I'll Mend Your Heart.
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It has come to my attention that a few of you think Edward is really sweet (he is, isn't he?) and can't believe he's a mob boss...well Edward has something to say about that.
YES! This is Edwards p.o.v!
I'm really excited for this chapter, because your all gonna see a side to Edward that hasn't been shown before...his mob side. WARNING Edward has quite the potty mouth and theres a lot of violence this chapter! Some may find distressing!
PLEASE READ! I posted this yesterday and there was a huge mistake on it! i called Bella the future Mrs. Cullen when i meant Masen. I know your all kinda confused about the whole Masen/Cullen thing and that's probably made you even more confused. i promise that the name issue WILL be discussed next chapter.
Chapter 12. (epov)
I watch her as she takes a deep breath, before leaving the car. She's a nervous wreak and I can't understand why. This job was fucking made for her...she'll be perfect.
My eyes are glued to her as she makes her way into the building, but can you blame me...her ass is fucking perfect. Shapely and just asking to be squeezed. I haven't touched yet, but fuck do I want to. I'm trying to be a gentleman though, go at her pace and it's killing me! Jasper thinks it's hilarious, he's the only one that knows about my serious case of blue balls I've had since Charlie Swan showed me that picture of this auburn haired, chocolate doe eyed goddess he calls a daughter.
Normally if a guy at the casino couldn't pay his way, I'd have one of the guys take him to my warehouse and I'd deal with him my own way, no questions would be asked because people know that if they mess with me...they'll get fucked up, it's just the way it is.
But the problem with Charlie Swan was he was a police officer. If he went 'missing' there would be questions and the last thing I need right now is the police and Volturi on my case. So I took him to my office, and tried to see how he could help me. I knew I would win that fucking card game, but what I didn't expect was him to offer me his daughter.
It was literally like the guy had looking inside my mind and pulled out the one thing I want more than anything...a wife to start a family with. I knew he was serious with this offer, but I wasn't sure what to make of it. Did I want to marry a stranger? Besides Charlie's no looker and knowing my luck his daughter would look like him in a wig and make up.
He obviously saw that I was gonna say no, because he told me to wait and answer after I have seen a photo of Bella. I let him go soon after, with a promise to meet tomorrow...with her picture. But I'm no idiot, his flight risk was extremely high and I'm not going to be screwed over, so I have Alec follow him. To both mine and Alec's surprise Charlie went home and stayed there all day, only leaving to meet me at the club at 9.00 am the next morning.
Charlie sat in front of my desk, hands shaking and a lot of fear present in his eyes. This was not unfamiliar for people to act like in front of me, and I actually liked it... I lived for the fear in people's eyes, because it made me powerful.
However high and mighty I was feeling, soon vanished as soon as he passed that picture to me. It looked at though Charlie had taken this picture because the absolute love he felt for the subject matter was seen through the photograph. The girl in question was stood in a front garden, next to a silver Volvo. She was wearing plain blue skinny jeans and a knitted jumper. Her hair was being blown about by the wind and the falling leaves of autumn were flying around her.
She was so beautiful. It was like looking at my idea of a perfect woman...she had everything. So fucking gorgeous! And I knew, had I seen her in the street, that I would have pursued her, dated her, wooed her, made her fall for me. And all from that photograph, I knew I needed this woman. Just one look into her doe eyes and I was a gonna.
"deal" my horse voice croaked, my eyes never leaving the photo of this beauty.
"what?" Charlie asked. I looked up at him.
"your debt's forgotten...if I get her" after I uttered that sentence, all his fear had gone. He straighten his posture and even had a slight cocky smirk on his face. He knew. He knew I'd do anything to have this girl. But he was also smart enough to know not to push me.
So he nodded "the only condition is...if Bella doesn't agree, well then...I'll find some way to pay you back. She's not to be forced into anything"
"fine" and we shook hands. Charlie left after that, and I made sure I kept that photo. Making sure to give her prime place in my wallet. A little creepy, maybe but I didn't care. I was going to have this girl. Weather she agreed to this marriage or I had to go down the more traditional route of dating.
Since that day, Garrett's been working as Bella's protection. He's always there, she just doesn't know it yet. Garett was over the fucking moon when I offered him the job...guarding the future Mrs. Masen was the highest paying job in my mob. He'll earn well over five million a year. And so far all he has to do is stand outside her house or follow her doing her day to day stuff, but he knows that as soon as Bella and I are seen out together, and the Volturi get wind of Bella, she'll be one they go through to get to me.
I'd originally wanted Emmett to be the one to guard Bella. His size would ensure she's safe, and considering his hostility about joining the mob, surely making sure Bella's safe would be the best place to put him. Emmett and I have never gotten on. He hates me because he's being forced into the mob due to family loyalty and I hate him because he's a whiney bitch that can't just get over things. Offering him the job of Bella's protection was sort of like a peace offering, and I literally had my cell in my hand to call him and offer him the job, when him and his girlfriend turn up on my doorstep.
I obviously knew Rosalie from our business agreement. I'd seen her a few times since she moved here, because Emmett had introduced her to our family. He told me some story about being kicked out of his house and needing a place to stay. My suspicions were raised as soon as he'd said that. I'm the last person Emmett would come to for help.
His mom's pretty awesome, so obviously I ask him why he's been kicked out of him own home. Then he just...literally spat it out. He told me everything. Just like that.
'Rosalie wasn't my girlfriend'
'I've been cheating with Rose, on Bella for months'
'we told her and she kicked us out'
'I have no one else to go to...Mom would skin me alive, she can't know ever'
I didn't think I could dislike my cousin any more that I did, but I managed it. The one thing both out mother's taught us as kids, were that women were treated with respect...I may be in the mob, but I don't think I'd be able to cheat on my girl. If I wanted to sleep around I wouldn't be seriously dating someone. And neither should Emmett.
After I get her name, well...that's when Emmett receives a swift punch in his gut. I swear I would have fucking killed him, had Jasper not magically appeared and pulled me off of him.
Bella Swan has totally turned my world upside down, and I actually can't wait till I can call her Bella Masen.
Once I'm satisfied she's safely in the school building, I make my way to the club. I'm meant to be at the office today... I need to see how things are going, but I have some more pressing matters to deal with. I'm expecting a large amount of coke to be delivered to me today and another shipment of .45 GAP Glock's. Not the best of our weapons, but they sell well...as does the coke.
The main club that my office is at is 'seduce' and yes, prostitutes are to be bought there. Everyone knows that and if they don't they sure will find out quickly. I'm not proud of the fact that I have these women selling themselves for money, but I make sure they're all safe and I think it's better there here were I or most likely a member of staff can make sure they're okay, rather than being on street corners being picked up by crazy mother fuckers.
The second floor of the club is...well basically a few bedrooms. The girls aren't to be taken out of the club, and each of them has a...well I guess you could call it a panic button, in case they need help.
See, I take care of them?
The third floor of the club is my office, Jasper's office and the staff's break room. I ignore Tanya's greeting, and swiftly walk past her to my office. My office is pretty huge, has a couch and 50'' flat screen T.V, mounted on the wall. My own personal bathroom, with shower and bath tub.
It's awesome.
Sighing I sit at my desk, and boot up my computer. I sigh looking at my desk, it's pretty bare, the only picture is of Alice. Grabbing the frame I pull the back off and take Alice's picture out.
Sorry Ali, but your not the number one woman in my life any more.
I then slid in the picture of Bella from my wallet. The picture looks a little crumpled from being folded in my wallet, but it'll do until I can get a better one...and more of them. I already feel more at ease now...like she's actually here with me. And as cheesy as it sounds...her smile actually lights up the room.
I quickly check my email...nothing interesting. Checking the time I notice it's 9.39 am. Jasper and the guys were suppose to be here with the stock off the shipment at half past, and Jasper was never late, he knew I didn't like fucking waiting! I was meant to be going to the docks to collect it, but I couldn't bare to miss Bella's first day, now it seems those fuckwits can't even pick up a delivery on time.
I growled at no one.
My phone rang a few minutes later. Jasper. It's about fucking time!
"where the hell are you?" I shouted, my tolerance level was low and didn't take much to get my mad.
"boss we've got a problem. There was a rat at the dock...we've got him at the warehouse now. What do you want us to do?"
"a rat? Don't do anything, we need answers. I'll be there in a few minutes" and I hung up on him.
A rat? This is that last thing I fucking need! If this rat's from Aro I'm gonna fucking lose my shit!
I pull my suit jacket, and swiftly leave my office, quickly telling Tanya to tell anyone calling for me that I'm out on urgent business and to leave a message.
The warehouse is about 30 minutes drive from my office, but I made it in 20. Speeding baby! Before going in, I check my surroundings. I spot Garrett and give him a curt nod.
I'm the mob boss, I need security too.
Confident that no one was following me, I make my way inside. The warehouse is basically a huge concrete room. There are some smaller rooms around the back, but there a lot smaller. It's always freezing inside and so far away from everything that someone's screams would never be heard.
I could hear a deep voice groaning and moaning.
Jasper, Emmett, Demerit, Johnny, and Chris were stood around each taking there turns hitting or kicking the man tied to the chair.
"I'll take this over gentlemen" I announce my presence. The guy on the chair pisses himself. Literally. His eyes hold shit load of fear because he knows he's not gonna get out of here alive. I can't let a rat go...I just can't.
"what's your name?" I asked him.
He spat blood out on the floor, before shaking his head.
"I said, what the fuck is your name?" again nothing. "Tell me your fucking name or you'll wish you were dead"
"what's the point?" he spat "I'm not gonna leave this place am I. This is my grave. Why help you more?"
I shrugged "you asked for it" I pulled out my gun from the waistband of my pants, and shot his left shin.
He screams like a bitch, blood spewing all over the floor.
"now tell me or I'll shoot the other. TELL ME!" I yelled, my patience already ran out.
"Jack" he whimpered "Jack Stape"
I press my gun right up against his right leg, so he knew my intention pretty fucking clearly.
"who are you working for" he seemed to debate this for a second, so I pressed it in harder.
"James Hunter"
Fucking Hunter and his Mickey Mouse mob.
"what's he up to? Why you watching us?"
"I honestly don't know. He thinks your up to something, he had me watch you" James Hunter thinks he can run a mob when he makes one of the biggest fucking mistakes.
Setting someone like this guy...clearly inexperience and not able to do the task for him. Not Hunter's not gonna get any information.
I take pity on the kid, he looks only maybe 19 years old. So I put a bullet through his head without hesitating...or drawing it out. His lifeless body slumps back on the chair, blood covering the floor, seeping into the concreat and probably leaving a stain. just what i fucking need...evidence in my warehouse.
"Get the clean up crew in here. I'm off the see the Mrs." I tell the guys before leaving them in the warehouse.
After driving back into town I decide to buy her some flowers for her first day at her new job. Sure the day's not over yet, but if I want her to fall for me, I need to start doing the sweet gestures.
I think I'll make reservations for us at a nice restaurant tonight.
a/n: so...what did you think? Like mobward? Dislike him? I loved writing it!
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