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I've made this chapter far longer than I normally do as an apology! I'm hoping once the wedding is done and I have no uni work I can get back to updating more regularly than just one year!

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Chapter 4.

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E POV

"You need to look after yourself more Edward." My mother complained as she stifled through my cupboards while giving me a disapproving look.

"I do look after myself mum. I've just been busy." I rolled my eyes. I was currently at my parents for the weekend while Bella was away visiting her family in Forks.

While I loved my mother, Esme, she could be overbearing sometimes but I guess all mothers were like that. I'm sure if she knew my real job she would lock me up in my room and never let me leave again.

"No, you are not. You have barely any food in this house." She gave me a disapproving look.

I rolled my eyes. It's not my fault my job meant I wasn't always at home. So why bother restocking? I was fine with takeaway.

"You know I've been working away from home recently." I shrugged. This didn't stop my mother from banging on about how it was unhealthy or the impending doom of death if I didn't eat.

She didn't know I dealt with the impending doom of death most days, just not for myself of course.

"I eat mother." I stated, kissing her head as she continued rummaging through my cupboards.

I was itching to get back to work.

Me and Bella had been getting on so well. She was shy when I went around the next day after our kiss but she soon broke out of it when I started to kiss her again. She started the whole bullshit that I was one of her 'students' and that she could be wrong.

I casually mentioned I was an intern, not a student, thus kissing each other wasn't against the rules. It's not like I would tell anyone. I had no friends to tell.

I would be kissing and wooing her and then I'd be getting my men to bury her body in a ditch somewhere, so it's not like her job really mattered anyway.

"I need to get back to work mum. I've got a conference call." This was true. I was meeting with the head of the FBI to discuss Bella's case. They always wanted details and always complained I took too long.

I was a man. I could work and play at the same time.

"You are always working. You work too hard." My mum frowned at me. I raised my eyebrow at my dad, Carlisle, daring my mother to say that again.

"Don't you give me that look Edward Anthony Cullen. I am your mother." She scolded me but I could see in her eyes she wasn't mad.

"Let him get back to work sweetheart. Besides we have dinner reservations at that new restaurant in town." My dad said. He clapped me on the shoulder as he stood up to leave.

We didn't have the best relationship. I would never talk to my father about my personal life and so it was always just polite conversation between us. We had both very different attitudes when it came to the world.

My father was a doctor and was paid to saves lives. I was an assassin and paid to kill. Ironic.

I was kissed and hugged goodbye and waved to my parents as their car drove away from my apartment. I went back in and straight to my office to take my conference call.

I didn't lie to my parents. I was taking a conference call from the government but not about what they thought. They thought I was a sort of guru shall we say to Senators and Congressmen and I helped them find a way to appeal to the people.

Technically you could say I do. I appeal by killing people the government claim is bad or the FBI/CIA don't want to deal with. I'm helping the country.

I waited for Seth Clearwater to call me. I never called the government. They came to me.

The ringing on my laptop finally appeared and I clicked accept.

Seth's face came into view.

"Mr Cullen." He nodded.

"Mr Clearwater." I replied with my own nod. He cleared his throat, showing me, he was getting down to business.

"How's the case going?" He asked. We never used names or gave any details away. We never who could be listening or watching.

"It's going fine. I'm getting along with it smoothly. A bit of a bump in the road when they are shy but we seem to be getting over that." I answered.

Seth nodded his head, "Good, when will it be done?"

I paused at this. Normally I would have an answer but with Bella I was unsure.

"I am unsure at the moment Mr Clearwater. This case may take longer than usual. I'm still feeling it out and deciding when, where and how."

Seth's face showed annoyance at this answer as normally I was quick to explain when, where and how people were going to die but for some reason I hadn't even considered this for Bella.

What was wrong with me?

"I'll set up a meeting with you in a month. Hopefully you'll have more details for me then." Seth said begrudgingly. He would get his ass handed to him by the government for not getting much information. This would be the first time after all.

We arrange a meeting for one month's time and I shut my laptop down.

I was unsure what to do with myself.

My days had been moulded around Bella and now she was gone for just two days, I didn't know what to do with myself. I felt lost.

I ended up ordering a takeaway pizza and watching shit on tv. Something I very rarely did.

Around ten at night my phone pinged. My heart sped up. Only one person texts me.

I'm home safe and sound. Messaging you like you asked me too. -B

I wanted to seem like the sincere friend who wanted to make sure they were safe. But I actually was happy to know she was home and alive.

I shook my head. Get a hold of yourself Cullen.

Did you miss me? -B.

Terribly. I'm sat eating pizza and watching crap tv by myself. -E

I waited only thirty seconds for a reply.

Want me to come over? -B

She had complained she had yet to see my apartment when I'd been in hers loads. After the kiss, we stopped staying in the lecture hall.

To be fair, I was nervous about her coming over. Very rarely was a woman here, never mind a target.

Sure. -E

I sent her the address and she said she'd be here in ten. I quickly tidied the place up and checked my study to make sure nothing was out for her to see. Didn't want her to realise I was going to kill her.

There was a buzz at my intercom ten minutes later and I let her up.

She looked gorgeous when she knocked on the door in her skinny black jeans, black and white sweater with the traditional black sneakers.

She had a big smile on her face, as if she had missed me. I found myself feeling like I missed her.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me to her. I hugged her back, smelling the strawberry shampoo from her recent shower after the journey back home. I could tell she had taken a shower. I could detect these things.

"I missed you." She murmured into my t-shirt, almost like she was embarrassed to say it. To show her not to be embarrassed I pulled her face up to mine and kissed her.

She moaned into the kiss straight away. We hadn't kissed in three days but I felt like it had been a life time. Her moans went straight to my southern region and made me remember that I was a man and had needs.

Needs Bella seemed eager to attend to.

I kissed her harder, my tongue making its way into her mouth claiming it as mine. Our tongues clashed together, her fighting for dominance she would never win. But a good game she played.

I moved my hand to the bottom of her sweater, waiting for her permission. I was a gentleman after all. I felt the slight nod of her head and I pulled it all the way off, parting our lips to get it off fully.

She was wearing a midnight lacey push up bra that contrasted against her milky white skin. It made her look sinful and something that I wanted. I could feel my body responding to her delightfully.

I moved my kissed down her neck, along her collarbone towards her tits. I took them in my hands and began to play with them, teasing her slowly. I could hear her whimpers, the silent begging to take the bra off.

I did as she silently asked, thankfully a front clasp, and released her tits that were begging for my mouth and tongue, which I happily gave them.

This was driving her crazy. She was gripping my hair like I was about to disappear and moaning like mad.

The name Anthony chanted from her lips several times. I noticed, however, in the back of my mind I didn't like her calling me this. I wanted her to moan and scream the name Edward.

I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried us up the stairs to my bedroom.

I placed her on the bed and made my way from her mouth, to her neck, her chest and down her stomach.

"You are overdressed." She breathed, pulling at my shirt. I pulled it over my head showing my chest to her. Bella's hands moved and felt my chest and stomach, giving me the shivers all over.

I continued kissing my way down until I got to the top of her trousers. I stopped and looked into her beautiful chocolate brown doe eyes. There was no going back after this.

She nodded.

I removed the button on her jeans and pulled them and her panties off all the way, taking off her shoes and socks as I went.

Her full body naked was glorious. Her milky white skin was covered in the light of the moon and she looked like a fucking goddess.

Her legs her long and I couldn't wait to have them wrapped around my head and waist. But I couldn't wait any longer. The beast inside me wanted her.

"I would play with you, but I want you so badly." My voice was deep with desire, even I could hear it.

"I don't want to wait any longer. I've been wearing lacey shit ever since we kissed hoping you'd make a move. I've wanted this since I first laid eyes on you." She confessed.

I quickly removed my trousers and boxers, climbing on top of her the second I was naked. I didn't even need to use my fingers to check if she was ready, I could feel she was.

"Condom?" I question.

"Pill."

I took that quickly and positioned myself in front her.

I pushed in slowly. She instantly moaned. I knew she hadn't had sex in a while so I knew she'd be quite tender. Jacob was an asshole to her in bed.

I moved in slowly, listening to her to see what felt good. I obviously was going to slow as she placed her hands on my ass and pushed me the rest of the way in, eliciting a groan from me.

God, she was so warm and tight. This felt like heaven.

"You good?" I asked, leaning down to kiss her.

"The best." She replied and then kissed me. I moved in and out and began a steady rhythm that picked up after a few minutes.

She tightened her arms around my shoulders, kissing me with everything she had. Moaning into my mouth whenever it felt good.

Anthony. Fuck. It feels so good. Don't stop.

I felt like a fucking king.

I kept up my rhythm, moving faster and harder when she asked or when she moved her hands to my ass to pull me closer to her.

I could feel my entire body tingling and could feel I was close. Her breathing got heavier and I could feel her pussy tightening around me. She was close too.

I began to talk dirty to her. I knew she liked this. I could feel the wetness coming more and hear the squelch as I moved in and out.

The final blow for Bella was when I bit her neck lightly. She tightened around my cock and moaned my name very loudly.

I moved even faster, so it felt even better ad suddenly my whole spine and legs tingle and I came inside her, groaning her name.

I slowed down until I had nothing left. I looked at her. Her plump pink lips swollen from all the kissing, her face glistening from the sheen of sweat.

I leaned down and kissed her.

"You look so beautiful." It slipped out before I could stop it.

She looked at me and grinned. I grinned back and pulled out. I went into the bathroom and got a warm towel to clean her up with.

I went back into the bedroom and began cleaning her. I could see the surprise in her eyes. She never had a man look after her after sex. She was only ever used like a fucking dog whenever Jacob used her.

I wanted to treat her like a fucking queen.

Once I cleaned her I got into bed and turned the lights off. I gave her a kiss goodnight and she lay her head on my chest. I heard her fall asleep within minutes.

I lay starting at the ceiling unable to shut off after all that.

As I looked at her body lying on me rather than thinking about what weapons I would use to kill her I began to see what parts of her body my mouth and tongue wanted to explore.

I wanted more of her. I craved more.

I threw my arm over my eyes and groaned quietly.

This job was going to be harder than I thought.

I didn't want to kill Isabella Swan.