Chapter 28
The Interview
BELLA
I haven't spoken to him in about twelve hours. I'm not trying to be a bitch and I'm not purposely ignoring him, but I don't know what to say to him. He stayed away for the most part after his pretty lawyer tore me a new one. Now we're both in the car outside of the Chatty Joy Nightly Show studio. I can't move. I don't want to move.
"I'm sorry. I should have stepped in sooner. I just wanted you to be prepared." He says.
"I'm not mad."
"Really?"
Shaking my head, my hands go to my necklace; "I was mad. Hurt really. But I understand I guess. I'm just— I just don't want to do this, Edward. Please don't make me go out there."
"Bella breathe—"
"God, this is going to be out there forever. I've already fucked up Levi's life enough. One day, one of his friends is going to bring this up and he's going to know! I shouldn't have written it. I am a gold—"
"Stop! Fuck Bella, stop! I hate when you do this. We keep going in circles, putting ourselves through this pain and it needs to stop." He whispers before pulling me into his arms.
"This is so fucked up Edward." I mutter, "I'm toxic. Every time I try to forget or move on, it comes barreling back to the forefront of my mind. I'm trying to be a good mom for Levi. But I—"
"I've been talking to Ben." He sighs, interrupting me.
"What? Angela's Ben?"
"Yeah." He nods, "I've continued having sessions with him since the first one. He wanted to refer me to another psychologist, but you know how hard headed I can be. I think maybe we should start therapy together. One session isn't enough for fuck ups like us."
I giggle, holding onto him tighter; "Do you ever think it's just us being together that's fucked up?"
He frowns at the thought; "I was fucked up when I met you, worse off when you left and only now I'm finding my way. You make me better."
"You make me better too. I'm sorry I come with so much drama." I smile.
"I'll have the driver take you home, I'll do the interview—"
"Edward—"
"We both can't cancel on her."
I want to fight him, but I can't. He kisses my lips quickly before stepping out of the car and speaking to the driver. I watch him walk to the door and I wave as he and a few others wait at the elevator bank. A few glare into the car, no doubt waiting for me to exit but I'm a coward. I stay hidden behind the tinted glass.
"I'll have you at the house in a half of an hour, Ma'am." The driver says, but I open the door before he can restart the car.
I run to the elevator, trying my best not to lose my nerve as I step in. I can feel my hands shaking as the elevator ascends. I clasp them together to hide the tremble as the doors open.
"Three minutes people. Three minutes." A woman yells as she runs around. Another woman stands next to Edward, he's at the curtain that leads to the set and a filled audience.
"What are you doing?" A flamboyant man asks coming up to me. He looks me over quickly.
"I—"
"Make up! Make up ASAP!" He yells and within seconds, three people are surrounding me, dabbing my face with shit.
"Back the hell up!" I snap, pushing them away. They freeze and Edward turns at my voice, confused.
The man frowns, reaching up to once again place the brush on my face "Sweetheart—"
"Thank you, but I'm fine." I say as politely as possible before walking towards Edward.
I take his hand and smile.
"I thought—"
"Together." I say and he stares at me for a moment, but doesn't reply.
"You're on in three, two, one."
"I'll always have your back." He says, kissing my inner wrist.
"Welcome to Chatty Joy Nightly, I'm your host Joy Wolf and tonight I have the one and only tech-genius Billionaire, Greek God, Edward Cullen, CEO of Cullen Enterprises." The redheaded host in a black dress stands welcoming Edward.
The whistles and cat calls are similar to what how I would think a strip club would sound when the main attraction enters. Edward lets go of my hand and walks into the spotlight leading to the stage. He gives a small forced smile at the audience, waving before hugging the host and taking a seat on the red couch.
"Now if you haven't read her book, or at least heard a quote of some of the sexiness dripping of her pages, I would like to deeply apologize for your depressing life. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome New York and USA today bestselling author, Isabella Swan!" She calls out.
No one whistles and catcalls, but they at least clap and cheer as I make my onto the stage. The beautiful redhead pulls me into her skinny arms, kissing my cheeks. She lets go of me and I move to sit beside Edward who sends me a small wink.
"I can tell this is going to be a show no one will ever forget." She yells as the audience cheers. "Wow, thank you both for coming. So, this is your first interview together."
"Yes it is Joy, be gentle." Edward smirks and just like that, the whistles are back.
"From what I've gathered Edward, you don't like it gentle, right ladies."
Jesus Christ, throw the dollar bills already. I think as a few women stand, clapping like mad.
Edward smiles, shaking his head at her and I copy him. He seems to be in control.
"Well I want to get it directly from the horses mouth. Isabella did everything in the book actually happen? Even the kitchen scene… when his wife was in the house?" She pretends to be scandalized. But I can tell she's going to do whatever she can to get the dirt… it is her job after all.
This is it.
EDWARD
I can't save her. If I answer all of her questions, it will seem as I'm an even bigger demanding asshole than they already think.
"This may come as a surprise to you, but Confessions of a Billionaire's Whore is fiction. It is not a biography of Edward or myself." She says, shocking not just me, but the entire studio. She looks poised, regal even with her legs crossed and her arms resting on her lap. She doesn't seem at all nervous as she made me believe.
"So, hold on, are you saying that none of it is true?" Joy frowns, eyeing Bella. "You and Edward were not romantically involved while he was married to the model Tanya Denali?"
Bella blushes, biting her bottom lip before frowning; "Edward is very respectful of his ex-wife. I was only his personal assistant… however, that didn't stop me from imagining. But seriously ladies, can anyone you blame me?"
She says to the women in the audience who clap in agreement with her. The little minx is going to lie her way through this.
"But you two do have a son correct. A five-year-old son. Five years ago, you were married, weren't you Mr. Cullen?" Joy pushes, her eyes locked onto me. She's growing annoyed that Bella isn't saying what she wants or expected. The juicy sound bites she wanted to replayed for weeks to come.
"Tanya and I were separated when I started my relationship. I never cheated on her. I believe she was seeing someone else at that time as well." I smile, enjoying the way her nostrils flare.
"But your marriage did end because of Ms. Swan. Was it even a marriage? Or was that fiction also? Did Mr. Cullen and Ms. Denali marry for business purposes?"
"Well again, my book is fiction. It's all fiction, I didn't want the main character to come of as a total homewrecker. Plus, I the idea of a man's lover and his legal wife all in the same house intrigued me. It was a constant battle of wills and highly entertaining for me to write. Half of the time, I kept wishing my life was half as intense, but more often than not, I was glad it was just a story." She lies and I love every second of it. That smile, the way she brushes her hair behind her ear, everything screams innocence. Joy looks as if she's about ready to start flipping tables.
Keep digging sweetheart. Our personal life is just that… personal.
"I fell in love Joy." I interject. "It seemed wrong to stay in a marriage where both parties were unhappy. Tanya and I both knew it was coming long before Isabella entered our lives. I don't think I saw how miserable I really was until she came along."
"Well I'm shocked and a little disappointed. Why haven't you put an end to all the tabloid rumors? Over the past few weeks, they have been publishing some pretty nasty stuff."
Bella looks to me and then to Joy and shrugs; "My publisher told me to hold off on doing so. Any press is good press. I mean, I couldn't turn on the television without seeing my book plastered on every channel. I will admit, I was kind—well really happy that my writing was so convincing that the readers thought it was reality. But all in all, I'm kind of a boring person..."
"Not to sound like a teacher—" I interject once more.
"You can teach me anytime!" A woman in the audience cuts me off.
"Now see what you made them do." Bella laughs, hitting my shoulder as the audience once again erupts.
"Settle ladies. Settle." Joy laughs, though I can see she is annoyed by not getting the story she wants. "If anyone faints on your account Mr. Cullen, we are sending you the bill."
"Seems fair." Bella nods, winking at me. I can't believe she didn't want to do this? What the hell was she so worried about? She's a natural.
"I would like to thank you both for coming to the show. It's been enlightening, but I should have known, those damn magazines pull you in every time." Joy says as she focuses on the camera. "Stay tuned for music from our guests the Satellites Boys!"
"And we're clear!" Someone says and people come out, taking off our microphones. Joy glares at us, looking as if she's trying her hardest to get a read on us. "Thanks you again for stopping by. I'm sure you've killed the gossip."
"I'm sorry, what are you talking about?" Bella asks, tilting her head to the side, the picture of innocence.
"Well played. Thank you again." Joy says and I take Bella's hand, leading out of the wretched place.
BELLA
We get into the car and he all but attacks me. His hands slide up the sides of my dress as he kisses my neck. I notice the driver already had his headphones in place, pretending not to notice us.
"Edward—" I gasp as he bites my neck and yanks my dress down, exposing my breast to his teeth.
"You were brilliant." He whispers, taking my nipple into his mouth.
Shit.
I can't think straight. I can feel myself getting pulled into his web and when cups my ass, I am gone. Reaching for his neck, I pull his tie before ripping at his shirt. The buttons fly off, but neither of us seem to care. Kissing his exposed chest, I pull at his belt, trying desperately to undo his pants.
"Who knew lying would turn you on this much?" I whisper, reaching between his legs and grabbing a hold of him. He twitches in my hand and opens his mouth to speak, but I place my free hand over his lips and position myself over him. "I can see it in you eyes Mr. Cullen. You want to fuck me hard, don't you?"
His chest rises and falls and I can feel the heat of his exhale on my hand. I place a kiss on his nose as he grabs my waist, causing me to grip onto him tighter.
"No." I say, lessening my grip as I start to slowly stroke him. He fights to keep his eyes open, I feel him relax slightly, moving against my hand. "Rip off my underwear, Mr. Cullen."
He grabs my pussy and I jump. He takes his time, rubbing his fingers over me.
"Now… Cullen." I moan. He pulls and the lace pinches against my skin.
Taking him, I position myself, rubbing my wetness over him. I slowly lower my body until his tip is in, before pulling back.
"Gah shit—" Edward snaps and I smile at his almost incoherent speech.
"Patience love." I say, kissing his nose. He glares at me and again I slowly lower myself onto him. Before I can fully encompass him, he grips onto my waist and pulls me completely onto him.
"Fuck!" I gasp, arching backwards.
"You control me every way, but not this, never this." He says, pulling me into his arms. "I want to hear you scream, baby."
Taking my lips with his. He kisses me harshly, his tongue fighting my own.
He lifts me off of him, then suddenly thrusts sharply into me.
"Fuck." He does it once more, deeply. So deep I feel him in my cervix.
"Edward."
He kisses my neck, grabbing a hold of my breast with his hand.
"You taste sinful." He mutters. "I'm never going to get enough of you."
"Ed…wa…rd…" His arms snake around me, as he slides down and thrusts into me.
In a swift movement, he throws me horizontally onto the car seat and lifts my leg before pounding into me.
"Yes… Oh… fuck yes… Edward!" I grip on to his hair as he looks down at me. His sweat dripping on me.
"Come with me, baby." He grunts.
"Edward I—fuck—fuck—EDWARD!"
"Bella." He gasps, freezing as he releases into me. Spent, he collapses on me. "We still got it."
I laugh, running my hands through his hair. "You thought differently?"
"No, but I like making sure. If I had it my way, you would walk around naked all day and I would take you every moment I could." He kisses my chest.
It makes me shiver.
"Maybe when Levi has a play date with Chris we can. But only if you are in the buff as well."
"Of course." He says as if it's obvious before reaching to answer his phone as it rings.
He sits up, but I stay relaxed and happily fucked on the seat before placing my feet in his lap and enjoying his touch.
"Cullen." He says into the phone. He nods after a few moments, "That's fine, thank you Roger we should be home soon."
"Is Levi okay?" I sit up onto my elbows, looking at him in askance.
He nods again, hanging up; "Levi's new puppy was just dropped off, Roger hid him in our room."
"How much training does he need?" I frown, not sure if I'm ready for the surprise waiting in our bedroom.
Edward once again rests on my body; "He has a little training, but I want Levi to do the rest. It'll be good for them both."
"What type of dog is it?"
"It's a surprise." He snickers, kissing my lips.
I wrap my legs around him; "I'll trade you."
His eyebrows raise; "Sex for information."
"Mind blowing sex for just a breed name." I run my tongue over his lips.
"It's a white German Shepherd."
Okay this story is coming to an end just a few more chapters to go :(
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Summary: " Detective Edward Cullen is asked to go undercover in the Rich and luxurious city of Greenwich, CT to bring down the mob boss know as the "Prime Minister" his only back up is FBI Agent Isabella Swan...his new undercover wife. "
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