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"I don't have a wife, because emotion is dangerous." Charles 'Lucky' Luciano

"Aren't you human?" Arnold Rothstein

"Would it help?" Charles 'Lucky' Luciano - Mobsters

Emmett's POV

The rest of the night followed with everyone congratulating us. Rosalie was an only child and her father thought she was too young but to everyone else our engagment was nothing but extra cement to the bonds of the heads of this family.

Also, it made sure everyone knew she was mine.

I love Rose, even when she was a bitch.

I wanted to give her the world and I would.

We were out on the floor, slow dancing.

Dancing wasn't my favorite thing but if it made my girl happy, eh?

"Ready to blow this joint?" I whispered in her ear.

Rosalie was legal.

Not that the law had ever stopped me but it was a respect thing.

I was gonna tear that pussy up.

"I thought you'd never ask." She smiled up at me from under her lashes.

"Let's get outta here." I said pulling her off the dance floor.

I didn't take her back to the penthouse. Odds are everyone would be there at some point tonight.

I had booked the penthouse suite at Rochester Inn out on the lake.

My girl deserved nothing less than perfect.

I had phoned ahead to make sure that everything would be in place when we arrived.

I knew Rosalie wasn't a virgin and I was okay with that, I myself was far from it.

I couldn't wait to get off in it.

She has been prancing around all night in that little red number and I was tired of holding back.

We was bout to become like rabbits.

"Where are we going?" Rosalie asked when we didn't head towards the penthouse.

"It's a surprise. I thought we deserved some privacy." I told her running my hand up her silky tan thigh.

"Sounds good to me." She said adjusting herself in the seat so her dress slid up farther than it already was.

"You're gonna get it woman." I said slipping my hand a little higher.

"Promise?" She asked.

"Guran-fuckin-teed." I assured her with a smile.

Isabella's POV

I was dizzy from all the spinning and alcohol.

Even so, I was having a great night.

I felt like I was in a fairytale.

Edward had introduced me to everyone, formally.

It made me a little nervous that everyone now knew exactly who I was, but I had faith in Edward. He had taken care of me this far.

"You look beautiful tonight." Edward whispered again in my ear.

I smiled every time.

"It's the dress."

"No, you make the dress kid." Edward said kissing under my earlobe.

"If you say so." I said laying my head on his chest.

He grabbed my chin bringing my face up so we were looking at one another.

"Get this Isabella, you are amazing beautiful, even if you don't see it. I WILL make you see it. I don't want to heat another negative thing about yourself again. Are we clear?"

I nodded.

"Good. Did I hurt you?" He asked releasing my chin and running his fingers along my cheekbones.

"No." I told him laying back over on his chest.

"Are you staying with me tonight?" He asked snaking his arms around my waist.

"If you'll have me." I whispered.

"Always. Never forget that." He said placing a kiss on my hair.

"There you are!" Esme said breaking into our intimate moment.

"Hi Esme." I greeted her with a smile.

"Hello, sister." Edward said.

"May I borrow Isabella for a moment?" Esme asked him smiling sweetly.

"I suppose." Edward answering in a hoity toity voice.

"I'm going to get a drink. Can I get anyone else anything.?" Edward asked running his hand down my back and squeezing my ass since no one else could see.

"Get me a water please." I asked.

He nodded and waited for Esme to answer.

"Nothing for me, dear brother."

He turned and walked towards the bar.

As soon as he was out of earshot Esme grabbed my arm bringing me in close.

"Emmett has taken Rosalie away for the night. Can you keep my brother occupied?" She giggled.

"Are you asking me to blindside your brother with sexual favors so you can get laid?" I tortured her.

She looked insulted.

"Oh no. I don't want you to feel like you're being compromised. If you're uncomfortable -"

"It's fine. I can handle my own." I assured her smiling.

She sighed in relief.

"Thanks, Bella. I owe you."

I nodded and winked at her.

She quickly walked out of the room before Edward came back from the bar.

"Where did my sister go?" He asked holding a bottle of water and a cup of ice.

"Bathroom." I replied cooly.

I was getting better at this.

"Ok. Girls always have to piss." He said pouring some water in the cup for me.

"Thank you." I said quickly downing the water.

The alcohol was catching up with me.

"Wanna dance?" He asked staring down at me.

"Actually, can we leave?" I asked.

"You sure?"

"Yes. I'm very tired."

"Then I'll take you home kid." He said placing his hand on the small of my back and leading the way out.

When we got to the penthouse I realized something.

"I forgot my bag." I told Edward.

"Do you need it?" He asked pausing in the parking garage.

"It has my pajamas..."

"You can wear one of my shirts. That's much sexier anyway." He smiled at me and grabbed my hand pulling me along with him.

When we got up to the penthouse, I kicked my shoes off.

"Ahh." I sighed when my bare feet hit the cool hardwood floors.

"If you don't like those, why do you wear them?" Edward asked grabbing a remote and pressing buttons.

Soon the crooning voice of Sinatra filled the room.

"Alice would kill me if I didn't. Besides, don't you men get off on those kind of shoes?" I asked with a soft laugh sitting down on the sofa.

"Sometimes. I want you to be comfortable though." He said pouring himself a drink.

"Want one?" He asked looking up at me.

"A small one."

He came over carrying two rock glasses and sat down next to me.

"Thank you." I told him taking a sip. The amber liquid burned going down my throat.

"It's bourbon. Stronger than what your used to." He smiled at the grimace on my face.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I joked.

"Just relaxed. Here." He patted his lap after pointing to my feet.

I pulled my dress up and laid my feet across his lap. He took one in his strong hands and began massaging slowly, firmly heel to toe then up my calve, before moving to the other one.

I just laid back and enjoyed.

I had never had anyone massage my feet.

"This could spoil a girl ya know."

"That's my plan."

"I like your plan." I giggled sipping on the bourbon.

"I'm glad."

We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes longer before he spoke again.

"Now that Rosalie is going to be moving in here with Em, I thought they might need some privacy so I was going to look at apartments."

"You're going to buy an apartment? With what?" I asked him cracking open one eye.

"Money. Funds. Dollars." He rolled off.

"You have that kind of money?" I asked my eyes wide.

"I have anything you could want or need." He assured me. "I want you to go with me to pick."

"It's your place. Why would you want me to help pick?" I asked.

"Because it'll will be open to you as if it's your place, too."

Was I dreaming?

I pinched myself.

"What are you doing?" Edward asked raising one eyebrow.

"Making sure I'm awake." I grinned.

He chuckled.

"So?"

"Ok." I told him smiling.

We fell into a comfortable silence again just enjoying each other's company.

After a few minutes Edward began kissing around my ankles and making his way up to my knees. I loved the feel of his lips against my skin. It sent tremors throughout my body and down to places I wanted him to touch.

He slowly climbed up over me and began kissing down my neck. I ran my hands up in his wild copper locks and entangled my fingers in it. I pulled his face down to mine and began kissing him passionately.

I was feeling brave.

He ran his tongue along my bottom lip asking for entrance which I glady granted him.

He slowly laid more weight on me and I love every bit of it.

I could feel his hard cock against myself and I gently rocked my hips, seeking friction.

Edward drove my body crazy, made me want to do things I would never say out loud.

"Oh my God, Isabella." Edward whispered in my ear before attacking my neck again. He was holding himself up with one arm and had his hand on my hip pulling me against him.

Soft gasps and moans slipped out at the sensations rolling through my body.

"May I?" He asked tugging on my dress.

I nodded and leaned up for him to unzip my dress. I lifted my ass for him to slip the dress all the way off. I felt my entire body blush as I was laid before him in little white silk panties and a strapless bra. They were simple white silk. Nothing fancy but from the look in his eyes you would have thought I was laying naked covered in diamonds.

He looked at me for a moment with hooded eyes while unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it in the floor along with his shoes.

He laid back on me and started kissing me passionately again.

He ghosted his fingertips across the outside of my panties and I thrust my hips up to meet his hand. He sucked gently on my bottom lip and ran a finger along my pantyline before pulling it back. I felt his finger run up my slid and it made me wetter than I already was.

"So wet." He moaned as he slowly inserted his finger inside of me. This was a first for me and I loved it, my body craving more. He gently pushed in and out before adding another finger.

I laid my head back moaning his name and spread my legs a little further.

"You're so tight, Isabella." He whispered against my neck while placing wet kisses there.

He pushed his fingers in a little further and stopped.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked me with wide eyes.

I blushed deeply and nodded not wanting to meet his eyes.

"Oh my God." He said pulling his fingers out of me and sitting up. He had one hand laid over my thigh and the other he ran over his face.

"I'm sorry." I apologized sitting up pulling my legs back towards me.

"Don't apologize. I love that I will be the only man that will ever touch you, it- it just caught me off guard." He said massaging my leg.

"You didn't have to stop." I said peaking under my lashes at him.

"I'm not going to rush you into anything and I'm not popping your fucking cherry on Emmett's couch. That's not how it will be." He said gathering me in his arms.

"Where are we going?" I asked laying my head on his shoulder.

"To bed."

"I don't want to go to sleep." I told him.

"Who said anything about sleeping?" He smirked.

Mary Alice's POV

"I'm glad you decided to come home with me Ally." Carlisle said taking his eyes off the road to glance at me.

I had my arms crossed and was watching the world pass by out the window.

"I'm mad at you, don't forget that. But I do miss you." I quietly replied.

The girls had all skipped out with their men and as mad as I was at Carlisle, I couldn't stay away from him.

"I'll make it up to you love." He said before looking back at the road.

We rode the rest of the way to his place in silence.

When we walked into the penthouse there was a big blue box laying on the table in the foyer.

"Is that a gift for your bimbo?" I asked as Carlisle helped me out of my jacket.

"Are you calling yourself a bimbo?" He asked raising his eyebrows at me.

"Carlisle." I said trying to fight the small smile creeping up on my face.

"Aprirlo." (Open it.)

I walked over to the table and lifted the lid off revealing the most gorgeous set of jewelry I had ever seen. Carlisle had never gotten me anything extravagent like this. The necklace was double rows of diamonds twisted together with a matching bracelet and big teardrop earrings.

He was such an ass but he could be so sweet when he wanted to.

I couldn't help the tears that slowly trinkled down my cheeks.

He raised my face to look at him, wiping my tears away with his thumbs.

"Why are you so moody? You having your time of the month?" He laughed kissing my forehead.

I shook my head and thought about what he said. When was the last time I had my period?

I broke away from his hold and opened my purse, digging for my calender.

"What's wrong?" He asked looking concerned.

"I just have to check something." I said finally emptying my purse on the table. I picked up my calender and flipped through, looking over and over trying to take in the fact that I was late. Way late. Over two weeks late.

"Mary Alice, what the hell is it?" Carlisle asked me putting his hand on my arm.

"Carlisle, I think I'm pregnant."

I don't know why I hadn't noticed. I had been sick, tired, emotional.

I should have noticed this much sooner.

I can't believe I had been so careless.

"Incinta? Non sei sul controllo delle nascite?" (Pregnant? Are you not on birth control?)

"I was, but- but I ran out and never went back. So much was going on and I didn't think about it..." I told him as more tears began filling my eyes.

I thought he was going to let loose, get angry.

I waited for it.

But it never came.

"Signore, ho dovuto chiedere prima. Ho dovuto usare qualcosa!" (Lord, I should have asked this before. I should have used something!) He ranted quietly walking over to the bar and grabbing his bottle of scotch. He didn't get a glass, just turned the bottle up.

I stood quietly, waiting for him to say something.

"Carlisle?" I finally spoke.

"Mary Alice, come here." He said holding his arm out.

I walked slowly to him and allowed him to pull me into his chest. He kissed the top of my head before speaking.

"Potrebbe essere solo stress. Faremo in modo di esso e poi si prenderà cura di questo. Non preoccuparti di nulla. Avrei dovuto essere più in cima delle cose e non ti consente di far fronte a questo, ci occuperemo di questo." (It could just be stress. We'll make sure of it and then I will take care of this. Don't worry about anything. I should have been more on top of things and I won't let you deal with this, we will deal with this.)

"What about Roxy?" I asked him looking up into his normally bright blue eyes. They looked cloudy and gray.

"Tomorrow, we will deal with all of this tomorrow. Let's go to bed."

I nodded and followed him up the stairs. He grabbed a pair of silk pajama pants as usual and handed me the matching shirt.

I climbed into the bed beside him and he pulled me over so that my back was laying against his chest. He ran his hand over my flat belly slowly for awhile.

"Have you been sick?" He asked.

"Yes.. alot. I thought it was my nerves."

"There is a little Carlisle in there, we'll do a test tomorrow but I know. I'm a fucking doctor for crying out loud." He said quietly in my ear.

For as bad as this could possibly be his voice held a hint of excitement.

For me that meant there was hope for us to salvage our relationship.

Hope that I might get what I wanted after all.

I feel asleep with Carlisle rubbing my stomach and placing soft kisses on my ear and neck.