2 Months Later
EPOV
Hell. That's what my life had become in the past 2 months. I had no clue that everything would be change so drastically when I got the phone call from Aron that night in Vegas.
Dad, whatever his faults maybe, I had always admired his strength. He was a rock. He never broke. Not when the woman he loved more than himself died. Not when my back stabbing mother double crossed him. And certainly not through my numerous fuck ups.
But that day my father at last shook. Aron didn't reveal much over phone. Just that dad had an attack and that I had to be there ASAP.
A heart attack. That wouldn't shake the old man. He had a heart of granite. I couldn't believe it till I saw it before my eyes. He looked so fragile and old. Unlike the powerful, condescending man I was used to.
Aron did not take dad's attack well. He had been the golden boy and obviously more closer than me. He was a mess.
But thank God, dad pulled it through. It was a narrow escape though. He was prescribed complete rest. No more running across continents conquering the business world.
He was not happy about it either. Carlisle was never good at handing over control. Not even when he had the best employees under him.
But Aron had put his foot down. I never thought I would say it but for the first time in er…forever, he and I agreed on something.
Usually, it was always me against him and dad. But for the first time ever we were on the same side.
At last dad had agreed to take a chill. But he made me pay for it. My freedom was his payment for handing over control.
No more playing the rich spoilt guy. No more weekend leisure trips at my whim.
I had to become respectable. I now have an office in Cullen Enterprises where I actually sit and work. I am directly under Aron. A fact which I hate and he loves.
We might have stood together once, but that doesn't make us the best of chums or anything.
We are both very professional and cordial but that's about it. It's not like either of us had forgotten the past.
Em had asked me to make an effort with Aron. But he knows I won't. I can never forgive him or his double-faced bitch of a fiancé. Everything else I would have forgiven but not Tanya.
A knock on the door pulled me back to present.
It opens without waiting for my reply. Think of the bitch and the bitch shall appear.
"Good morning, Edward", Tanya walked in with that pompous air she always carried around.
"What the hell do you want?" she was the last person I wanted to see right now.
"I just wanted to enquire how you are faring", she had already pulled out a chair and sat down.
"I mean, we both know that you don't particularly like being here", she continued.
"I don't think how I am faring is any of your concern", I was already losing my temper and she had just began. I so didn't want to end up creating a ruckus here. But if she keeps sitting there ranting, I give no guarantees for my behaviour.
"Of course it's my concern, soon you will be my brother", I closed my eyes to tune her out. I will not give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose it.
"Good, so you remember whom you are going to marry, I thought you would not remember since having a big bank balance was your only criteria for Mr. Right. And you perfectly made it clear that mine wasn't big enough". I spoke through clenched teeth.
I had loved her. She had been my everything for years. We had grown up together. I had thought she was it for me, until I found her in my brother's arms and his bed.
I confronted her. I would have forgiven her. That's how much I loved her. But she had laughed at me. Apparently, she had been with me only because of my name and status. Like everyone else, that's all she had wanted. But then she met Aron. Older, more successful and certainly the more favoured.
Why should she choose me when she could have the better brother? That's exactly what she said to me.
I was furious. I vowed to make Aron see the truth and bring the bitch out. But I was in for a surprise.
That was the day I truly realized how much Aron had hated me. He liked Tanya or rather he lusted for her. He had slept with her knowing that she was with me. He didn't care that she had been mine.
"I always get what I want, baby brother. She needs a man not a boy", I would never in a million years forget the hurt, the humiliation and the anger.
That was the day, the boy Edward died. I vowed to prove them wrong.
Over the years, I became what I am now. Aron might own the Cullen Enterprises, but he can have it. I don't give a damn.
There is no doubt anywhere who is the better brother now. While my brother immersed himself in boring negotiations and contracts, I lived my life on the edge and made myself a fortune too.
Before, racing had just been a hobby. But after Tanya, it became everything. Nothing was more soothing than the soft rumble of my baby as I rode her faster than ever.
I had met Em and Jas through this love for racing. All three of us loved the speed, the wildness and the adrenaline. In fact we all were adrenaline junkies. But unlike them, I chose it as my profession.
My first race was three months after Tanya. My family was certainly very supportive. Dad had mocked me. Aron promised he will be there to pick up my broken body after I crashed. Jasper's dad was my sponsor. That man had more faith in me than my entire family combined.
Everyone saw me just as another spoilt trust fund baby. I knew I had nothing to lose. So I won.
And that was just the beginning. Soon Edward Cullen synonymous to winner. The races, the girls, the fans, the fights. I was soon everywhere.
It was all perfect. But then it all came tumbling down. A loose brake and my perfect life came down again.
"Edward, Wha-" I looked up. Shit, I had zoned out, again.
But, Tanya was still rambling on.
"Tanya, if there is something you want to say, do it fast and then get out", I spoke, cutting her off. For the love of God, I can't realize how I could have ever loved her. Had she always been this irritating?
She was cross I had cut her off but she replied. "I was here to say that, because of our history it would be too awkward if you were present at the wedding. I mean we don't need anyone to know that the famous Edward Cullen was dumped for his elder brother, right. So, it would be better if you don't attend. And it's not like you and Aron are close or anything".
I took a deep breath. "I don't give a fuck if anybody finds out that you had two timed me and my brother. I think it would gain me even more sympathy. And as for that contract your dad and my dad are gonna sign under the name of love and wedding, I won't be caught dead amidst it. You might convince the entire world of your love towards Aron. But remember that I know the truth. It's just a marriage of convenience. So don't flatter yourself."
Her face was the colour of tomato by the time I was finished and looked ready to burst. I cut her off again as she started to speak.
"You have said your piece, now get out of my office before I have the security escort you out. You might be my brother's showpiece but this is my office and I don't like blonde bimbo's parading themselves here. So get out, now".
She stomped her foot and began to walk out.
"You are an arrogant asshole, I hope you rot in hell", she shouted before walking out of the door.
"Hell is right next to you sweetheart", I called after her as she disappeared.
* I hope this chapter clears up some of the queries regarding Edward's past. More about that will come in the future. BTW this chapter occurs 2 months after Vegas. Next up will be BPOV.
* I don't know how long it's gonna take me to put up a chapter. I am in a tight schedule with my semester end exams around the corner.( Wish me luck, I really need it). But I will try hard to post at least once in a week. The posts will be mostly on the weekends.
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