Falling for a criminal
Chapter 10
It had been three weeks since I promised myself that I would leave. I had enough, I will not sit around and let Edward treat me like a piece of ass. Maybe that is what I was to him just a piece of ass he could tap. But that made no sense if he wanted to marry me. No matter how weak my love for him made me. I had to be strong now, for my child.
After the way Edward had acted I didn't eat dinner with him. I didn't even talk to him, I even slept in a different room. Yet he seemed to make an effort as if he was trying to apologise. Sometime he would call my name constantly but I would ignore him. No matter what anyone says this baby had not been my downfall but my miracle, my new life, this baby has helped its mother transform from a weak feeble woman to a woman who could find her inner spitfire. I had been avoiding him, I was scared he would lash out any moment I needed to keep my bay safe so instead of picking the fight that I so wanted to I kept to myself. I had let him use and violate me and I felt ashamed looking back I should have taken Alice's warning and walk away but what can I say when a pretty boy shows you flirty eyes you jump for the head high.
Even though I had been keeping my distance I still wanted to get the hell away from Edward. But I had to be civil about it. Edward wasn't just any man he was a powerful mob boss who probably thought that I was planning to run. After the second week I started to make dinner for him, sometimes I would sit at the table and answer the few questions that he threw at me. I would wash and iron his clothes and tell him goodnight. I eventually went back to our shared bed on Tuesday. On Wednesday he made the effort to tidy the table as I had run to the bathroom to puke my guts out. On Thursday, Edward dropped to knees telling me how he was sorry and that I should forgive him. He looked as if he had tears in his eyes. But what did sorry mean to him? Did he think I could just forgive him after how badly he had treated me? Was sorry just a scapegoat so that he could get me back into bed? All these question didn't matter because it was too late. I told him I was not angry anymore but it was just a lie I had to keep up the act he needed to trust me.
On Friday he bought me lavish gifts and again expressed his forgiveness as if he was genuine. But it didn't matter I wasn't falling for his tricks again so I kissed him and took him to bed. As we fucked that night he told me how much he loved me but I kissed him trying to shut him up. I just wanted to fuck, no feelings, nothing. This is what every man wanted right a silent fucking partner. Afterwards he told me I could go out with his mother and Rosalie to get a dress for the wedding which I was dreading, since I was currently not the size I used to be. I had bigger tits, a bigger bum and the huge 6-month pregnant belly. But this was a sign that he was trusting me. So I went and I ended up getting a beautiful dress. It was A delicate illusion off-the-shoulder neckline coupled with a dramatic illusion lace back create glamour like an alluring ball gown wedding dress with delicate lace bodice and flowing tulle skirt, accented with a feminine Swarovski crystal belt. And to Finished it had a crystal button over zipper closure. It was the perfect dress and you couldn't even imagine the price. But Edward was paying so. Since he gave me his card I was also able to take money from his bank account. He had asked what it was for but I replied saying it was for a down payment on a tiara I wanted. He of coursed smiled and said anything for my you my love.
It was now Monday two days before my wedding to Edward, the way he was acting lately had been so different than before as if he was now back to his old ways, the way he was when I fell in love with him. I was debating whether or not I still wanted to leave. I couldn't deny my feelings anymore, he was making me feel special and the way he touches my belly shows that he also loves the baby. I was so confused one minute he was hot and the next he was cold; I mean come on Edward show me some stability. I was going to confront him talk to him about the way the way I felt, how confused he was making me, but when I got to his office I heard Edward talking to one of his workmen.
"I want all girls on the platform, tomorrow I have many buyers." What? Girls?
"Yes Boss, they are all ready. Victoria's got them settled in the warehouse."
"Good."
"Mind if I buy one of them myself boss, the strippers at the club are getting too old and clingy for me? I need fresh meat."
"Of course if you have the bills" Edward laughed it off
What was Edward going on about, he was selling girls, oh my God, I couldn't marry a monster. I knew he sold drugs and killed people but selling poor girls. They were probably young, my age even. I couldn't stay here, it didn't matter how he treated me, if he was going to sell poor young girls, how could I be with someone who stood by something I was against. What if I had a daughter, I would allow her to grow up with a man who was willing to sell off girls just like her. No this was wrong. I couldn't go to the police but I also couldn't stay here. I would keep up the act and after the wedding I was going to leave.
The day of the wedding came, I stood in front of the mirror staring at myself I felt beautiful but I had a whole lot of nerves in my belly. I was about to marry a monster a criminal. A criminal I loved, but also hated if that made sense.
The wedding march was playing slowly, I walked down the aisle to a man that I loved and hated at the same time. I scanned the crown realizing that even though it was my own wedding, I did not recognize half the people there. In the front rows I saw Edwards parents. Esme looked as if she was going to burst into tears. Behind them sat Rosalie, Alice and jasper. At the side of Edward was Emmet. Edward. Edward. He was so handsome in his tuxedo. He was every girls wet dream but he was only mine. What am I talking about? He's a monster don't let his good looks cloud your judgement Bella. As I made it down the aisle Edward took my hand in his and kissed it. The priest started the service, throughout the whole thing I kept darting my eyes to Edward trying to figure him out. Why did he have to be so good but so bad, so sweet but so sour? Before I knew if the vows were being said and then the priest announced us husband and wife. And told Edward he may kiss the bride. Edward turned to me and smiled, he then leaned towards me. The world spun beneath my feet, Edwards lips then met mine, it was magical it was all a girl could dream about her wedding kiss. All too soon he pulled away, I thanked god for that because these hormones where making me crazy first I wanted to stay then the next I wanted to leave.
Afterwards the wedding party was a great fun. Edward acted like the loving husband and introduced me to all his friends and work associates. but I couldn't focus because tomorrow when Edward goes on his work trip, I will be leaving.
Afterwards we when back to our room. I was nervous. I sat on the bed and he was pouring himself a drink. He then turned and faced me.
"Did you enjoy yourself today, Bella?
"Yes, it was perfect."
"It's just because you were very quiet."
"I was just feeling ill."
He then took a seat next to me on the bed.
Sitting next to each other, the sexual tension is obvious. However, I doubt any of us sees it still at this point of the night. He takes a long gulp of his drink. I stare at the endless stream of golden liquid disappearing into the darkness of his deep throat. The glass reaches the table before I can realize, making a short and violent sound against the wood.
He looks away, casually passing his hand through his hair. Staring back at me in silence, He slowly passes his tongue over his lower lip to then pass his long finger. Subtly exposing his beautiful, masculine hands. I could smell his cologne from here. He rapidly, yet discreetly and elegantly stands up and gently grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. His eyes are serious, huge and beautiful. Green, deep and mysterious like the ocean. In perfect contrast with his flawless pale skin and messy bronze hair. He leans on me, putting my head in between his chest and shoulder, pressing his sips against mine. So close… my guts are alive, truly tempted. "Do you feel it, baby?" he says softly to my ear, sticky and sweet, like liquid caramel.
His soft lips touch mine, melting into burning desire. My mind is empty; I can just let go. His taste is heavenly, personal and special. I need to be in control of myself, of this situation. "Edward," As hard as it is to get away from his red blooded aura, I pull myself together and go towards the bathroom. Blinded by the lights and overwhelmed by the sexual feelings. Once I enter the bathroom I'm surprised by how big it is, it had a deep sink and above it a large mirror, it also had a black bath/ Jacuzzi in the side but it also had a shower on the opposite side. Exhausted, I put my hands at both sides and stare at the tense and red figure that looks right back at me. I don't even recognize myself. My hair is greasy and my mascara's running. I take few deep breaths and look down. The flow of water is cold in contact with the skin of my face, warm because of the intense blood flow. I look up, about to dry my cheeks. Oh my god. He is standing at the door.
Paralyzed, it takes me few seconds to realize he is walking towards me, and I'm bent over the sink. Fast as a panther he comes right behind me, kissing my neck, grabbing my hair. I look at us in the mirror. It's never been as intense as this, is it because we're now married? I still keep trying to fight him but in the end, I give up and let him take control. His hand reaches me from behind, rubbing against my panties. I do the same, feeling his big hard rock erection against my bottom. He introduces two fingers on my inside, out of nowhere, pressing the fingertips against the wet walls of my vaginal cavity. In and out, again and again, nonstop. Feels so good my eyes roll back, I'm craving his sweet touch. He then stops and takes off my dress.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look today?"
"My wife, my beautiful wife."
Afterward I step out the dress and he leads me back to the bedroom. With my hands I touch his body, his strong chest and arms. He liberates his erection and I grab it with both hands, moving up and down the skin. He's reaction is satisfying and moans, confirming I'm doing a good job. I instinctively get on my knees, but I can't take it all. Introducing his penis on the inside of my throat, moving my tongue gently around the head and the back, exploring the taste of him. His fingers grab my head in between my hair, pulling while his hips move back and forth inside and outside my mouth pleasing himself.
He slides his penis in, pushing against me with the rage and anger of a whole army, gasping with every lunge. "You are…" Goes deeper and deeper, pushing me into the bed. Faster, unstoppable. "Are so…" His touch against my breasts and clitoris takes me to the edge, I can't hold back much more. "Fucking beautiful"
We both have a long and intense orgasm together, emptying himself. Minutes later, I'm barely conscious he is still inside me. I'm in heaven, at least for few seconds. After he finishes, slaps me on the buttock. He had fucked so good. It was a good thing I was already pregnant otherwise I was sure he would have knocked me up. Afterwards I fall asleep.
…...
When I wake up I see a note from Edward, telling me that he had gone on his trip, he'd be back by tomorrow morning and that I could go back home when I wanted to.
So I went home and grabbed all my stuff, passport, money and clothes. I left my bed on the phone. I called out to one of my guards
"Help, Help...AHHH"
"What is it?" the guard asked
"I think I'm in labour…AHHH"
"…what…. what..." He was a blabbering mess.
"It's too early, please help me."
"Okay, okay let me call the boss."
"Wait, give me the car keys-AHHH…. Let me go in the car, you get all the baby stuff"
"What baby stuff"
"Everything the car seat the clothes the crib...AHHH hurry "
"Here take the keys."
"Thank you"
Once I knew he was occupied worrying about what to get, I grabbed my stuff and ran to the car. I left making my way to Toronto I wouldn't be coming back. I never even looked backed.
So what do you thinks going to happen now? Will Edward find her or will she live the life she wants without him? Well that was a tangy lemon!
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