Capitolo Sei

A/N: Surprise! Early update. I got back to town today and decided that instead of making you wait forever to get an update to do one today. Thank you so much to everyone that reads an reviews. You guys got me to 400 reviews so yay! This is Edward POV. Thanks to my crew for all their help. Off we go!

"In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take."

EPOV

When Bella came to my room, I wasn't surprised. Call me arrogant, which let's be honest, I've been called worse, but Bella was pretty bold, and our flirting back and forth had made it obvious we both found each other attractive. Which was fine because a sexual relationship was all I looked for these days; being burned by two women will do that to you.

What I was not prepared for was for her to go from zero to sixty the second she crossed the threshold into my room. Usually it was necessary to touch a girl, get her excited, put in a lot of fucking work until the really fun part started, but Bella pulled her shirt and bra off and straddled my lap the moment the door slammed shut. She cupped my cheek and pressed her lips to mine again. I was having a hard time trying to catch up to what was going on, though my body was fully onboard with whatever it was. She pulled away from my lips and smiled at me, leaving me stunned.

"Take your pants off, Edward."

I mentally shook myself out of the stupor I was in and told myself to stop being a pussy. I grabbed her hips and flipped us, causing her to squeal and laugh, and I stood to rid myself of my pants and boxers. Once I was fully disrobed, I yanked on the leg of her sleep pants to pull them off along with her underwear. Placing my knees on the bed, she surprised me by wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me close to her, our lower halves flush. I had never been with a woman who was as physically aggressive as she was being. It was turning me on even more.

"Shit, I gotta go get a condom." The heat of her against me was making my mind scramble again.

"I'm clean and on the shot, just—" She sighed.

"I'm clean too. I've never slept with a woman without a condom," I agreed. I don't know why I was risking it. I didn't know her really well, and she could be like all the other women who tried to trap me, wanting the money and power my family would afford them, but something told me that she wasn't like that. She didn't care about riches or social status. She just wanted to be safe and live her life freely. I knew it from the few conversations I had with her. I really hoped that I didn't end up regretting this. I kissed her, trying to regain the upper hand because this whole experience was new for me. I ran my hand through her folds, finding her already wet for me. It seemed to me she was in a hurry to get this started. "Get on your hands and knees."

She turned over and pulled her knees underneath her, settling herself face down and ass up. I ran my hand over the globe of her ass and gripped the skin in my fist. "You're so beautiful." I kneeled on the bed behind her and leaned down to lick her from her clit to her ass.

She almost fell over, not expecting that, so I did it again. She moaned and whimpered. "Jesus, Edward."

I made sure to get her really worked up, licking her clit and fingering her entrance. She kept trying to lift up and peer over her shoulder, but I just shoved her upper body back to the mattress. "Don't make me tie you up, bellissima."

"How do you know I wouldn't like that?" she teased.

"You just might." I straightened up and lined myself up with her entrance and then thrust inside her, filling her to the hilt. Her gasp and long moan filled the room, so I started thrusting in earnest. She was fucking tight, but I knew she wasn't a virgin. "Fuck, you feel so good, Bella."

"Don't stop. You can go harder."

I chuckled. "You really shouldn't have said that." I was holding back with her, but now her challenge hung in the air. I speed up my thrusts, while also plunging as deep as I could.

When she started moaning indecipherable syllables, I knew that I could tip her over the cliff right now, or I could slow down and draw this out. I decided on the latter and she groaned. "Edward, please, I'm so close." She reached down and started rubbing her clit. I smacked her hand away and sped back up. She would just have to deal with more than one orgasm.

She screamed out in ecstasy and convulsed, her legs shaking, trying to keep her from collapsing as her climax rolled over her body. I kept going, enjoying the sounds falling from her lips, extending her orgasm—drawing it out.

I was close to coming, but I wanted to see if I could keep her coming until I did. I started rubbing her clit, and she was panting like she was about to pass out. She was gripping the comforter, looking for something to find purchase on, while I just kept trying to get her to climax again. She screamed again and I followed her, filling her with my hot cum.

I lay on top of her for a moment and then collapsed next to her. She let her hips fall, still resting on her stomach. She reached over to me, and I grabbed her hand, holding our hands against my chest. She kissed me and said she needed to clean up. Luckily, I had a bathroom attached to my room. I pulled the covers back and lay against the pillows. There was no way she was going back to her room tonight. I had enjoyed that a lot, and if she stayed, there was a greater chance of having a repeat sometime later in the night.

When she came out of the bathroom, she looked at me, then glanced at the bedroom door. I shook my head and chuckled. "Don't even think about it, ragazza. Get over here." I patted the empty side of the bed.

She smiled and crawled into the bed, nestling in and staying on her side with far too much distance between us. I sighed and pulled her to me so that she was resting against my chest. There was just something about her that had me breaking all the rules. Cuddling had never been part of the agenda with past hookups. I placed a kiss on her forehead, whispering against her skin, "Buona notte. Dormi bene."

"Goodnight, Mr. Charming," she replied, and I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

~NDMN~

I was woken from a dead fucking sleep by pounding on my door. Bella moaned at my side then groaned. "What the hell time is it?" she asked grumpily.

Well, there was one more thing I knew about her: not a morning person. I chuckled as her head adorably poked out of the cocoon of blankets she was wrapped in. "It's eight AM," I whispered to her. "Be there in a minute!" I yelled at the door.

"I haven't gotten up this early since I was in high school," she mumbled, covering her head again.

I got up off the bed and scooped up my sleep pants from the floor, pulling them on. I grabbed a shirt from my dresser and put it on as well. "That was only two years ago," I teased. I heard her giggle from under the pile of blankets. I pulled the door open, and my smile fell when I saw my dad standing there, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl in place. Everything about his stance screamed that he was annoyed; I just had no clue what had made him that way this time. I stepped into the hall and closed my door most of the way.

"I already know Bella is in your room, so it's pointless to try to hide her. Cameras, remember. It's fine—I've never begrudged your little dalliances. I need to speak to you now," he informed me with that authoritarian voice I hated.

"About?" My eyebrows raised and my sarcasm made an appearance.

He immediately got pissed. He stepped forward, closing the distance between us, and got in my personal space, our faces inches from each other. "Edward, I have told you before that you aren't in charge yet. Fall in line or I will find someone else." He punctuated his point by jabbing me in the chest with his finger.

I hated when he got like this, but I could tell he was clearly stressed about something, so I decided not to push it. "Yes, sir. I will finish getting dressed properly and meet you in your study."

He nodded and walked away. I sighed and went back into the room. "Bella I gotta go, my dad wants to talk to me."

She sat up, bringing the covers with her, making sure to keep her naked chest covered. I groaned internally because I really just wanted to lay her back down and lose myself in her. It had been awhile since a woman had gotten under my skin like Bella was now.

She tucked the sheet under her arms. "Do I need to go back to my room?" she asked.

It was weird because since I mentioned my dad, she looked nervous, biting her lip and wringing her hands in her lap, and she wouldn't meet my eyes. I had never seen her look nervous, even when she was meeting my entire family.

I walked over to her and lifted her chin with my fingers. "What's up?"

"Nothing."

"I call bullshit. Tell me what's going on. You're acting like you're nervous?"

"Okay, and so what if I am?" she asked, annoyed. From what I had seen so far of Bella, she put up a strong front. I had only seen her cry once about her parents, but knowing what I did about her, that probably meant that she hid the release of her emotions until she was behind closed doors.

"Then there's got to be a reason. Why won't you tell me?"

"Okay, just promise you won't overreact."

"That's really not making it better," I said, and she just looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Fine. I promise. Do you need me to pinky promise?"

"Ass."

"I've been called worse. Out with it." I made a gesture like I was beckoning her forward.

She let out a sigh. "Your dad hit on me."

My eyebrows shot almost to my hairline. She was smart to get me to promise to not overreact because I was pissed. "He did what?" I tried my best to keep my tone level.

"He hit on me, and I'm not going into more detail right now because you look pissed."

I nodded, clenching my jaw. I was furious but I was trying not to blow up at her. I took a deep breath before I spoke again. "He's waiting for me. You can stay here, or you can go to your room," I told her, my voice flat, emotionless.

She nodded and quickly gathered her clothes from the floor and quickly got redressed while I changed out of my pajamas into actual clothing. When she was finished, I headed to my dad's study, and she went to her room. I was completely in my own head as she was getting ready. It was no secret that my dad had things going on outside of his marriage to my mom, and my mom knew what happened with Renee, Bella's mom. The fact that he was hitting on Bella would have been creepy enough, but since my dad loved his cameras and security, then he knew that Bella and I had kissed more than once. It was just too creepy to think about that, so I shoved the thought out of my head. I put my game face on and knocked on the door of my dad's office.

My dad answered and then gestured me inside with his head. We both sat down, and I just sat there waiting for him to say what he needed to. He sighed and straightened his tie, clearing his throat. "Edward, you are thirty-two years old. You need to have a wife and children. This is something that has been expected from you for a long time, but you date these women who aren't right for you." His voice was even and calm.

"I'm not dating anyone right now," I countered. I was being a smartass, but I kept the sarcasm out of my tone.

He sneered and chuckled. "No, but you sure are getting cozy with Bella. I made her a proposition last night."

I glared at him with narrowed eyes. Yeah, he knew about Bella and me but still hit on her. "She told me all about your proposition. Did you really hit on her, Dad?"

"I told her that I could make sure she was taken care of for a long time, Edward. I was testing her and she passed. She flat out rejected me," he said nonchalantly, waving his hand in the air dismissively.

My dad was a very egotistical man, and he wasn't used to being told no, so he was trying to act like he was happy she turned him down, though I could tell he really wasn't at all. I inwardly wanted to laugh because Renee had rejected him too all those years ago. At least that was what I had gathered since my dad liked to complain about it enough. Like mother, like daughter. "I don't know why you're telling me this," I said, smoothing down my pant leg and picking a piece of lint off.

"I think that Bella is the perfect person to make your wife. You can provide the protection she needs. There are some still unknown people after her. Probably whoever murdered her poor parents. She is young and will be able to give you a child and be the respectable wife you need. She has agreed to think about it," he said eagerly.

My head snapped up to look at him. "You told her all this?"

He nodded. "Of course I did."

I fisted my hair in my hand. This wasn't good. "I can't believe this, Dad! Her parents were killed a short while ago, and we have known each other for days. What the hell?"

"We don't have time to do this the traditional way," he said, his anger written all over his face. He took a deep breath and then sighed. "I'm getting older, Edward, and so are you. You know that you have to have an heir before you can take over for me when I retire."

"Okay, this needs to be done delicately, Dad. She may tell me to shove it up my ass, but I think that I need to talk to her."

"No, I need to talk to her alone," my dad countered.

"Deal breaker. This is no longer between you and her. This is between me and her. You did this same thing to Rose, and now she will barely talk to you. Seeing as how we work together every day, I don't see that outcome being good for business. She and I need to make this decision together. I won't force her into anything."

My dad was thinking about what I just said, turning it over in his head; I knew how he operated. He was trying to think through all the different outcomes of the choices he had. He knew I had him, because Rose was very upset with him when he arranged for her marriage to Royce. He knew I wasn't happy about that move and that I would do more than freeze him out if he put me in the same situation. He sighed and nodded reluctantly.

"Now tell me about these people that are after her."

My dad gave me a brief rundown of what happened on her trip to New York and what he found out from his police contacts. I took the information and still planned on talking to her later because it was time for me to head to work.

Before I could leave, my dad grabbed my arm and handed me a black jewelry box. "It's your Nonnie's, and she wanted you to have it to give to your bride when the time came."

I took it from him without a word and tucked it into my pocket, hoping that this wasn't a mistake.

Translation:

Bellissima- Gorgeous

Ragazza- Baby

Buona notte. Dormi bene- Good night. Sleep well.

A/N: So, Edward is all in. What are your thoughts? Leave a review and let me know what you think and I will see you here next week. Later lovelies!