Fiche A Haon (21)

A/N: Hopefully there aren't as many issues as there were earlier this week with this site. Here's another chapter of this beast. It's all EPOV and there will probably be only one more EPOV until the epilogue. I know, sad, but this is more Bella's story than his. Thanks always for your support and reviews, they mean the world to me. Thanks to my prereaders and beta. They are amazing ladies. Onto the chapter.

EPOV

It was surreal to me that Bella and I were still together. The day after my dad's "accident," I had fully intended to let her go as our doctor and send her somewhere, anywhere but here, to get her out of the line of fire. I was so concerned with her safety that I failed to realize she was safest at my side, and we were stronger together rather than apart. The last person I expected, Rose, brought it to my attention, and I was thankful she had the guts to call me out. I was learning very quickly that though not blood related, the two sisters were a lot alike.

I was currently watching Bella sleep curled up in my bed. She was beautiful when she was awake, but asleep she was devastatingly gorgeous. Her face was completely relaxed with her peaceful, pink pouty lips, still kiss-swollen, and cheeks naturally flushed. Her hair fanned out on the pillow in a halo of wavy locks. The only thing missing were those chocolate eyes that always belied her emotions. I could read her like a book when I looked into her eyes.

I leaned down and pressed my lips to her forehead. She stirred beneath me and turned her face toward me, still asleep. Kissing her nose next, she scrunched it up, still not awake. Thinking this would be the one that woke her up, I brushed my lips gently against hers, keeping it light. She moaned and pressed her body up against me. Threading her hand into my hair, she increased the pressure of the kiss and I smiled against her lips.

"Don't gloat, Edward, because now you have work to do," she whispered against my lips, and she rolled me onto my back, her body straddling mine. My hands dropped to her naked thighs because she always wore pairs of those sexy boycut underwear to bed. She grinned at me as she grabbed the hem of her tank top and pulled it off, twirling it above her head and throwing it somewhere on the floor. Gliding her hands across my chest, she leaned down to kiss me. I knew with her being on top that she wanted to be in control, but she always brought the dominating side of me out, and I knew she loved it.

I wound her hair in my hand, kissing her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, and moved her hips so she was rocking against me. She moaned low and I pulled her closer so that I could whisper in her ear. "Fuck me, Isabella Swan. Now!"

She gasped and I could feel her breathing accelerate. We both rid ourselves of our underwear and she lifted up on her knees, lining me up with her entrance, and then slowly sank down on me. The sound of both our moans filled the room, coupled with her whispered "fuck." Starting at a slow pace, she rolled her hips, taking me deeper with each stroke. I wrapped my hands around her hips, trying to increase her pace.

Sliding my hands up her sides, I cupped her breasts in my palms and pulled on her nipples, rolling the tight buds in between my fingers. Bella splayed her fingers out on my chest and then curled her hands into fists, catching my nipples, and the momentary flash of pain caused me to hiss, but that just unleashed the frenzy I had been trying to control. I sat up, staying inside her, thrusting into her from below. She chuckled humorlessly; she had been trying to provoke me. Gathering her hair together, I pulled her head back and licked the column of her throat, before biting her right on the spot just below her ear that drove her crazy.

"Oh, god, Edward. Harder." She moaned in my ear. "Make me scream."

I growled and pistoned my hips faster, pulling her down onto me by her shoulders. She reached down to her clit to play with it, and I wrenched her hand away and gathered both her wrists in my hand and held them behind her. "Uh-uh. You want to come, beg for it."

She whimpered and ground her hips into mine to get some friction on her clit. Dropping her head to my shoulder, she cried out as she continued to seek out the friction she needed. "Please, Edward, make me come. Please."

"I love hearing you beg, agra. I'm the only one that makes you feel this way." I growled in her ear, letting go of her wrists and fisting her hair in my hand.

"Yes, it's always been you. Fuck, Edward." She whimpered and ground her hips against me.

I took pity on her and reached down to rub her clit, causing her breath to accelerate so much I was almost worried she would pass out. I felt her walls start to clench, and I knew she was about to come, so I stopped and she groaned.

"No, don't stop. Please, Edward. I need to come, please."

I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her slow and deep. My pace had slowed down because I was trying to bring her to the brink of insanity. I needed the control over her body and orgasm. It was the only control I had at the moment, and she was giving me what I needed.

She grabbed my hair in her fists and growled at me. It was cute as hell. "If you don't make me come, then you will be fucking nothing but your hand for a week."

I chuckled. "You wouldn't last that long."

"Try me."

I shook my head, sped up my thrusts, and reached down again to rub her clit. She actually squeaked and started uttering indecipherable words. I leaned down and pulled a nipple in my mouth, gently biting the tip, and she shattered. Her entire body started convulsing, and she was clenching around me, screaming my name. Pulling her lips to mine again, I sought out my own climax. She was tired, I could see it, but she pushed through for me, and soon I was following her and spilling my release inside her.

She dropped her head to my shoulder and went limp against me, as I pulled out of her. After brushing her hair back from her forehead, I kissed her softly. I loved the woman currently in my arms, and that was never something I thought I would ever feel or even want, but the moment my eyes opened after that car accident, she and I were on a collision course toward each other. I never regretted finally giving in and stop fighting the inevitable.

"Edward?" she started. Her sweet eyes were trained right on me, and it made my heart clench. "I wanted to ask you something, but I'm not sure how you'll react."

I pulled her hair off her shoulder and scooted us back against the headboard. "Ask me anything, Bells. You know that."

"Do you want kids?"

"Are you—"

"No, I told you I was on birth control and that hasn't changed. I was just wondering if you were expecting kids down the road?"

"Um, it's something I never really thought about. I never really expected that I would fall in love with someone. Why do you ask, how do you feel?"

The smile she gave me everytime I told her I loved her made me want to repeat it over and over until we both got sick of it. She seemed to be thinking about it, then her face got serious. "I used to want kids. When I was in my early twenties, I thought of falling in love, getting married, finishing med school, and having kids, but the older I became, the less I wanted it and I finally made my peace with it. I think I have enough to deal with considering my new practice, and you sure as hell keep me on my toes."

I chuckled. "Oh, agra. You love dealing with me, mantrums and all." I pressed myself closer to her and kissed her neck.

"I do, you and your bossy, arrogant, self-assured, domineering—"

I kissed her lips, cutting off her tirade. It really was better when she used her mouth for things other than yelling all the time. I grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her down so her back fell against the mattress. "Now, let's see how many orgasms I can pull out of you before you pass out from exhaustion."

"Oh, God."

I kissed down her stomach, swirling my tongue around her belly button. "No, not God, agra, just Edward." Her moan was sweet music as I lightly bit the flesh of her stomach.

~IDDM~

"We need to get this shit finished, soon. Rose was pissed I was leaving so late."

I nodded my head at Emmett's statement. Bella tried to distract me with her sexy body before I had to leave. I had shown great restraint. "Yeah, Bella wasn't happy either, but she knows that we are trying to find the assholes who put the bomb on my dad's car."

"We know it was the Italian scum, Edward. Caius made it obvious at the gala what his thoughts were, and then he sent those thugs after Rose and Bella," Jasper replied

I frowned. "I'm aware of that, J, but we have no proof." This was inconsequential, but it was a consideration.

"Fuck proof! They decided we killed their guys and started all this shit with that car accident. There was no proof then, because we didn't do it," Dem shot back.

His words made perfect sense; it was the complete truth, but dammit if it didn't set me off. There were too many important people that would get caught in the crossfire. "So you want me to start this war? You want me to bring down chaos on all of us? You know who the innocents are in this case, Dem. Do you really expect me to sacrifice my sister, mom, girlfriend, and her sister? I'm in charge now, and I don't have to explain my actions to you, but you will fall in line. Do you have a problem with that?"

I could tell that Dem was holding his tongue—he didn't want to—but he was a smart man and he knew not to continue to provoke me. "No, boss."

I knew before this all ended, I would need to make the decision. I was no longer just following the orders given to me; I was the one who had to give those orders. Even though I watched my dad do this shit for years, I didn't stop to think about how he did it and still maintained that compassion he had inside him. Sure, he messed up and could be aggressive, but he made things right when he went too far. I had feared in that first meeting with Bella, he had gone too far when he threatened her sister, but I knew he was bluffing—we all did, except Bella. Since that day he was kind and respectful to Bella, and they grew closer because of it.

Since my dad's injury and I had to step up as boss, I had this gnawing feeling inside me. Surely, it was all my imagination, but I felt like there was a monster just waiting to be unleashed. I only felt normal when I was around Bella. She calmed the stirring inside me, and since this all started, I just wanted to lose myself inside her. She certainly wasn't complaining, but I could tell she was tired and scared, stressed out. She was worrying about where I was and that something would happen to me. It was a valid concern, but unavoidable in our situation. This was my job and I couldn't opt out. There was no other option for me or the family.

"I don't want it to come to a war, but I would like this shit to end, and for that to happen, some bodies will need to be put in the ground. Caius is the priority—cut the monster's head off and his army will scramble to help, but they will be powerless," I explained my plan.

"Won't someone else just step up in his place?" Emmett brought up a valid question, and I was glad that he was my advisor.

"Yeah, but they won't have enough experience or knowledge to even pose a threat. Caius hasn't been the boss for long, but I have a feeling that more is going on here than it seems on the surface. If someone killed their capos and it wasn't us, then who did it?" This was a question that had been eating at me since all this started.

"You think it's a third party?" Dem asked.

I shook my head. "No. No one would have enough power without us hearing about it."

"So they have a traitor?" Jasper said, smiling.

I nodded because he was starting to get where I was going with this. I had no doubts he would do well in his new role. Dem, Jas, and Emmett were our top leaders. The Irish family didn't have the same structure as the Italian family, but they would have been the equivalent of capos. Dem was still one, but he was the most trusted and upper level one now.

"If that's true then we have an opportunity to capitalize on that. A family that doesn't trust its members is not strong, they will end up fighting each other instead of us." Dem was catching up now too. Like I said, he was a smart man.

"Exactly, which is why we are here following this gombeen around. We need to find out who the traitor is and expose him."

"I was wondering why the hell we were following Felix around. This eejit is not a criminal mastermind at all." Emmett snickered. He and Felix had more than their share of run-ins and there was no love lost between them.

Dem blew out a breath. "This is gonna be a long night."

~IDDM~

I returned back home around 1 a.m. and I hoped Bella was asleep. I smelled like a brewery as we had followed Felix into a stripclub. It had given us the intel that he had some shady dealings going on that I'm sure the rest of the Italian family wasn't aware of. It didn't tell us for sure that he was the traitor, but it made him very suspicious. Jasper, Emmett, and I were all very uncomfortable having to be there; it sounds stupid, but we all had women that were sexier than any stripper and they were ours—not some fantasy.

I trudged downstairs and took my trench coat, button down shirt, and pants off and threw them in the washer and turned it on. Then I climbed the stairs, turning the lights off that Bella had left on for me. I headed straight for the shower in the master bathroom even though I could have taken a shower in the main bathroom or even downstairs and not woken Bella up. I just wanted to get it done quickly and wrap myself up in my girl as soon as possible. Standing there, letting the water ease some of the tension, I heard the glass door of the shower open and close, and then soft hands ran over my back before their arms were wrapped around my waist. Immediately, I knew it was my Bella. She kissed my shoulder blade and hummed before laying her head against me.

That was the highest point on me she could reach because she was so much shorter than me. I threaded my fingers with hers and turned around to face her. Cupping her cheek, I dragged my finger across the skin under her eyes. There were dark circles under her eyes, and even though she was always beautiful to me, I was starting to worry about her.

" Mo grá, you should be asleep. I'm worried about you."

She shook her head and opened her mouth to argue, but I lifted her chin to look at me and raised my eyebrows. Her mouth fell closed and she turned her head to break my hold on her. "I'm fine," she grit out, not looking at me.

I was confused. Why was she acting like she was mad at me? I pulled her flush with my body and kissed her forehead. "What's wrong, Bella?" She shook her head and that was when I noticed the tears. I lifted her face to mine again, cradling her face in my hands, and wiped the tears away. "Tell me, agra."

"I'm terrified, Edward. This has just escalated. Your dad is in a coma. You, Em, and Jasper are all on the frontlines. It's not just me either; Rose and Ali are worried too."

"Bella, this is what I do. Do we need to talk about whether or not you can handle this?"

She looked at me, surprised. She scoffed, shook my hands off her, and then exited the shower, grabbing a towel, and glared at me after wrapping it around herself. Shutting the shower off, I sighed and grabbed my own towel. I was trying to keep my temper under control, but every time she walked away from me, it pissed me right the fuck off. I followed her into the bedroom and grabbed her arm, making her turn around. "What the hell, Bella?"

She pushed me away from her. "No, you don't get to act all wounded, Edward. Are you seriously asking me if I can handle this? You can't have that short of a memory. I may not be a fucking mafia boss like you, you arrogant asshole, but I have seen a lot of shit I wish I hadn't, and I have shown myself to be very capable." She took a deep breath, and I knew she wasn't done. Bella was very thorough. Leveling me with her gaze, she continued. "I don't need you worrying about me. I need you to fucking focus and finish this shit. Those assholes hurt my family, your family, and you are going to make them pay."

The anger and malice in her voice surprised me because Bella was usually kind and caring, though feisty as hell, and I finally saw something that I hadn't fully noticed in her. When it came to so many things, we were opposites of each other, but when it came down to family and people she cared about, she and I were exactly alike. Though she would never be the one to dole out the punishment, because she was getting nowhere near these guys, she wanted justice and she wanted it to hurt. I pulled her into my arms again. I was more than a little aroused; but more than anything, I wanted to assuage her worry.

"I will make sure they pay, agra. We are making headway. I know you are worried about me and the guys, but we are the only ones who can take care of this. Do you want to stay at my mom's house, have Rose come, so you, her, and Ali can be together?"

Bella shook her head and her hand gripped my bicep tightly. "I don't want to be away from you like that."

I chuckled, because if she thought I would willingly send her away, she was so wrong. "I would come with you, Bella."

"Oh, that might be something to talk about." She smiled at me.

We both got dressed in our pajamas and lay down together in bed. Then we talked about what we wanted to do going forward from this point.

Translation:

Gombeen- A Gombeen is an old Irish insult/word that's used to describe someone shady

Eejit- Someone that's a bit dense

A/N: So, how do we feel? Edward is dealing with a bit but I think he's cut out for the job. I'm sure Bella is enjoying his idea of stress relief. Leave a review, if you can, and let me know how you feel. Until next week lovelies!