Edward.

I was well aware that introducing Bella to my father could go south very fast, given the state that Bella was in right now.

Although they had met previously for a brief moment. But that was well over a year ago when things were slightly better, Bella was slightly better.

The plane came to a land on my father's compound. We were about one hour outside of the city of Cali, virtually in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by steel and concrete walls, but you would not guess that from where we were now.

"Where's the airport? Why are we getting out onto the tarmac?" Bella asked.

"There is no airport," I said, taking her hand and pulling her along with me. "This is my family's property."

"You have got to be kidding me," she mumbled.

I spotted my father waiting for us a few feet away surrounded by his men. He never went anywhere without them, not even to the bathroom. But I guess that's a small price to pay given the life he has chosen to live.

"Mi hijo," he said, pulling me into a hug and kissing my cheek. "Bien que te va."

"It's good to see you, padre," I said. "You remember Isabella, my fiancee."

"Ah yes. I am sorry to hear about your father."

"Isn't that nice," Bella said, not losing that attitude. She had no idea who she was dealing with. My father wasn't a man you wanted to offend and there would be nothing I could do to stop him his he chose to take action against her.

"It's been a long flight, pardre, and Bella isn't feeling all that well," I said. My father eyed her as if not believing me, but he didn't say anymore.

My fiancee on the other hand was about to open her mouth and dig her own grave, until I squeezed the life out of her hand hoping it would shut her up.

"Why don't we head to the house, we can all talk there. I see my nephew has a guest as well," my father, motioning to Alice.

Bella and I took a separate car from my father. The last thing I needed right now was to have Bella in a small, closed space with my father.

The drive from the airstrip to the house was about ten minutes in total. Bella didn't say a word the entire ride. She merely sat beside me staring out the window.

"All of this is your father's land?" She finally asked.

"Yes."

"How big is it?"

"Very. Enough to keep even you safely enclosed," I said, leaning over and placing a kiss on the top of her head. I knew her well enough by now. I knew what she was thinking. I knew she was looking for a way out of here. But she didn't understand that what I was doing, I was doing for her. Bringing her here was for her safety. But there were things she didn't need to know about, things that were better she didn't know about.

"Do me a favor and don't anger my father," I said, as the car pulled up around the back of the house by one of the pool areas. "He is not someone you want to anger."

She rolled her eyes as if what I had told her was a big joke. She opened her door and climbed out. She started walking away and before I could catch up to her and grab her, she did the one thing I nor anyone else expected her to do. She walked up behind my father and pushed him into the pool and then turned around and blew me a kiss.