-The Twilight Mafia-

Chapter Eight

*Bella Swan*

"Long time no see, huh, baby?"

I had turned when I felt Edward curl into me on the couch, and wasn't surprised to see a woman sitting beside him. This woman looked to be in her early twenties, and had a martini glass in her hands. She had curly dark brown hair framing a narrowed, thin face. Her eyes were almond shaped and dark brown, almost black. Her nose was long and straight, while her thin lips were pulled into a sultry smirk. She wore a clingy dark red vinyl dress, dark tights, and black high heels. She vaguely reminded me of Rosalie, what with the similar stature and height, as well as somewhat the style.

"Chelsea - the slut returns." Edward grumbled to her, with him pulling me closer into his side. "Aww, Eddie, come on. Show me some love. It's been years since we've seen each other." she purred, pouting. "Shouldn't you be draped over your fiancé, Demetrius somewhere?" Edward growled, and she rolled her eyes.

"That scumbag? He's been cheating on me with blond whores for the past month. I dumped his ass." she told him, smirking. "And you'll probably be back to sucking his dick within the week." he remarked and she scowled. "Please; that's the last time I would go back to him. No, what I need is a real man." she purred and leaned into him, drawing circles on his arm. He bolted up with me, glaring down at her.

"Like I'd ever let you try, you bitch. Besides, I'm taken already." he growled, where I hid behind him with my arms wrapped around his waist tightly once she narrowed her dark eyes at me. "You mean this little slut here?" she asked, and sneered when I looked away. "Fucking shut that mouth of yours, you skank! My girl is not a slut here - if you ever utter another foul word to her like that, I'll make sure you won't live to see Demetrius again. And not even your fucking family would be able to save you." Edward snarled at her, but she cackled.

"Oooh, your big scary man tactics are just cute, Eddie." she snickered and he scowled. She stood then and began walking over to him slowly, her eyes hooded. "Don't. Even. Fucking. Try." he growled, and I pulled him back with me. She looked between the two of us with amused eyes, and backed off, chuckling. "Possessive - fine. I'll leave you to this unsatisfying midget. But, you might not be able to find me if you ever want to actually get some satisfaction." she said, and looked over at me.

"Have fun trying to keep this man under your lock and key - and once he's out of your hands, just know I'll be there to step in."

Then, she turned and strutted off.

Edward was snarling out profanities this way and that, pacing in front of me after I sat back down on the couch. He plopped down beside me, running both hands through his messy bronze hair roughly. "God, I knew coming out tonight was not a good idea." he muttered to himself. "Edward, calm down. You're going to stress yourself out so much you'll have a heart attack." I murmured to him, and he shook his head. I rested a hand on his shoulder, and he looked over at me. "I'm fine, Edward. That bitch didn't harm me or scare me. Everything is fine."

"No, everything is not fine." he grumbled, and sighed heavily while I stared at him confused.

Instead of going any further on the subject, he lifted his head and looked over at me. "I think it's time we go." "But, we only got here." I mumbled and he shook his head. "Please, we've been here long enough. I'm sure that you girls are tired from shopping all day and would like to rest back home." he argued, and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I'll get the guards to gather everyone up." he said and pulled out his cell phone. I sat there beside him, while he talked to a guard, telling them to gather my sisters and his friends up in the place.

He then stood and pulled me up with him. With his arm wrapped around my waist, he began leading me through the crowd of people who were shoving their way into the club. I stuck close to his side while he pushed his way through, ignoring the yells of protest. Once we reach the door, I saw Jasper and Alice coming up from the dance floor with one of the guards who followed us here behind him. Rosalie and Emmett came up a second later, a guard behind them as well.

Edward led us outside and we began our trek back to the parking garage.

"Why did we have to leave so early? I wanted to dance." Alice whined quietly to Jasper, who shushed her. "Someone greeted me and it was unsafe to keep you ladies in there any longer." Edward shortly stated, and Rosalie huffed. "So someone pissed you off to the point where you thought you had to drag us out of the club?" she summarized, and I sighed. "Girls, just leave it alone." I told them, and they sighed too but otherwise stopped asking questions.

"Thanks." Edward murmured to me softly, and I rolled my eyes. "No problem." I muttered, and he chuckled minutely.

Our trek back to the parking garage took almost an hour since we had strayed so far from it. When we entered, we went off to the limo and got in, where the driver - who was in there - greeted us after lowering the visor window. "Take us home." Edward softly ordered, and the driver nodded before he put it in reverse and back out of the parking garage.

"Man, am I glad today is basically over." Emmett heaved out once we left downtown Chicago behind us and were beginning our half drive back home. "Thanks again for taking us out shopping." I murmured gratefully to Edward, who smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah, thanks again. I'm so happy with all of the clothes we got." Alice chirped in, smiling giddily.

"I'll have some of my maids wash your clothes tonight." Edward inputted, and I frowned. "Don't you think that's a little too many clothes for them?" I questioned and he waved his hand. "The maids don't mind at all. And, we have plenty of washers for the clothes." he informed me, and I smirked. "Good thing then."

We chatted amongst ourselves in the car, where I was trying to probe Edward about the woman, Chelsea.

"Who was she?" I asked him quietly, tuning out the conversation the four others were having. "One of my many enemies." he murmured shortly, and I felt my eyes widen. "Really? She only seems like she would be annoying and irritating - not a threat." "Trust me. That bitch is a home wrecker. She's a threat. Plus, it's not only her that's just the enemy." he muttered.

"Her family?" "Correct. They are just as powerful as I am, and can basically do what they want." he mumbled. "But let me guess - you're only going to leave it at that?" I asked him, and he smirked. "You catch on pretty fast, Babydoll." he remarked and I groaned a little. "Why is it that you can't tell me more?" "I told you earlier; you and your sisters have to wait to find out more after you three find out what we really do in our lives. It's best that way." he murmured and I scowled.

"You know you're really irritating right?" I growled and he smirked. "And you're just as much so with your pestering about my life." he replied back in a snarky tone, and I scowled, with him narrowing his darkening jade green eyes right back at me.

"You want another punishment, Bella?"

I shuttered and looked away, glaring at the upholstery of the car. "You always play that card." I grumbled and he hummed victoriously. "Because, I still have to keep my rules up you know. I want you to get this through your head - until you actually stop rebelling against them, they'll be there to keep you in check." "What the fuck? So you're going to treat me like some fucking five year old until I actually start listening to you? I'm an adult, you know." I hissed and he chuckled.

"That may be so, but you certainly act younger." he argued and I grumbled words out incoherently. "Is my rules too hard for you to follow? Your sisters seemed to be doing fine and aren't fighting with their guys every minute." Edward noted and I huffed. "I don't know why, but I'm not about to ask. They're their own person and do what they want." he then sighed and shook his head.

We left the argument there, and soon, we reached his mansion.

Once we entered the house, I heard a loud gonging noise far off in the home, and Edward looked down at his phone. "Ten o'clock." he stated out loud. "I'm beat." Alice muttered, yawning loudly. Rosalie and I followed suit, and the boys chuckled. "Better get in bed then, girls. Need a lot of rest since you three will be coming with us tomorrow to our workplace." Emmett teased us then.

"Oh, right." I muttered, remembering about one of Edward's conditions this morning.

I hugged and kissed my sisters goodnight before Edward led me up the stairs, one of my bags that had new little sleepwear I got today in my hands. We entered the bedroom, where Edward went to the closet while I went to the bathroom. I changed into my knee length nightgown that was silky and soft. After exiting, I went to the bed, hunkering down into the sheets as I turned on the TV.

Edward reappeared then, and went over to the bookcases, pulling one out before going to the bed. "Not going to sleep yet?" he asked me and I shook my head, watching the late night comedy show that was on now. He climbed into his side, the pillow still separating us, in its original spot. He opened his book and began reading from it. Upon looking over, I noticed the title - Wuthering Heights. I smirked to myself; he likes classic books. Interesting.

We stayed like so for an hour, with me watching TV and him just reading. Finally, when it was eleven, I shut off the TV and shifted to lie on my back. "You going to sleep?" Edward asked me and I hummed my response. He reached over for something on his side, and I soon saw the lights s switch off. I heard him close his book and then heard him hunker down on his side. "Goodnight, Bella." "Goodnight, Edward."

And soon, I was out like a light.

The noise of a door being closed awoke me then. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around in the room. It was very dark, with no light coming through. I shifted around and was sitting up with the help of my arms, waiting for my eyes to slowly adjust to the darkness. I looked over at Edward's side, wondering if he was there. He wasn't.

I looked to the bathroom door, and saw no light coming from the crack. Curiosity got the best of me to see where he went off to, so I stood from the bed and hurried to the double doors, opening them and entering the empty hallway. I looked around, and still saw no sign of him.

I went downstairs to the second level, and saw a door of two that led to an office was opened slightly. I slithered inside, and went to the large window that looked out front, seeing a lone black Mercedes drive down the driveway and exit the security gates. I pulled back and shook my head, wondering to myself if Edward was in that car. If he was, then why the hell is he leaving the house at this god awful hour? I looked to see a clock hanging on the wall by some shelves, and it read twelve-thirty two in the morning.

My brain soon began churning with questions. Where was he going? Why so late? Doesn't he want to rest for tomorrow for work? Why was the door to this office opened? As far as I could remember, these two doors always remained closed. And if he was in here, what was he getting before he left?

I knew I had to find out - or at least find a clue or something that would lead to some answers - whether it be about him leaving, or anything that might help me learn more about this mysterious hunk who kidnapped me and my sisters.

I went to the desk that was near the window that looked out to the front, noticing several pictures on top of it. The first one I picked up that was the closest to a sleek looking computer, was a picture of two older people - a male and a female. The man looked almost like an exact replica of Edward - except his hair was a dark brown instead of copper. But his face had the same structure - same nose, same high cheek bones, same ear size, even down to the same crooked smirk that secretly made my heart race wildly. The man's hair was slicked back into a neat comb, and his grey eyes were shining brightly while he looked at the camera. He was dressed in a dark pinstriped suit.

The female was smaller next to him, and curvy. She had a round, small face, but with big brilliant emerald eyes that I knew someone had. She had a small button nose and tiny, pretty pink lips pulled back into a smile, with her bronze hair wild and curly, framing her face with some of it falling off of one shoulder. She was dressed in a nice looking, dark red dress, and a beautiful pearl necklace was around her neck. The two were holding one another, embraced one another with love.

Could these be his parents?

The next picture I went to had the same couple, only they held two little toddlers in their arms - a baby boy and a baby girl. The boy had the same features of the Edward I knew - large adorable ears, big green eyes, a crooked little smile, and freckles across his face. As for the girl, she almost looked like Edward too, but more like her mother. Tiny nose, big grey eyes, small ears, dark brown hair curly and pulled into pigtails. All four of them wore expressions of happiness while they looked at the camera.

The third photo was a picture of Edward who looked to be about a young teen, where I could tell some signs of puberty were starting to hit him. And in his arms was a small girl starting to mature, her long, full dark brown hair framing her tiny face, where it hung down naturally and was full of natural volume. She held a big white toothy grin, her eyes half closed with mirth and laughter, her face a slight pink from laughing no doubt. Both were sitting on grass with the sun setting behind them, with the girl resting her head on Edward's shoulder and him cuddling her close to him, in a loving and protective manner.

I had to ask myself this question: could this be his sister when they were older? Or is it an entirely different girl?

The fourth and last photo on his desk was a photo of the three men, who all looked to be about seventeen or so. Edward was in between Jasper and Emmett, where even then Emmett looked like he had big muscles. Emmett was smiling goofily, his meaty arm around Edward's shoulders while his other hand was throwing a peace sign. Jasper, on Edward's right, had his left arm around Edward's shoulder, smirking while he was waving to the camera. And with Edward in the middle, he had his arms around both guys' shoulders, his hand slightly up in the air. He held a very slight smile on his young face, but his eyes weren't showing any mirth or happiness. They held a certain sadness.

I was amazed to see these photos, as if showing Edward's life through the years. But, I still wondered about who the couple and the girl - who seemed to be his sister - were. I wonder if they are still around. Does he still keep in contact with them, or not considering his dangerous business that he has still yet to tell me.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something shiny and clear. I turned my head to see something crystal was sitting on a shelf next to some bookcases. I wanted over to see that it was a figurine, of two people dancing, and with children off to the side, playing with a dog. with a little music contraption of sorts attached to it. Now why would Edward have this? I picked it up carefully and wound up the music box all the way, before setting it down.

A tiny, sad little tune began playing from the music box. It held some happy notes here and there, yet overall, it sounded sorrowful. I listened to the melody, puzzled as to why Edward had this figurine in his office. Was this something special to him? It had to be, otherwise it probably wouldn't be in here; he doesn't seem like the figurine type of guy.

As the music was coming to an end, I went back to his desk, still confused about all of the evidence that I found now. Four photos - three of them with three strangers, who seem to be his family. And a crystal figurine, with a music box that played a child-like tune to go with it. Can any of it be connected? Or am I just over thinking everything? While thinking about this, there was a drawer that was slightly ajar from his desk. I slid it open and found files, with names and pictures on it. I took the top one, which held a picture of a familiar man - blond hair and crazy blue eyes. It was the same man who nearly raped me.

I took a peek inside and saw several papers, where it all looked like a resume. I shook my head and tossed it back inside, sliding the drawer back into its original place before deciding it was time for me to go back to bed. None of the things I found in his office helped me find out where he was going, or who he really was. Although, I knew that he cared about people who seemed to be his family, for he had pictures of them. But, how can I possibly know that those photos were of his family?

The only way to find out was to ask - but he was shutting me out every time I tried to learn more.

This was going to prove difficulty in trying to figure out who Edward was.

I reached the bedroom and went back into the bed, letting the sleep push out all questions and ideas from my mind.

The next time I woke up, I felt heat from the morning sun hit my skin. I woke slowly, and looked over Edward's side, sighing to see that he was there, asleep on his back. He still looked delicious without a shirt covering his perfectly, muscled, alabaster and ripp - I mean, his chest. I shook my head, scowling at the wall for I was angry again at myself for letting my mind wander to him, and the sexy aspects of him.

I stood from the bed and went in the closet, surprised to see one of the many business outfits Edward had picked out for me yesterday was on the little cushioned seat in here. It was a light blue blouse with a high waist tight fitting black pencil skirt that stopped about mid thigh, with dark tights and black high heels. Next to the blouse was a dark blue headband.

I took it all with me into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. I got dressed and brushed my hair; using the brush, I managed to get in some waviness and shine, before I placed the headband in over my hair, but not pulling back my bangs with it. I brushed my teeth before I left the bathroom, entering the bedroom to see Edward awake.

He didn't notice me when I reentered the room so I left to go downstairs, to see if I could help Carmen with breakfast. Upon entering the kitchen, I saw Emmett and Jasper in there, talking while sipping some of the coffee that was already brewed, while Carmen was working on some toast and eggs. "Do you need any help, Carmen?" I asked out loud once I entered, and all three turned towards me. Jasper and Emmett looked at me for a few seconds, before they began whispering to one another. I looked at them suspiciously, but looked back at Carmen who shook her head and smiled.

"I can handle everything here, Bella. No need for you to worry about it before you and your sisters are off with the men to work." she cooed, and I nodded my head, a little sad that I couldn't help this morning.

Just then, Edward walked in, all dressed up in a suit. Jasper and Emmett stopped whispering to one another when Edward cleared his throat, and directed a hard gaze towards me. "Isabella - may I please speak to you in the living room?" he curtly asked. I gulped to myself; shit, what now? Did I do something without realizing it to piss him off? I wordlessly walked past him to the living room, with him shadowing closely behind me.

Once we entered, he made me sit down on the couch while he began pacing in front of me.

I sat there in silence for a few minutes, letting him pace heavily back and forth. Finally, he stopped, and lifted a hand to his face, pinching the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb. "I honestly don't know why you always seem to have to break my rules." he began and I stared up at him confused.

"What are you talking about?" "You went snooping around in my office this morning, Bella. The guards who were watching the cameras saw you in my office, looking at my things and going through my desk. You touched two items in there. Question is, why did you think you could do such a thing?" he snapped, glaring at me. I cowered a little under his hard, dark jade scowl, but sat straight. "I heard you leave earlier and wanted to know what the hell you were doing. The door was opened. I didn't demolish your things, and I put everything back in its place." I told him, but he let out a groan of frustration.

"That doesn't make up for the fact that you went through my personal things, which you weren't supposed to even look at period. I feel that I can't even trust you in this house anymore when I'm not around to keep you in check." he growled and I glared up at him. "Look, I'm sorry that I touched your nice things with my grubby damn hands." "It's not that you touched them; it's that you snuck into my office, my personal space where I keep important items in there for no one to see - hence, personal space - and you went behind my back to snoop around through my things. That is what I'm angered about." he interrupted me, glowering.

"I'm sorry, alright? I had no idea that was your office!" I hissed, crossing my arms. "Sorry is not going to cut it. My trust in you is severely low - which is lower than it was from the start. I must punish you for your actions. And I don't even owe you anything from yesterday; since you pulled this stunt, you don't deserve a reward." he growled and I sniffed, trying to keep the worst possible fear down. "If you fucking want to lock me up again, then go fucking right ahead. I honestly don't give a damn." I growled, not looking at him. Frankly, I didn't want to go back into isolation again, as that would surely kill me, but I really didn't care anymore. He's fucking overreacting about it. Sure, it was wrong of me to snoop, but my curiosity got the better of me.

Suddenly, I was pulled from the couch and into his arms, pressed against his chest. I blushed from the close proximity, and narrowed my eyes a little from feeling a hard poke down on my stomach. "No, you won't be locked up again. Although I should because what you did was heinous and uncalled for. But, I'm selfish and still want you to come with me to my work. No, I was thinking of something else." he murmured and I shivered at how soft his voice was.

"Spit it out then." I mumbled and he snickered. "Perfect then - part one of your punishment is that you are not allowed to speak for the rest of the day, unless I give you permission to speak." he stated and I whipped my gaze up at him, bewildered. "What the hell? You can't fucking do that." I snarled and he clicked his tongue. "That starts now - and every time you speak without my consent, you'll get this," he paused to slap my ass. I yelped and growled up at him, asking myself why he's so infatuated with giving me slaps on my ass.

"Part two of your punishment is that you have to wait for my permission for you to do something. Meaning, if you want to go somewhere without me, I can either let you go or keep you glued to my side. If you want to do anything, I have to give you permission period - and I can easily deny it if I want to. Just depends on how you behave." he explained and I scowled at his smirking.

"If you fail to complete your punishments by the end of the day, it'll be extended into the next, and so on and so on. Again, all depends on how you behave during the day; it'll reflect how long your punishments will last." he added and I huffed angrily to myself.

He smirked and shifting us around to where I was pressed against his side, with my arms forced to be around his waist, and his arm curling around me, he led us back to the kitchen. My sisters were there now, joining Carmen, Jasper and Emmett. I hadn't even noticed they were dressed up in suits like Edward. Rosalie was dressed in a red blouse and a pencil black skirt with suede red high heels, while Alice was dressed in a nice light pink tight fitting dress with a black shrug over her tiny shoulders and light pink small high heels. Rosalie's hair was done in a bun with two red chopsticks holding it together, while Alice's short hair was flattened and with one side pulled back by a light pink barrette.

They looked up when we entered. Carmen looked a little worried when she saw how angry I looked in my position, while Emmett and Jasper nodded their heads, as if expecting this.

"Bella why do you look pissed?" Alice asked me, and I looked up at Edward, silently pleading with him to let me speak. He sneered and shook his head, where I growled and looked away. "What the hell did you do?" Rosalie asked Edward angrily, and he smirked. "Your sister has yet again gotten herself into trouble. She's not allowed to talk at all today unless I let her, and she has to ask me if she wants to do anything. I of course can easily deny her requests, and if she doesn't behave at all today, then it'll be extended until she does behave." Edward explained to them and Rosalie and Alice glared at him.

"What could she have done that made you punish her severely?" Alice asked him, and he narrowed his eyes at her. "Um, Alice, please don't get involved. Remember, it's Edward way of punishing Bella for whatever she did. She has to serve out the punishment no matter what." Jasper cut in then, trying to save my baby sister. She huffed and scowled at Jasper, but didn't argue any further.

"Look, let's all take a chill pill. We should be relaxed when we get to work and show you ladies around. Besides, work for us there is already stressful enough; let's not have any tension between you ladies and Ed, and calm down." Emmett tried reasoning with us, an easy smile on his face. I sighed heavily, but eventually we calmed down, and soon left the mansion to go to the boys' workplace.

The ride there was tense, for the girls were still a little mad at Edward's way of punishing me for what I did this earlier this morning. Jasper and Emmett tried sitting in the limo as comfortable as possible, whereas I was forced to sit next to Edward closer than I wanted. He was the only one that was calm and cool, just sitting there with his arm around my waist lightly.

The ride seemed to be longer than it was yesterday, but we eventually entered downtown Chicago. The limo was driven to a high rise building of brick and large glass windows, along with clean cut shrubbery lining the walls in front of the windows. The limo stopped in front of the building, and Edward slid out before he helped me out with an offered hand.

Once we were all on the sidewalk, the limo drove off and Edward led us into the building. "Hello Mr. Masen, Mr. Cullen, Mr. McCarthy. I see that you three have guests with you today." an older gentleman dressed in a dark blue security uniform greeted us, where he was standing by a shiny looking elevator.

"Hello, Mr. Hartman. These ladies are our girls and sisters; Rosalie, Alice and Bella." Emmett introduced us, where I waved to the man and he smiled. "Ah, good to see sirs. I hope they have a fun time today up in work." he commented and Edward smiled, nodding his head. Then, with a goodbye, we hurried into the elevator, crammed into the small space. We rode up to the fifteenth floor of this high rise building, and when we made it, we entered this little waiting room. The floors were a white tile and the walls were a white stucco, with two large glass windows on either side of the elevator.

There was a sleek mahogany desk to our right, with two fancy computers sitting on top. Behind the desk, in metal big letters was a sign saying Masen Corp. and the boys' names underneath it, while there were two women behind the computers. They both looked up when they heard the elevator, eyes wide with joy, but the light died when they saw my sisters and I. One of the women had straight peroxide blond hair and slightly tanned skin, with bloated lips, big grey eyes and a large chest, while wearing a tight black dress. The other woman had wild, curly dark hair, pale skin, big dark eyes and thin lips, while wearing a light green blouse, and when she stood with her friend, I could see her pencil skirt.

"Hello Mr. Masen, Mr. McCarthy and Mr. Cullen." they greeted them with a smile, that was faltering every time they looked at us girls. "Hello, Lauren, Jessica. Is there something you wanted?" Edward greeted them, and Lauren's mouth opened and closed several times, probably trying to figure out an excuse. "Um, sirs, we were just wondering who these girls were." Jessica mumbled and I heard Rosalie snicker quietly.

"Our apologies, ladies. Jessica, Lauren, these wonderful girls here are our girls. Alice is with Mr. Cullen, Rosalie is with Mr. McCarthy and this lovely here with me is Bella." Edward introduced us, smirking down at me when I blushed and rolled my eyes. Lauren's grey eyes narrowed a little, as did Jessica, but she smiled and nodded her head. "Other than, sirs, nothing new. No new applications or offers to merge with another. Nothing new at all." Jessica informed them, and grabbing Lauren's arm, they walked back to their desk.

Edward sighed and led us away, heading towards a door. He opened the door, and I saw inside a fancy looking office, and knew it was Edward's when I saw the theme of bookcases in here. "Nice office." Alice commented with a smile, and Edward nodded his appreciation to the comment. Edward led me over to the desk and said for me to sit down in the comfy chair, and I listened. He motioned for the others to come closer, before he spoke up again.

"Now ladies, today the boys and I have some meetings and interviews with clients, and will be very busy. So, we won't be able to show you around. But, I have my personal assistant to do that for us." Edward explained. "So, all we're getting today is a tour? That's it?" Rosalie asked, and Emmett hushed Rosalie while Edward sighed again. "Yes. That's all."

"But what if we get bored?" Alice whined and I giggled, stopping immediately when the bronze haired glaring man beside me scowled down at me. "I hope you won't get bored, but if you do, just come find us and we can leave to go back home." he explained. Just then, there was a knock on the door and it opened, revealing a thin small woman with black hair pulled back into a bun. She wore a simple professional outfit and in her hands was an Ipad and a Blackberry.

"Hello there Edward, Jasper, Emmett - oh! You have guests." she greeted us, smiling softly. "Hello Angela. Ladies, this is my personal assistant, Angela Cheney. She'll be showing you around. Angela, these are our girls - Rosalie, Alice and my Bella." again, Edward introduced us to Angela, pointing us out to her when he said our names.

"Hello girls. Nice to meet you all." Angela greeted us warmly, walking in to shake hands with my two sisters before shaking mine last after I stood from the desk. "Well, it's time for us to head out to the first meeting, boys." Emmett stated and led Jasper out. "I guess we should get started with the tour." Angela said with a smile and led my sisters out of the office. Edward and I were the last ones to leave, because he stopped me by the hand and made me look at him.

"I'm giving you permission to talk - but only to Angela. But if I hear that you've been chatting with your sisters about last night, or to anyone about what's going on, you're punishment will be worsened." he whispered to me, and I frowned. I looked up at him, silently pleading with him to please let me speak to my sisters. He crossed his arms firmly and shook his head, and I huffed, stamping my foot to which he laughed at. "Remember your behavior, Babydoll." he whispered and nudged me out of the office, towards Angela before he turned and left with the boys.

"Alright, ladies. Let's get started on the tour." she said and led us down the hall away from the office. "Can you talk to us, Bells?" Alice whispered to me, and I shook my head angrily.

"So, where to begin? Well, I can say that this corporation started back with Edward's grandfather, Dennis Masen, and then his father, Edward Sr. took over when his father passed on. Then, when Edward turned eighteen along with Jasper and Emmett, they were put in charge." "Whoa, wait a minute - the boys have owned this since they got out of high school?" Rosalie asked her, interrupting her. "Yes, they did. No time for college when you have a major business to run. Now, as far as I know, this corporation brings in millions of dollars within weeks. They put their heart, soul, sweat, blood and tears into building this business up and putting it out on the map, so now, these three men are basically one of the few youngest millionaires in the world." Angela continued; no wonder they live in a lavished mansion. Now Edward's comment last night makes sense to me.

We turned down another hallway where I could see a landing. She brought us there, and we looked out over a large room below us, with large glass windows looking out the front at downtown. There were many cubicles with lots of workers in them, typing away or on their phones. "Here, we have the other workers below us. So, this top floor here is the CEO's offices, as well as some higher up workers. But, down here, these guys work on calling for customers to see if they would like to partake with our business, or see if they can find some other businesses who would like to merge with our corp." she explained, and led us downstairs.

We reached the floor with her explaining more about what the company does. We passed a cubicle where I could see a head with blond hair behind it. When we walked by, the head popped up and it was a young man around the boys' age. He had a baby pale face with blue eyes and wide smile, his blond hair messy. He wore a white button down shirt with a black tie, and dark trousers.

"Angela! I didn't know we were getting new workers." the man cried, stepping out of his cubicle to stand in our way. Angela sighed heavily, as if annoyed by this man. "Ladies, meet Mike Newton - the supervisor down here. Mike, these ladies aren't new workers. They are here with Mr. Masen, Mr. Cullen and Mr. McCarthy." she explained to him in a slow tone, but he was still smiling.

"Lovely lady friends they have." he commented, and winked at me, where I scowled. "Please, do not flirt with them. Unless you want to be fired." Angela warned him and motioned us to follow her. Mike waved goodbye to us, whispering to me that he'll see me later. I made a noise of disgust and followed after my sisters.

"What's his fucking deal?" Rosalie asked Angela when we entered what looked like a cafeteria. "Oh, Mike?" Angela clarified, stopping us; we nodded and she shook her head. "Mike's what I like to call a kiss-ass dog. When the boys took over this place, new workers flowed right in. For Mike, he came from the same town my husband and I lived in. He was always the one to be a teacher's pet. So when he came here to Chicago to work here, he really had to grovel to get his job. Although, I think the boys merely pitied him, or found him as entertainment to give him this job. Anyway, now that he's supervisor, he thinks he's a stud and can win all of the ladies' hearts.

"He used to have his girlfriend to hold a leash on him - Jessica from upstairs - but after their breakup since she thought of him as a loser, he's been flirting with every girl that walks and breathes. But, once the bosses come by to see how everyone is doing, he quits the act and goes back to being a major kiss ass." she explained, and I rolled my eyes, snickering.

"So, the boys have no idea what an asshole he is?" Alice asked and Angela nodded.

After Angela showed us the rest of downstairs, we went back upstairs and went down a hallway away from the direction of Edward's office. "Down here, we have Emmett's and Jasper's offices, and one other room. It's a getaway room per say for the boys - say if they don't have any meetings but still would like to stay in the office for a while to make sure things are going well; this is where the boys go to find some entertainment." Angela said as we stopped in front of two oak doors.

She pulled out a key from her coat and unlocked the two doors, before pushing them open and showing us the room. It was a large room, with a huge TV off by glass windows that looked out above the city, where cushy black sleek couches were circled around it. Behind it were some arcade systems, a dart board, and there was an elegant looking pool table in the center, with a cue rack on the wall to our lefts, and there was a little sleek modern kitchen to our left as well. "Wow." my sisters hummed in amazement.

We slowly walked in with Angela closing the door behind us. "Well, that's basically the whole tour. Besides the break room, bathrooms and the board room, you've seen all that there is in the office." Angela stated out loud. "Do the boys all have keys to the room?" Alice asked and she nodded. "Yes. They each have a key with them or in their offices somewhere, probably in a locked drawer so no other workers can come in here. If another worker were to sneak in here and they were never given a key in the first place, they'd be in serious trouble."

"And you have a key, so there's only four keys that have been made?" Rosalie asked.

"Yes again. The boys trust me well and see me as a close friend, so they know that every now and then I will need a break. Sometimes I've been in here when they were in here. And they never really let in anyone in, unless someone knocks. In that case, one of them would go and check to see who it is; if it's work related, they'll get back to work. If it's some crappy reason, no go. Although, they have had several visits from their guards, which includes my husband. And that's when I have to leave." she explained again, and I narrowed my eyes with suspicion.

"They probably talk about something that's going on at home or something." she added in, and I sighed.

My sisters looked like they never wanted to leave the room, but I wanted to go home. I did not like being here. Sure, Angela was nice. That's not the problem. I was in a building with his workers - some were beginning to annoy me - and I couldn't be fucking free from a punishment. I didn't want to seem like I was some mute, silent dragged-in girl. So, I let my sisters have fun while I left the room and began searching for Edward.

I had made it to an archway that led into a different room when I heard a loud cackle. I stopped by it and listened in on what was going on in there.

"Can you like believe that Mr. Masen who like fucking have that midget on his sexy arm?" a high pitched voice that sounded like Lauren, one of the secretaries, cried out, snickering. "I can't. She's seriously hideous. No boobs, no ass, and what's up with the silence? If I was in her position, I'd be whispering all naughty daydreams in his cute ear." the other secretary, Jessica I think, sneered.

"You remember his other girlfriend?" "You mean the bitch who thought she fucking own the place? Uh... Tanya Valentine Denali, princess of Alaska?" "Yeah, her. How the fuck can Mr. Masen fucking move on from slutty ass blondie to this itty bitty baby? I thought that blond, Rosalie or whatever, was his new girl, but no. He has ugly ass weak... Beatrice was it?" "Nah, I think it wasn't that... Bartholomew?" "That's a dude's name. But, whatever. It probably suits her fugly self."

Another cackle was heard before I was storming off.

Damn fucking punishment. No matter how much I wanted to go in there and beat their fucking fake asses, I had to be a silent mouse and take this bullshit. My horrible trait that I hated so much was coming out then, with angry hot tears spilling over from my eyes, sliding down my cheeks. I reached the elevator because I really wanted to get out of here, and punched in the button.

"Isabella!" FUCK! What now?

A/N: Cliffy! What's going to happen next?

Again, the chapter was getting really long, and that seemed like it was the perfect spot to stop.

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