This is a night club, not a restaurant."

He glared at me and removed my hand. "Dinner, is what my mom wants. But I'm the one driving, so I decide where we're going. If you want to go to a restaurant, there are plenty in the opposite street. So, if you will excuse me, I'm gonna enjoy myself."

I stood at the same position where he left me for a few minutes. What was he thinking? Wasn't he better in the morning, and then he was giving me the cold treatment. It was as though he was a living Dr Jekyl and Hyde.

Well, since he could enjoy himself, why couldn't I? After all, I could have dinner in the night club. I glared at the Eclipse sign board. Wait a minute, Eclipse? Of all places, Edward Cullen chose Eclipse, the night club that opened just two months ago? Jackpot baby! I was already grinning inside out. I bet Edward's lady luck was just as angry as I was towards him, if not, why would he take me to a place, where I was in control of everything?

Ah, I guess I didn't mention this. I was actually a co owner of Eclipse, a night club that had a few other opened in other cities in America. This would definitely be fun time! Let's get going.

I smiled when I saw the long queue and greeted Lance, the bouncer. "Bella! Wow, what brings you here?"

"Dude, I own this place too!" I punched his shoulder lightly.

"Well, this is like your third visit since we opened two months ago."

"What can I say? I'm a very busy woman." I told him seriously. "Okay, gotta go, catch up with you soon."

I was serious. Thanks to the wedding, I didn't even have the time to enjoy myself in Eclipse. It was Dean, who handled everything. Well, he's good at it. That's right, Dean had some "connections", so single handling several night clubs was more than easy to him.

"Enjoy the night, boss." Lance lifted the rope and I gave him a wink before walking into the place, filled with people.

I took a seat at the bar and scanned the entire night club, searching for stupid Edward who left me alone. Finally I spotted him at the VIP floor, laughing together with two other men who had honey blonde hair. Ah, I remembered, they were his buddies. Then, I saw it. Edward had his arms wrapping around a girl, and so did the other two.

I scoffed. Players, all of them. If he could enjoy the night with some sluts, I could too. Now what I needed was a proper outfit to get into clubbing mode.

"Baby! You're here!" Simon, my favourite bartender grabbed onto my shoulders and hugged me, though I wouldn't really call it a hug, since he was inside, and I outside. From the corner of my eyes, I could see a few girls shooting death glares at me. Sigh, if only they knew.

"Yes, darling Simon. How's Alex doing?" Yup. Simon's a gay.

"Don't even mention his name. I kicked him out of the room."

I quirked my eyebrows. Well, it was really hard to believe. Simon and Alex were pretty much inseparable ever since they graduated from college.

"Don't give me that look, girl." He said while passing over a glass of Coke.

"Why not a vodka?" I took a hold of the glass.

"You don't look like you're here to party." He pointed at my dress.

"Oh my, I almost forgot. Where's Dean when I need him!" I pouted.

Almost immediately, a pair of hands covered my eyes. "Guess who?"

"The dark lord." I smirked.

"Good girl." He removed his hands and patted my head. I turned around and saw that his eyes were wide open and his jaw dropped.

"Mister, you better shut your mouth before a fly goes in." I gave him a disapproving look.

"No! For the love of Eclipse, you own the night club, not some fancy restaurant. Why aren't you in your normal outfits?" He stared at me in horror. "This is unacceptable. Go and change."

Seeing that I wasn't moving, he added, "Now." which made him so much like my father.

"But, daddy, I don't have the keys."

"You lost it? Bella, sometimes, you can be so forgetful. Oh dear, one day you might even forget that you own this night club, or that, you're married." See, sometimes, Dean could be really... Grumpy. "Speaking of which, where's that fake husband of yours?" Yup, he knew about it too.

I pointed at the VIP floor.

"That dickhead. I'm gonna get-" Dean continued mumbling, something he does when his "connections" are involved.

Before he could click on his cellphone, I took it away. "Dude, we're not making a scene. Besides, if you beat him up, I'm the one who has to take care of him."

"What the hell!" Simon shouted.

Dean and I turned around and laughed. A drunk woman was groping Simon's butt, and forcing herself onto him.

I was about to help Simon when Dean stopped me. "Don't worry, he can fend for himself. This is like the 5th case today and yet he's not used to it."

"Fifth case today?" I looked at Dean incredulously. "You've got to be kidding me."

He nodded his head. "You don't even wanna know how many girls have been doing that to him since the club opened."

"Poor Simon." I look at Simon, who was trying to push away the woman, with sympathy.

"Pretty face comes with-" Dean paused and nudged me. "I've got an idea." His eyes held mischief and they told me he was definitely up to no good.

"No, Dean, I've already said, you can't kill Edward."

"No, I'm not going to kill him. In fact, I want to give him a taste of his own medicine."

I rolled my eyes.

"Stop giving me that look."

Might as well entertain him. "Fine. Then, what's that lovely plan of yours?"

He rubbed his hands together and wriggled his eyebrows. "What will he feel if you're dancing with another man?"

"Nothing?" I stated the obvious.

Dean sighed. "Let's put it this way. What will your husband feel, if his friends see you grinding against a man, none other than our pretty face, Simon?"

I grinned like a Chesire cat. "You are a genius!"

"Of course I am. People call me Einstein in the making." He placed his arms over my shoulder and steered me towards the office. "I know you kept some clothes in the drawer, so go change while I order some food for you."

"Oh, you're my lifesaver! I really want to kiss you right now, but if I do, Sonia's gonna kill me."

"Trust me, she won't kill you. I'm the one who has to suffer her wrath, not you. Let me tell you, that woman, she's-"

"She's what?" A voice called from behind.

"Crap." Dean mumbled.

I walked over to the black haired woman, who had a pair of hazel eyes. Boy, the corset like top on her really showed off her curves well. "Sonia!" I greeted and hugged her.

"Bella! Wonderful to see you again.. I'm sorry I couldn't attend your wedding yesterday."

"Darling, it's not even her real wedding." Dean reminded her.

Sonia took in a deep breath, "A wedding's a wedding, us girls don't care if it's real or fake! You-"

I cut her off. "Sonia, I need your help."

"Just a moment okay, Bella. I'm not done with my husband." She looked as though she was ready to strangle Dean.

To save Dean, I looked at Sonia with what I hoped was a pair of puppy eyes, "But Sonia..."

She bit her lips, "Alright." She turned and grabbed onto Dean's shirt, "This continues later."

I pulled her to the office and turned the door knob. "Damn it. Dean! I need the keys."

Dean came and opened the door, before scurrying away.

"Thank you!" I shouted.

I took out all the clubbing clothes and showed them to Sonia. "Which one looks better?"

Before she could answer, I asked. "Ah, the corset like top, just like yours. Nah, it would be hard to move around. The spaghetti top? Hmm... It won't show my body curves..."

"Bella!" She shouted at me.

"Huh? What?" I looked at her, startled that she was shouting at me.

"I've called you so many times and you didn't answer. God damn it, usually it takes you just a split second to decide on what to wear. What is wrong with you?"

"I... er..." She was right. Why was I taking such a long time to decide on what to wear?

Just when I was pondering about it, Dean knocked and came in, bringing a tray of food. "Why aren't you changed yet?"

"Bella's taking too long to choose." Sonia told him.

"What? All this time you're just choosing your clothes?" Dean's voice went up an octave. Ugh, what's so hard to believe!

"There are too many." I pointed at the pile of clothes next to Sonia on the couch.

Dean sighed. "Darling, choose one that's hot."

Sonia got up and went through the clothes. "Match this midnight blue halter top with shorts."

"Awesome... Simon can run his hands on her legs. If I were to be in his shoes, I would definitely see red."

"What? Simon has Alex!" Sonia shrieked.

Dean shook his head and led Sonia out of the room.

I took another look at the blue halter top that had a deep cut and smirked. After changing out of the long sleeved dress, I went up to the knee length mirror. I looked...

"Sexy as hell." Sonia said. Eh? I didn't notice her coming in. But she was right. The top showed off my cleavage and accentuated my skin colour. On the other hand, the shorts made my legs look longer.

"Thanks to you!" I laughed.

She came over and brought me to the table. "Now, you eat while I do your hair."

I silently obliged and ate the sandwich Dean brought in. After that, she did my make up. When she was done, she brought me to the knee length mirror again. "Now, you're up for the battle."

I smiled. Payback time.

Someone knocked on the door. "Come in." Sonia shouted. That woman sure had a loud voice.

We turned to see Simon leaning against the door, panting as though he ran a marathon. "What happened?" I asked.

He walked towards me and grabbed onto my wrist. "Bella! You have to be by my side for the rest of the day!"

"Why so?" Sonia said and I laughed.

"Did you see those women out there?" We shook our heads. "Of course you didn't, you were in here all the time. They were attacking me!"

I looked at Simon, who was wearing a washed jeans and black long sleeved shirts with the three top buttons left open, showing his chest.

Sonia poked at his chest. "Hmm... I bet they're dying to touch this amazing chest."

"What?" He shrieked. "I better button up." He proceeded to do so but Sonia stopped him.

"No, you're leaving it as it is if you want to look handsome in front of bastard and his friends."

"Thanks Sonia." I told her and pulled Simon out of the office, to the dance floor.

"Bella, are you sure about this?" He whispered into my ears as I wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist.

"Yes. I want to show him that I can enjoy myself too, since he's doing the same." I told Simon. "Now, do your thing. And don't you dare to tell me you don't know how to, 'cause I saw that dance you had with Alex. It was smoking hot!"

He chuckled. "Well, since you're my buddy and my boss... Now, all you need to do is..." Simon started instructing me as I followed him. Sliding down his legs... Wrapping one leg around his waist while he ran his hands down it. Moving our hips back and forth. Grinding against him...

Ignoring the cat calls which I was sure started by Dean, we continued acting as though we were enjoying the dance though from Simon's eyes, I knew he was frustrated and grossed out as hell. I bet his eyes mirrors yours.

All of a sudden, someone gripped onto my wrist and pulled me away from Simon.

"Stay away from my wife." He said with venom dripping in his tone. Let's give him a round applause! Edward's here to save the day.

Save the day my ass. More like making a scene. Oh dear, my boss image is ruined thoroughly!

Before anyone of us could respond, he was already pulling me out of the night club and to the alley around the corner. Then, he trapped me against the wall, staring at me without uttering a word. The silence between us was deafening.

"Move." I told him. He stood still, not bothering to move away or even talk.

After a moment, he finally said. "Don't forget that you're my wife. You have absolutely no right to flirt with any men, not even my own brother."

What the fuck? He was seriously testing my patience. Why could he kiss a girl on our wedding day, and go clubbing with another the very next day while I couldn't even dance with Simon, or talk to Jasper? I punched him on his chest. "So you're saying that you have the right to do so? Kissing other girls? Or do I need to remind you what you did during our wedding day?"

He took in a deep breath. "I have my own reasons for that matter."

"Oh yeah? Then I too have personal reasons." I stared into his eyes. "Two can play the game."

He chuckled. "You're wrong. I'm the one who sets the game. The game will be over when I say so, not you."

I laughed. "No, you're the one who's wrong. Five years from now, it'll be game over."

He shook his head. "Darling, I'm in charge here, so I set the time line, not you."

Yeah right. I smirked. "I guess I didn't tell you what the meeting with my attorney was about. Our marriage must last five years, then, we can go our separate ways. Oh, aren't you glad that you can finally mess around with the sluts without bearing the bad husband title?"

"I..." He creased his eyebrows.

Asshole. Without even thinking, the next sentence slipped off my mouth, and I immediately regretted it. "Who knows? Maybe after our divorce, I'll marry Jasper instead."

Without warning, he leaned forward and kissed me roughly. You're right, this is a disaster!

I slapped onto his chest and tried to push him away, but he was strong. The more I hit him, the tighter his hold onto my waist and neck. So, I stood still and let him be.

I didn't like it at all. No. He couldn't do that to me. He should respect me, not treat me as though I was one of his play toys. It was as though I was being raped. Not knowing, moisture clouded my vision.

Seconds... Minutes passed. Then he let me go.

I slapped him across his cheek. "Fuck you."

I turned around and ran away, away from the pathetic husband of mine. He was such a motherfucker. God, I wish he burn to hell.

Then I bumped into a strong chest. "Oh I'm sorry." I looked up to find none other than Jasper, staring down at me.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

Instead of answering me, he brought his hand up and wiped across my cheek. "Who made you cry?"

"I'm crying?" I laughed nervously, wiping away my tears. "Dust got into my eyes, I guess."

"Isabella..." He sighed.

Then, someone pushed him away. "Stay away from her."

"Bella, are you alright?" Sonia asked. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Her eyes darted between Jasper and me.

"What did you do to her?" Dean grabbed onto Jasper's shirt, and pushed him against the wall.

Jasper gulped. "Nothing?"

"Nothing?" Dean mimicked him before pushing harder against his ribs, causing Jasper to wince. "If you did nothing, why would she be crying huh?"

"Dean, he's a friend." I told him. "Besides, I'm not even crying." But the wheezy voice of mine told me otherwise.

"I'm not crying." I kept repeating under my breath.

A hand squeezed my arms reassuringly. I looked up to see Simon. "What did Edward do?"

Dean patted onto Simon's back. "Dude, you're right! He looked as though he was ready to break you into pieces. Bella, did he torture you? I can't believe him." Dean continued with his rambling while I toned down his voice. I needed to be alone.

[Edward's POV] I know!!! Finally!

Fuck you, Edward. What were you thinking? Pulling her off the night club? Lecturing her on how she had no right to flirt? Kissing her against her will?

Ever since Bella came to the picture, my life became a jumble of mess. My plan to break as many girls' hearts as possible got thwarted thanks to her.

Then, she just had to be so cozy with my brother, dancing with him, being on top of him in the gym at home. What's worse, she was grinding against that bartender, a good looking one. Fuck, how I wished I was in his place. I had no idea Bella could be that hot. The shorts she was wearing showed off her long creamy legs which I was dying to run my hands on. Then, the top she was wearing showed much of her cleavage. She was drop dead gorgeous.

Watching the interaction between her and the bartender, the jealous side of me couldn't take it anymore and I became enraged. Wait. Jealous? Edward Cullen's jealous? No... This couldn't be happening.

Isabella Marie Swan would be the death of me. I just knew it the moment my mom told me she was the one I was going to get married to.

Shit. She was crying. I saw the tears that were pooling in her eyes. No wonder people call you fuckward.

I quickly ran towards the direction where she took off, and immediately spotted her, among a bunch of people. But I couldn't care less about who they were, all I saw then was Bella.

(A/N This part happens when Dean's busy talking about how Edward this and that)

"Bella! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that. I was way out of line." I apologized and before I knew it, I was pushed against the wall by a honey blonde hair dude. My own brother, Jasper Cullen.

"Jasper, let go." I told him.

"Let me tell you this, if not because of her, I would have threw a punch across this pretty face of yours the moment you appeared. I bet even she herself doesn't know that she's taken a liking to you-someone who will never be able to give her what she truly deserves. But believe me, it won't be long before she finds out she's in love with you."

I rolled my eyes. "Go to hell. She'll never like me, let alone fall in love with me." But deep down in my heart, I felt as though I won a lottery.

"I know her even better than she does herself, dearest brother. But now, I'll never let that happen. I'll stop that day from coming."

I smirked. "Jasper, don't you know love has no yes or no? You can never stop one from falling in love with another."

"Oh yes I can." He nodded his head and smiled to himself.

"I'll make her fall in love with me." That was the last sentence he told me before he turned around, following Bella, the idiotic bartender, and two other people into the night club.

Okay, let me know what you're thinking. And no, Edward will never be a rapist! He's just... Well... Jealous.

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LittleBells.