EPOV

They didn't come. I was more than prepared to give them hell yet none of them showed up. Bella was anxious. It was like she couldn't fucking sit still until every single Volturi died. She was over thinking it, always restless at night. Barely had any sleep.

This was one of those nights. The night when she had it the worst. But fuck, this shit had been going on for a fucking month.

I groaned and gave up. "Bella."

She was wide awake. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling above for a long minute before glancing at me.

"What do you think they're planning?"

I swore we had this conversation for a million times already. And I only closed my eyes for fifteen minutes for God's sake. Got home late because this kind of business was time-consuming.

"What are you so scared of?" I asked, couldn't hide the annoyance in my voice.

She turned to her side, facing me. Eyes narrowed. "I'm not scared."

"You are." I insisted.

"No, I'm not. I just…wonder."

I sighed. "There are sleeping pills in the drawer."

"I'm not taking those." She glared.

"Then do me a favor. Close your eyes and sleep." I draped my arm over my head. Damn it, I had to wake up early tomorrow. Only my father arranged a meeting at seven in the morning. My now very sober father. It was a curse and blessing that he was back on his game.

"I feel like they become more careful—"

"Sleep, Bella."

"They will—"

"Jesus." I hissed, rubbing my face in frustration.

"You don't take them seriously, Edward." I swore I also heard that line before. "Volturi isn't as weak as you think. They—"

My mouth crashing hers because I would definitely explode if she didn't shut up.

Her pupils dilated with surprise. I just crossed an invisible line that we placed between us. This kiss was the first in a long time. If it was a kiss at all.

"I said sleep."

She protested against my lips like I knew she would. I deepened the kiss instead. Because I couldn't fucking help it. And God, it brought back so many memories. Coming like a wave. The best ones and the fuck-ups. The mixed feelings. We were so good yet bad together. Heaven and hell.

Her lips tasted the same, but the feelings surrounding us were totally different. Foreign. We fell even deeper when I promised us a fresh start. Her lies I forgot. My mistakes she forgave. It was then I realized we completed each other. In every way.

My hand snaking around her waist, beneath the shirt she was wearing. Fingers trailing the line of her panties. Her palms against my chest. Soft lips, wild kiss. I yanked her closer. Clothes off. We were just skin. Her gasps when I pushed. So fucking tight around me. I pushed hard and pulled slow. Until she couldn't fucking take it anymore. Her two fingers in my mouth. Her moans against my ear. We didn't hold back. Noisy against the quiet night. And every time she came, I made sure the world know.

"That was…" She trailed off, coming down from the high. Sweat and short breaths, lying on her back. I bit her right tit until it turned red before pulling out of her completely.

"What?" I sat straight, grinning. She scoffed. But slowly, her lids closed. One thing never changed.

I rubbed her nipple between my fingers to keep her awake. She hissed and slapped my hand away. "Stop."

"Don't sleep."

"Why?"

"Baby."

"What?"

"Be mine."

"I'm already yours." She replied almost automatically, without thinking.

I chuckled. "Really?"

"Yes."

My girl was oblivious.

It was when I slipped a diamond on her finger, she really woke up. She looked at it and back at me. Eyes widened.

I kissed her knuckles and smirked. "Be mine forever."


Bella was nervous. It was almost amusing to see if the situation was different. She kept glancing at me, hesitant and unsure.

In front of us, Hailey looked like she was ready to wring her neck waiting our guard to slip off. While Jamie couldn't stop glaring at the diamond on her finger. It seemed like they didn't take this too well, but again, who was seeking their approval?

"Please tell me it's not what I think it is." Hails hissed.

I raised my eyebrow.

"You can't do this to us." She shook her head, trying to knock some sense to me. "You can't do this to our family. She can't be trusted."

Her words were going to deaf ears.

Jamie folded his hands on the table. He knew I wouldn't change my mind.

"When?"

I smirked at his unexpected question.

"Next week."

"What?!" Hails stood from her chair. I rolled my eyes. Always so dramatic.

"The timing sucks, Edward." Jamie said, trying to keep neutral face.

I shrugged. "That's all we got."

"Why are you rushing it? Wait, is she pregnant?" Hail's eyes accusing.

"God, no." Bella cut it before it got too far.

"No, she is not."

"Well, I object the marriage." She declared. Like it mattered.

I looked at her funny. As if she was just talking another language.

Jamie also didn't seem pleased but he was smarter. He knew he couldn't do much about it.

"Well, I think that's all." I said, dismissing them. It was my house after all.

Jamie reluctantly got up from his seat, dragging Hailey with him when she didn't move. She looked like she wanted to protest, but he silenced her with a look.

"They don't take it well." Bella said after they were out of sight.

I chuckled. "Does it matter?"


Father was calm when I told him I was gonna hold a wedding on my backyard. Seemed like the news had spread. I bet Carlisle and Esme already knew too. Hell, maybe the entire family. My father also didn't say anything insulting. Which was kinda surprising. I had expected, you know, some wise advice from him. But nothing. He barely talked at all.

It was kinda frustrating. And I hated that I couldn't read him.

"Say something." I said finally after we were sitting for five minutes straight in silence.

He looked up from his paperwork as if he just realized I was in the same room.

"Congratulations." His tone was flat and lack of enthusiasm.

Of course. Him, too.

"Well, thank you." I replied sarcastically.

He was back to his work as I stood up.

When I reached the door, I heard him say. "If your mother was here, she would definitely kill you."

I smiled, thinking about her. "Nah, Dad. She would probably give me her blessings."