THE OTHER WOMAN

DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS IT ALL.

August 16

BELLA

I chew on a chocolate chip cookie and stare at my reflection in the mirror with a disinterested gaze. Angela hastily enters the room holding a bag full of make-up supplies and a curling iron. I blankly stare back at her reflection and watch her haphazardly open the bag and mutter something under her breath.

"I'm so sorry, I'm late! I got stuck at work and we were preparing for tonight's event."

"It's four o'clock."

"I know! I tried to sneak out but I couldn't!"

I roll my eyes because she has missed my point. "There are three hours left. I'm not getting married. It's just a fundraiser."

Angela stops throwing contents from her bag to the bed and turns to gape at me. "Excuse me? This is a big deal," She pointedly mutters and I sigh. "You are not going to such a big event looking like Mother Gothel!"

I frown. "Mother who?"

"You know, Rapunzel's mother; the one with the drenched curls and wore a shitty gown."

"Oh my god, I don't care, Angela!"

"Shut up, I'm here to help. If you don't stop whining about it, I'll have your photos published in our magazine."

I gasp with horror. "No!"

"Maybe on the front cover with Alex Platt."

Angela laughs taking in my expression. "Relax, I won't. We've saved the spot for someone special." She winks and I shake my head.

"Great."

"I want to speak to Alex Platt, will you introduce us?"

"Sure." I mutter, playing with the sash of my robe.

"If possible, maybe I will speak with Edward Cullen," My heart skips a beat. "Maybe we might end up talking for hours." She sighs dreamily and I laugh despite my glum mood.

Angela continues. "Don't laugh at me. I just think he's hot."

"He's not coming."

"How do you know?"

"Because he t—um, Alex told me." I mumble and she disappointedly sighs. She assembles a couple of items and brings them over to the dressing table.

"I thought maybe I could get a picture of him, and run it for the magazine cover." Angela mumbles and I chuckle.

"That would've been great."

"Don't you ever speak to him?" Angela asks with a smile on her face and I thank god that Emily kept her promise of not telling Angela or Jacob that I know Edward. Emily seemed very wary about my friendship with Edward and she warned me that it would be a matter of time before something more happens. She was certain about it by how close Edward and I were becoming.

"Maybe." I respond to Angela's question shyly and she gasps.

"Don't act so coy! What did you say? What was he wearing? Where did you meet him? Oh my god, this is so awesome!" She rambles on making me giggle.

"He was wearing a gray suit the first time I met him," I whisper and smile as I recall his wild expression for being late to his mother's birthday party. I snap out of my reverie and gaze at my friend. "I was talking to Alex in his office and Edward walked in. That's how we met. We spoke then for some time."

Angela studies my face for a moment and then drags a vacant chair in my direction. She takes a seat and intently stares at me.

"Bella, you can't lie. What is going on?"

"Promise me you won't jump to conclusions before I tell you everything."

"Okay, I promise," She nods. "Go ahead."

I know Angela will give me her unbiased view and complete attention if I tell her everything. It's been more than a month since my life has turned into a whirlwind of crazy chaos. I have wanted to get everything off my chest for a long time, and I know I can trust Angela with all my heart. So I start telling her every single fragment of events that have occurred since I met Edward Cullen.

Angela thoughtfully listens to me with a straight face that gives nothing away. I take a lungful of breath as she gets comfortable in her chair. Twenty minutes later, I finish telling her everything about Edward and me.

"Is that all?" She asks softly and I nod. "It's a lot to take in. I'm surprised that you have kept it from me for so long. You would've felt much better if you hadn't bottled it all up for the past month."

"I know. I just couldn't tell you."

"You care a lot about him." She comments quietly and I blush.

"He's a great guy."

"And you want him all to yourself."

"What?"

"You spoke about that man for twenty minutes and not once did you mention that he is in a relationship," My eyes widen and her hazel eyes stare at me patiently. "I work for a magazine. You thought I wouldn't know?"

"Edward doesn't want her. He told me."

"They are engaged to get married."

My heart sinks when she brings that up. "He doesn't want to." I say earnestly and she places her hand on my knee.

"Bella, it's Edward Cullen. He is handsome, smart and possibly the richest person in the state. You don't think he has girls falling at his feet? What if he says the same thing to every girl that he meets? He has a very different world than yours. Do you have any idea how powerful his family is?"

"I don't care, Angela."

"The Denalis are a part of their family, Bella. Tanya Denali will marry him. His family will not like an outsider getting in the way. Do you have any idea what might happen if something happens between you and Edward? You will be looked upon as the woman who wrecked his engagement and you will be drug through the proverbial mud."

"Angela it's not that—"

"Do you really want to have an affair with him? What if he gets bored? He'll jump to the next woman. Do you really want to be the other woman in his life?"

"It's not like that, Angela! He isn't lying. I know him too well. Edward can never lie to me. He is different. He isn't like the person people picture him to be."

"Then why can't he break up with his fiancée and be with you?" Angela challenges and I open my mouth but no words escape my lips.

"I don't know." I mumble and she sighs.

"Maybe he still has feelings for her."

"He doesn't." I argue weakly and stare at my hands sadly. Does he like her?

"If you are so sure; I trust you on this. Just don't end up hurting yourself. And promise me you won't start anything with him until he breaks up with his fiancée. I don't want you to suffer because his life is complicated."

"Okay," I promise her and swallow the big lump in my throat.

"Edward has no idea how lucky he is that you like him so much."

I sniffle softly as tears prick my eyes. "I'm so scared, Angela. I've never felt this way about anyone. I know he may be the wrong guy but I can't help it. It's been six weeks and I can't stop thinking about him."

"Hey, it's going to be fine," Angela says softly and pulls me for a hug. I tightly hug her back and blink back my tears. "Give it time. If you think he is the man for you, there is nothing that can stop him from being yours."

"His fiancée?" I mumble and she chuckles.

"Not even her. You're a million times better than her. She is just another blonde bimbo who flaunts her father's money." I release her and she wipes away my tears.

"Alright, enough with this shit, we have to make you are all dolled up for Edward."

"Edward's not com—"

"Yeah, yeah we'll see," Angela waves me off and stands up. "Do you really think he is going to miss a chance of meeting you?" I shrug making her snort. "Anyway, so tell me, how the hell did Alex Platt end up asking you to the fundraiser?"

If only she would stop asking questions.

I can hardly recognize the woman staring back at me through the mirror. Her hair is shiny and styled in a loosely braided chignon. Her skin is rosy and small tendrils of hair frame her heart-shaped face. Her eyes are framed with thick eyelashes that look sultry from the light smokey make-up. Her lips are glossed with a shade of lustrous red and look perfect.

It takes me a moment to fathom that the woman is me. I touch the soft tendrils of my hair that fall on my face and a smile tugs on my lips. I look great.

"You're welcome." Angela offers me a smug smile and I grin at her.

"Thank you so much, Angela."

"There is no need for that, you know I love dressing you up!" I roll my eyes but let out a soft chuckle. "Now, use the bathroom. You can't pee very well with that gown on."

I step out of the bathroom ten minutes later and find Angela zipping up the sides of her black shift dress. I clear my throat and she beams at me.

"It's time!" She enthusiastically skips over to the black garment bag and pulls out the gold gown I've been dreading wearing since last week.

"Yeah, let's get over with this," I mutter and Angela laughs, carrying it over to me. "I love your dress." I comment and a wide grin erupts on her face.

"Really? I got it from Bloomingdale's last month. Ooh! They have a sale coming up next week; we should make plans to go!"

I gulp audibly and plaster a smile on my face. "Sure."

I take off my robe and Angela carefully helps me put on the gown. I adjust the gown around my waist and she zips it up for me. I smile feeling the silk against my skin and the dress compliments my make-up just right.

"It's perfect," Angela comments softly and I blush. "Will sure has a good eye."

"Yeah, I'll give him a call tomorrow to thank him."

"Why are you shaking so much?" I shrug and she smiles, patting my hand. "You'll be fine, Bells. People won't stop staring at you. But, something is still missing."

I frown. "What?"

Angela smiles and walks over to her purse to retrieve something. I gingerly sit on the bed and impatiently twist my fingers. She sighs and I look up to find her holding a pair of gold drop earrings.

"Something you can borrow for the night. You'll love these."

I stand up and tightly hug her. "Thank you, Angela. This means a lot to me."

"I know," I chuckle and pull back. "I'll see you in a little while. Why don't you keep the shoes ready and wait until Alex Platt gets here to put them on."

"Okay."

Angela leaves the make-up essentials on my dresser and double checks the items in her sling bag that she will need for tonight's event. Once she leaves my apartment, I pace back and forth in my bedroom and try to calm my erratic heart.

I am going to meet a lot of people today. Edward's family is going to be there. I wonder if they will like me. I strap up the golden sandals that Angela and Will forced me to buy. They look very sexy but I don't think anybody can see them because of the full length gown.

I practice walking in the death traps and glance at the clock at short intervals to check the time. Maybe I should call Edward. He always calms me down. But, he is in a meeting. Shit. I can't call him.

The doorbell rings at seven o'clock on the dot. I take a deep breath and walk over to answer it. I swing it open and Alex stands on the other side looking handsome in a tuxedo with satin lapels. His blonde hair is well combed but his blue eyes look panicked as he fiddles with something in his hands.

"What's wrong, honey?" He holds up a bow tie and I laugh. "Here, let me."

I make a quick work of helping him with the tie and it completes his outfit. Alex beams at me and lifts me off the floor as he tightly hugs me. I smile and hug him back. Oh, it's hard not to fall in love with him. He sets me down and keeps me at arm's length.

"You look so sexy! Everyone is going to freak out when they see how hot my date is!" I blush furiously and laugh, shaking my head. "My mom is so excited to meet you. I can't believe Edward is going to miss this."

My glum mood resurfaces. "Yeah." I mumble, playing with my fingers.

"Come on; don't be so gloomy about it. We're going to have a lot of fun tonight. Let's go. Do you have everything you need?"

I shake my head. "Hold on." I grab my golden clutch and lock my apartment before we leave and walk to the elevators.

John offers me a friendly smile as we walk past him and I give him a small wave. I find a shiny black car parked outside the building and the driver holds the door open for me. I carefully slide in and make sure I don't rip my gown.

I turn in Alex's direction after the car purrs to life and find him checking his hair in the reflective surface of the window. I chuckle. He is really into how he looks unlike Edward. But, Edward doesn't need to worry about anything; he's gorgeous.

"Now Bella, if you get bored just signal me. I'll get us some drinks right away. The fundraiser is going to be a pain in the ass."

I snort. "Then why are you going?"

"Because it's my grandfather's fundraiser!" He says with exasperation. "My god, they have it every year! They should have it every four years, like the Olympics," I giggle and he shakes his head. "Although this year, around three hundred people are expected to attend. We'll raise a lot of money for the charity."

"Yeah." I murmur, making imaginary circles on my gown. Edward has told me everything about tonight and I have no idea how I can survive it without him.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. I just wish Edward was going to be there."

"Me too. He is a very good conversationalist and I add in a few things to say once in a while. I stand next to him; smile, and look handsome." Alex smirks and I roll my eyes.

"Please, Alex. Edward is just as handsome as you are."

"I don't know about that but he is the best person I know, and that's why I'm doing him a favor of ensuring that you attend the fundraiser."

I frown. "What does that mean?"

"How can you even think that he won't attend the fundraiser tonight?"

"I think he might not."

Alex gives me an impish grin. "How about a bet?"

"I'm intrigued."

"If Edward comes to the event, you'll have to dance with me."

My eyes widen and I shake my head furiously. "I can't dance."

Alex laughs. "Don't panic so much. I can dance. Anyway, so if he doesn't attend, I'll do whatever you say."

I grin coyly. "That's a very open option Alex but sure, you have a deal," We shake hands on it. "Where is the fundraiser again?"

"At the Fairmont Olympic."

"Of course."

I gaze out of the window and smile when I realize how beautiful the evening is. The city is twinkling in the summer glow. Sometimes, Seattle just takes your breath away. My stomach swirls with butterflies when the car turns to onto University Street. I concentrate on Alex's chatter about the road trip he took with Edward yesterday to West Glacier.

My mouth drops open when I see that the entrance is decorated to the nines and there is a string of cars lined up. I can see the cluster of hundreds of people even from afar and the flashes of cameras feverishly clicking.

Extravagant.

Alex clears his throat and I look at him. "Excited?"

"A little." I mumble shyly and he chuckles.

"You'll love it."

The car pulls up to the curb and the driver opens the door for us to step out. Alex offers me his hand and I clasp it with mine. He gives me an encouraging smile and I make a half assed attempt to smile back at him. I walk up the steps and can hear people yelling Alex's name amongst the throngs of people.

Alex places his hand on the small of my back and we pose for a couple of pictures. When my cheeks start to hurt from smiling, Alex leads me inside the hotel. I let out a gust of breath and he laughs taking in my expression.

"You did great, Bella. People couldn't stop looking at you."

We are offered drinks as soon as we enter the room where the fundraiser is taking place. I keep my hand clasped with Alex's as I sip on the pink champagne. He tugs on my hand and I aimlessly follow him as people continue to curiously stare at us.

"Alex Platt! Is that you?" We hear a deep voice behind us and turn to see a man in his late-sixties walking in our direction. His warm, friendly smile immediately puts me at ease.

"Fred! How have you been?" Alex gives the man a tight hug.

"I'm healthy as a horse," His gray eyes meet mine. "And who is this pretty lady?"

"This is my friend, Isabella Swan. Bella, this is Fredrick White, one of Grandpa Victor's closest friends."

"It's nice to meet you, sir." I say politely and shake hands with him.

Frederick waves me off with a kind smile, his eyes crinkling. "Sir, shcmurf. Call me Fred," I nod at him. "You look beautiful, Isabella."

I blush deeper and smile. "That's very kind of you."

His attention turns back to Alex. "Where the hell is your brother? I haven't seen him since the last fundraiser. Isn't he coming?"

"Not this year." Alex says firmly and I sigh softly. Do people always call Alex and Edward brothers?

"I'll catch up with him later, then. He has gotten busy lately. Maybe it's the ladies."

"You know him." Alex smirks and quickly excuses us, and ushers us away from him.

I get breathless as my eyes drink in the sight of the masterfully decorated room. Colossal, crystal chandeliers hang from the ceilings and the dimmed lights give a beautiful amber and red glow to the room. There are elegant crystal candelabra centerpieces adorning the numerous round tables in the room. Everyone is dressed similar to us; tuxedos and gowns. This is the first time I've attended such an upscale event and I'm not disappointed at all.

I choke on my champagne when I hear a loud squeal. I look around but people just continue staring at Alex and me. Who is it? My brain has no time to wrap around what has happened when I'm tackled in a tight hug. The scent of lavender assaults my senses and a tad shorter figure is hugging me tightly.

It's a woman. She pulls back and beams at me and something about her smile seems vaguely familiar. I find her very interesting. Her jet black hair is in a pixie-cut and her marble blue eyes are burning gray in the dim lights. Her silver gown is gorgeous and makes her look like an angel. I frown when her face tugs at my memory from somewhere.

"Oh my god! Your gown is so amazing, Bella! It fits you so well! I think gold might be your color, but anything might suit your skin tone. We should go shopping sometime! There are endless sales coming up and it'll be so much fun! I think we need to take a picture together, that'll be great," I chuckle. "Oh by the way, I'm Alice Cullen."

Oh. OH. Alice Cullen. Of course. Edward's sister. I grin at her. I remember the large picture of Edward's family in his office and recall Alice standing by his side with his other family members. Alice is just as Edward described her to be. No wonder he loves her so much. It would be hard not to.

"Hi Alice. I'm Bella."

Alice lets out a tinkling laugh. "Of course I know. You are quite popular with my twin, I hear."

My cheeks flame and she chuckles. "Edward has told me a lot about you." I mention kindly and she squeals with delight.

"I know! He told me. But, it's all good I hope."

"Of course."

Alex intervenes in our conversation and clears his throat loudly. "Hello to you too, Alice."

"Oh, right Alex! Hi! You look very handsome!" Alice throws herself in his arms and he laughs, twirling her around. I smile staring at them. I miss Jacob for some reason.

"You look wonderful, Ali. I didn't recognize you for a moment."

She smirks at him. "I clean up well."

Alice takes my hand in hers and cranes her neck to look in a particular direction. "Come on, Bella. Let me introduce you to everyone. Our table is up front. What the hell were you two still doing back here?"

I follow Alice as she maneuvers us through the crowd so we can reach our destination. As we get closer, I notice that all the tables are pointed in the direction of the big wooden stage. My heart skips a beat as we approach the table closest to it.

"Dad!" Alice yells happily and a blonde man turns in our direction. He doesn't look a day older than his early thirties and his blue eyes match Alice's who radiates joy as we get closer to her father. His tuxedo makes him look dashing and handsome. He is Edward's father. There is no question.

"Dad, this is Isabella Swan, but she goes by Bella. She is friends with Alex and now she is my friend as well!" She snaps her head in my direction enthusiastically. "Bella this is my dad, Carlisle Cullen."

Dr. Cullen smiles at me curiously. "Good evening, Bella. It's nice to meet you. Good luck with your new friend. You can't rein her in." He says kindly and smiles fondly in his daughter's direction.

"I'm not that bad." Alice argues with a pout on her face.

I chuckle and nod at Dr. Cullen. "It's nice to meet you too, Dr. Cullen."

Dr. Cullen smiles in Alex's direction. "Alex, how are you?"

"I'm great, Uncle Carlisle. Looks like a great turnout this year."

"It is," He grins and turns to Alice. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I have to look for your mother and aunt. Make sure you keep Bella company."

"Yes, dad. We'll be fine." She gives him a quick hug and peck on the cheek.

"I hope you have a great time, Bella." Dr. Cullen says and leaves us alone.

"He was very nice to me." I say softly and Alex laughs next to me.

"And Aunt Esme will be the same. Until they see you with Edward. That's when the greetings will go downhill."

"Edward and I are just friends. They'll see that."

He sighs and shakes his head. "There is something about the way you two look at each other. I don't know..."

I blush and hear Alice giggling next to me. I decide to change the topic. "So, Edward told me it's an auction. Do you bid on any of the items?"

He chuckles. "It's a silent auction, through those glass doors," He points to the double doors on the far left of the room. "There are items in that hall that you can bid on. Do you want to check it out?"

"Not yet. Are you planning to bid on something?"

"There is a watch I am hoping to win."

"You know the items that are in that room?"

"Edward sent me a detailed list of items that he thought I might like to bid on."

Alice eagerly pipes in on our conversation. "I'm planning to bid on the trip to Paris. And there is a beautiful painting on auction as well."

"That's nice," I murmur softly, and she grins at me. "How many items are in there?"

"Around thirty or so."

"Wow."

"And most of the items are from rare collections."

Alice suddenly squeals and I frown. "Oh! My friends are here, I'll be back in five." I watch her gracefully skip over to her friends.

"It must have been difficult to find such items to bid on." I mutter and Alex chuckles.

"That's why Edward helped. He has a lot of contacts," I smile curiously and he takes that as a sign to continue. "Apart from running an architectural firm with me, Edward has his fingers in a lot of pies."

"Really? He never talks about his work."

"I'm not surprised. Why would Edward want to talk about his work when he is with you? You are possibly the only person who distracts him from it."

I blush shyly and drink some champagne. "I'm glad I can help."

"And we are very grateful for that," He says courteously making me giggle. "I'm not kidding. He wasn't like this eight years ago."

"Really? What was Edward like as a teenager?"

Alex laughs and his expression turns wistful and reminiscent. "Edward was fun-loving, lighthearted and had this devil-may-care attitude," My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and he nods. "Truly. After Edward turned fifteen, you would never find him with his nose in a book or attending any boring family events. He would only be at a party or throw one when Alice insisted."

I frown. "What was he doing back then?"

He smiles in my direction. "People in Chicago recognize any member of our family very easily. More than we would like. It's a long story why and I don't want to go into it. Anyway, so you would usually find Edward at different piano bars. He would take requests from the customers and play under an anonymous name."

Alex suddenly chuckles. "He would pay the manager so they would let him play for hours. Everyone loved to hear him play. Uncle Carlisle and Aunt Esme used to send out search parties to find out where he was. Did he tell you that he plays the piano?"

"Yes, Edward told me the same weekend we met." I murmur and he looks shocked for some reason.

"Really? He never tells people about it. You must be more special than I thought you were," I blush and Alex smiles at me. "He quit playing eight years ago."

I gape at him. "Why?

"He must play at home by himself but we haven't seen or heard him play in eight years. That's when things took a turn for worse. He grew distant from us all and his parents took it the hard way. He was very close to them. More so than Emmett and Alice were."

"Edward is trying." I murmur softly and he nods.

"If Uncle Carlisle and Aunt Esme find out that you are the one bringing him back to his old self; they'll worship you. Believe me. They have waited too long."

"He is with Tanya. And Edward's parents love her."

"No they don't," Alex disapprovingly mentions. "They trust Carmen and Eleazar. Edward will let you know about that later."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not the place or time."

I sigh softly and replay the conversation I just had with Alex. He gave me a lot to think about. About Edward and the little fragment of his past. He hasn't played the piano for his family in the last eight years! Something must have happened that made him so… driven towards success.

"What are you thinking about?" Alex brings me out of my reverie.

I manage a smile on my face. "Well now that I'm winning the bet, I am wondering what I should ask you to do."

He just laughs. "Don't worry, Bella. Edward will be here."

"How will you know?"

"Oh you will know it when Edward Cullen enters the room," He quotes and I laugh at his corny statement. "Anyway, just beware when the Ice Queen gets here."

"Ice Queen?"

"Rosalie Hale-Cullen. You need to stay ten steps away from her."

I hear a pair of footsteps approaching and Alice waltzes in our direction again. "Hey, I'm back. So Bella, where did you meet Alex?"

"At his office."

She shudders. "Oh god! Why did you go there? It's so depressing and white!"

Alex smirks at her. "It's not the walls she goes for."

I blush and Alice giggles next to me. "Ah, I get it," She frowns and checks her phone again. "Where is my stupid brother anyway? He isn't answering my calls."

"I thought he had a meeting." I mention, trying to hide my disappointment that he has work.

"Kate sent me a text when it ended forty minutes ago."

"Maybe he isn't coming." I whisper softly and give her a small smile.

Her lips turn down and she nods. "Yeah maybe," Alice shakes her head and suddenly beams at me. "Come on, I'll introduce you to my friends."

Before Alex can argue about it, Alice links her arm with mine and drags me away from her cousin who stares at her retreating form with exasperation. I'm glad Alice feels so comfortable around me since we only met fifteen minutes ago.

"Edward will be here," She whispers with a secretive smile and I nod as a flutter of hope rises in me. "Cora! Amber!" I wince when she shouts by my side.

A group of four girls turn in our direction and everyone curiously smiles our way except for one of them. I have no idea who the hell she is but I don't like her already. They are all dressed to the nines and I am thankful for the gown I'm wearing.

"Girls, this is my friend Bella Swan. Bella, these are my friends; Cora, Amber, Amy and Lucy."

So Lucy is the one glaring at me. God, they are all so beautiful. They must be from Alice's fashion circle.

"It's nice to meet all of you." I say politely and offer a smile.

"Oh my god, I love your gown," Cora says enthusiastically. "I should've done my shopping in Seattle, I guess."

"You're not from Seattle?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"Nope. We're from Chicago." Great.

"That's nice and you all look great tonight."

Amber pushes her blonde layered hair over her shoulder and grins at me. "Thank you! But, we were talking about your gown before. It's beautiful."

I furiously blush and nod shyly. "Thank you."

"Maybe because you're so pale. The gold color really suits your skin. I wish I would've dressed up nicer tonight." Cora mentions as I look over her flawless figure. Seriously?

"You look perfect."

"That's so sweet of you, Bella."

Lucy steps forward and pointedly stares at me. "Bella, whose date are you tonight?" Okay, that's rude.

I open my mouth to speak but Alice gives my hand a soft squeeze, so I let her answer.

"My brother's." She gives a coy smile to her friend and I wonder what she has in mind.

"What? Which one?"

Alice laughs and shakes her head. "Really? I just have one single brother."

"But I thought Edward was engaged to Tanya Denali."

Oh my god. What is Alice doing? Why is she telling her friends I'm Edward's date? This is so wrong.

"Lucy, you shouldn't trust everything you read in the papers."

Lucy glares at me and her eyes look around before falling back on me. Her lips curl into a cold smile. "I don't see your date around, Bella. Did he leave you all alone? That's sad."

"Lucy, what are you saying!" Amber hisses in her stupid friend's direction who shrugs nonchalantly.

"That's okay," I pipe in. "Edward was in a meeting, Lucy. He must be on his way over." I see Alice trying to hide her smile out of my periphery.

"It was great to meet you, Bella. I think we should take our seats now, Alice's mom will pound on us if we don't." Cora jokes and I smile at her.

"It was nice to meet you all as well. Excuse us."

When Alice and I are out of their earshot, I impatiently stare at her. "What was that all about?"

"Lucy keeps hitting on Edward and he hates her guts. So I let her assume you are his date so she'll keep a distance. He threatens me to throw her out every time she is around."

"But, I'm Alex's date."

"Well, duh. I know that. If Edward gets here, he won't leave your side so what difference does it make, anyway?"

I blush and she laughs taking in my expression. We walk back to our table where Alex is sitting and talking to a very good-looking couple. The guy is definitely Emmett.

"Bella, you're back!" Alex sighs with relief and takes my hand in his. "Here, let me introduce you. This is Emmett and Rosalie and guys, this is my friend Bella Swan."

It takes me a second to adjust my eyes to the beauty that is Rosalie Hale-Cullen. Her blonde hair is braided in a fishtail bun and her blue eyes are hostile and cold as she regards me half-heartedly. Her glossy pink lips are set in a grim line and an elegant diamond necklace which complements the striking green gown she is wearing adorns her neck.

It is difficult to look at her when she appears so hostile but, Emmett on the other hand is not hard to look at. He has a curious smile on his face and his blue eyes match Alice's although his curly brown hair and dimples set him apart from her blue eyes and black hair.

"It's nice to meet you both."

"You too, Bella." Emmett says in a boisterous voice which is the exact opposite of Alice's high soprano voice.

Alice squeals next to me and gives her elder brother a tight hug. Emmett hugs her back and almost crushes her in his burly arms. "Em! How are you?"

"Hey, pixie! I'm good. You look amazing. Doesn't she, Rose?"

The pair of siblings turn to Rosalie who is bitterly scrutinizing my face and clothes. I try not to let her unfriendly gaze bother me.

"It's nice to meet you," Rosalie says curtly and diverts her attention to Alice. A genuine smile tugs on her lips. "Alice, that's a lovely gown. You definitely need to design something for me next year."

"Sure, sure," Alice skips over to me and takes my hand in hers. "But, I fell in love with Bella's gown. The color, the fabric and everything is just so perfect!"

I blush and watch Rosalie distastefully stare at my gown before looking away.

"Bella, where did you meet Alex?" Emmett asks as he pulls out a chair for Rosalie to sit in. Alex courteously follows what his cousin just did moments ago for both Alice and me.

"We met at his office."

Alex pipes in. "Bella is a close friend of Edward's, actually. We met because of him and I'm glad she is my friend as well."

"Where is my brother, anyway?" Emmett asks me and I shrug.

"I don't know," I answer honestly and let out a sigh. "He wasn't certain if he wanted to attend the fundraiser. Although, I hope Edward comes because he has been a big help in making this event possible."

I bite my tongue when I realize I have spoken a little more than I should have. I should've kept my answer short and tried not to show my concern towards Edward.

"So you're close friends with Edward?" Rosalie smirks at me and I nod. "Funny, he never mentioned your name to me."

"I didn't know you and Edward were best friends these days," Alex says to Rosalie and Alice tries to cover her smile. "Do you paint each other's nails and have pajama parties? I'm very disappointed neither of you invited the rest of us." He grins at her with mock hurt.

"Shut up, Alex." Rosalie angrily snaps and her face turns red from the pent up anger.

"Rosalie, what's up with you these days?" Alice asks kindly and I quietly sip on my champagne.

"Oh, not much. I'm helping Tanya throw an engagement party next month. She is looking forward to it. Plus, we need to start shopping for her wedding dress."

My heart sinks with every word Rosalie utters. The image of Edward and Tanya reciting their wedding vows enters my head and I try not to shudder. Rosalie looks me square in the eye and gives a phony smile.

"You do know that Edward is engaged, right?"

"Yeah."

"I bet he isn't coming tonight because Tanya isn't here. They are inseparable."

Alex and Alice burst out laughing and I try to hide my smile. I watch Alice clutching her stomach as she guffaws about what Rosalie said. I shyly peek at the people who are curiously gazing at our table because of the laughter.

"Stop it, you two." Emmett mutters to Alex and Alice and wraps an arm around Rosalie's shoulders. Even though I don't like Rosalie, I have to admit that they look cute together.

"Sorry. Rosalie is just very funny tonight." Alex says dryly making me chuckle.

"I don't care what you two think." Rosalie spits with a displeased expression.

Alice and Emmett ignore the uncomfortable quietness at the table and indulge in an elaborate discussion about some vacation they went on a couple of weeks ago.

Alex grasps my hand and I look at him. He offers me a smile and I smile back, knowing at least I have someone here that cares about me. He leans in, "Don't worry, just ignore her, we always do." I chuckle and give him a nod.

"Okay, I will."

"So, Bella," Oh, Rosalie wasn't finished? "What do you do for a career?"

Alex sits up straight and smiles at her. "Bella owns a bookstore."

Rosalie gives me a phony sympathetic smile. "Oh, it must be tough to make a living. Is this your first big event?"

"At least she earns the money on her own." Alice snaps and chugs down her wine.

"Alice." Emmett chastises his sister who uncaringly shrugs.

"Whatever, Em. I don't care."

Rosalie stares at her perfectly manicured fingernails. "That's fine, Emmett. I'm not surprised your sibling and cousin are so spiteful towards me tonight. I know the reason very well. If you're lucky, you'll get to see why when Edward gets here."

I blush and avoid looking at the pretty blonde glaring daggers at me. Rosalie knows it already. She knows how I feel about Edward and I have to survive tonight with her at the same table and Edward is nowhere here!

"What are you talking about?" Emmett asks and confusion is clear in his features.

"Never mind, sweetie," Her ice blue eyes meet mine. "Bella, since you are so close friends with Edward, would you be a dear and convince him to get married to Tanya sooner rather than later? My best friend is getting quite restless."

I glare back at her this time and have the sudden urge to break her pretty face. "You know the economy is getting better, I would suggest that Tanya marries someone for love rather than money."

Emmett suddenly coughs and sputters the wine he was drinking on the table making Alice giggle. Rosalie huffs and excuses herself from the table.

"Emmett, are you okay?" Alex asks as a smile threatens to tug on his face.

"Damn," Emmett mutters, staring at me with a serious expression. "I'm not supposed to find it funny, but that was a good one."

When I register his words, I chuckle making him smile. I tighten my grip on the clutch in my hand as my eyes wander over to the direction of the powder room where Rosalie just went. Why is she so cross with me? I haven't done anything to hurt her. But, I know Edward and she hate each other. She knows I like him; maybe a little too much.

If she is going to continue throw unnecessary jabs at me about Edward and Tanya; I might as well leave the event. I am broken out of my reverie when I hear a voice trying to get everyone's attention.

I twist in my chair and take a good look at the three figures standing at center stage. Dr. Cullen is standing next to two women who are dressed in classic gowns and have beautiful smiles on their faces. My eyes widen when I carefully peer at one of the women. Oh my god. It's the lady from the bookstore. It's Edward's beloved Aunt Jane. Did she mention to Edward that she visited my store?

My attention quickly diverts to the copper-haired woman next to her. Her green eyes are smiling at the audience and she seems very friendly. Well, I hope she is. Esme Cullen. God, Edward's parents are so attractive. Nobody could tell that they have three adult children.

"Good evening everyone," Esme Cullen greets the attendees with a honey-glazed voice and a warm grin on her face. "And welcome to the 10th anniversary of our charity ball. We are incredibly grateful that you all can join and support us for this noble cause of the Victor Platt Foundation."

Jane Platt adds. "This foundation was very close to our father's heart and we hope that we've done justice to the passionate work the team at our foundation does throughout the year. We expect everyone to dig deep into their pockets and contribute to our cause."

The emcee takes over and explains the details of the silent auction that is going to close in a short while. Alex groans next to me when the man mentions that dinner will be served after the biddings are taken into account.

Carlisle Cullen proudly mentions the efforts Edward has taken to make this event possible which earns a well-deserved applause. I can almost feel people from all directions staring at our table where a chair sits empty. The shiny white place card with Edward's name is upside down which makes me sigh.

I swing my head to the right and find Rosalie venomously staring at me. I frown and look back at the stage where Jane Platt is cracking a joke at Alex's expense. When she stops talking, her eyes meet mine, and she gives me a big grin. I furiously blush and return her smile.

The speech ends as they mention to everyone to have a great time; dance, have fun and do their bit for the charity.

A polite applause follows and I laugh at Alex's half-asleep expression. He abruptly stands up startling me and I turn to find his mother walking our way.

"Bella! It's so lovely to meet you again, dear." She kisses me on both cheeks and pulls me for an expected hug. I blush and hug her back. I love her already.

"You too, Ms. Platt."

She releases me. "Call me Jane, Bella. That is a beautiful gown. You look radiant."

I blush deeper and meekly nod. "Thank you."

"Alex, aren't you going to introduce me to your date?" I hear a curious voice ask which almost makes my breathing falter. Esme Cullen.

"Of course," Alex beams at her and I walk over to stand by his side. "Bella, this is my aunt, Esme Cullen. Aunt Esme, this is my friend Bella Swan."

I nervously smile and shake hands with her. Her smile is very pleasant and I try to relax myself. "It's nice to meet you, Bella. I have been looking forward to meeting you. Alex and Alice seem very relaxed in your company. I'm glad."

I smile shyly and nod. "It's great to meet you too, Mrs. Cullen."

"If it wasn't for you, by this point, Alex and Alice would be hunting the place down to look for a basket of goodies," Jane mentions and I look at the neighboring table and find a beautiful silk wrapped bag of goodies kept right next to the crystal candelabra. It looks so elegant.

"Well, you keep chocolate eggs from the Easter basket." Alex remarks with a hint of a glare on his face.

Jane chuckles and retorts sharply. "Well, you would've had the chance to eat the eggs from the Easter basket if you and Alice hadn't ripped open the basket and made a mess last year."

"We weren't that bad." Alice mutters and turns her attention to Mrs. Cullen.

"Alice, honey you look absolutely beautiful." Mrs. Cullen gives Alice a tight hug who grins at her. They pull back and her mother inspects the earrings she is wearing. "Oh dear, you should've worn the earrings I suggested to you. Anyway, I want you to bid on a necklace for yourself. You can wear it for your upcoming show, alright?"

"Yes, mom." Alice's face visibly falls, and she nods, avoiding eye-contact with her mother.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to see to a few other guests. It was great to meet you, Bella." She smiles and walks away from us.

Alice turns to Jane who gives her a kind smile. "Why does she always do that?"

"Oh, honey. It's okay. And you look wonderful." She hugs her aunt tightly.

"Thank you!"

Esme Cullen seems like a great person. Alice clearly doesn't seem like her biggest fan. Maybe it's because Edward has been so distant with his parents which is why Alice behaves the same way. I'm sure his mom can find a better way to show how much she loves them.

I watch Jane speaking with Emmett and Rosalie—who is surprisingly polite and easygoing with her. Her eyes light up when Jane compliments her clothes and I roll my eyes. She likes to be praised. Great. I find more things that I like about her…not!

Alex excuses himself from everyone and I accompany him to meet a couple. I stay close to him because I have never been to such a lavish event before and it's hard not to be intimidated. Alex introduces me to numerous people whose names I'll probably forget.

I am surprised how enthusiastic and cheerful Alex is as he speaks with so many people. He speaks with the mayor, the senator and many other political members who are attending. Alex also introduces me to a couple of authors, movie celebrities and businessmen from around the state. A part of me misses Edward every time somebody asks about his absence.

A while later, a group of people enter the room and I smile when I spot Kate looking beautiful in a tight black gown. I watch the other Directors mingle with the crowd as Kate walks over to where Alex and I stand.

"He scheduled a meeting on a Sunday!" Kate says loudly and I sigh.

"I understand, Kate but I guess the work was important." Alex mentions kindly and she rolls her eyes before giving him a big grin.

"Bella! You look lovely!" We share a quick hug and exchange pleasantries.

"Where's Edward?" I finally ask the question that has been on the tip of my tongue all night.

"Edward went home and sent us in the company car so we could be here on time."

"Oh." Is my smart reply.

"I'm supposed to meet Alice. If you'll excuse me."

"I guess you're winning the bet." Alex sighs with disappointment and I manage a weak smile.

"I have been thinking about our proposition."

"Nothing that'll embarrass me?"

"I'll think about it." He laughs and offers a nod.

"I still can't believe he is missing this. Everyone is asking for him, plus I wanted to dance with you."

"We can still dance." I shrug.

He rolls his eyes. "It's a different feeling after you win a bet. There is victory in the air."

"You are so dramatic." I straighten out his bowtie.

"Let's take our seats before Alice drags us to the auctioned items."

"Is it crowded?"

"No. Alice is unstoppable." I chuckle.

Sounds about right.

"So Bella, tell me something about yourself." Esme Cullen asks as she takes a seat in Edward's chair while Jane occupies Emmett's vacant seat.

"Bella works in a bookstore." Rosalie informs her coldly and I sigh softly.

"I own the bookstore." I mutter politely and Mrs. Cullen nods.

"That's interesting. Maybe Jane and I will drop by someday."

Jane pipes in. "Actually Es, I've been there before. It's a beautiful store. You'll love it."

I send a smile in Jane's direction and try not to feel claustrophobic being around so many people. Or maybe it's just Rosalie's vibes that are making me feel this way. I try to concentrate on U2's One playing on the sound system. The lights have dimmed to a pale pink glow and the people around us are engaged in small talk.

"So this is your first time attending the fundraiser?" Mrs. Cullen asks and I nod.

"Yes and I am having a great time. It must have taken a lot of effort to put on this event."

"Well, thank you Bella. And it did," She chuckles softly. "My son tirelessly helped us." She boasts with delight and I offer a generous smile.

Rosalie slams her wine glass on the table; which makes Alex and Alice stop talking. Mrs. Cullen and Jane look at her with shock and I brace myself for what's coming.

"You don't have to tell her about your son," Rosalie sends a chilling smile my way. "She knows him. A little better than you think she might. They are very close friends."

"Are they?" Mrs. Cullen seems genuinely piqued about it. "Where did you two meet?"

Jane speaks up before I do. "Well, you remember the books you loved that Edward gave you for your birthday? Bella helped him choose them. You know he can't really pick out books as great as those are."

When did Edward mention so much about me to Jane?

Mrs. Cullen smiles at me but her smile doesn't reach her eyes this time. "I believe something about that came up when I went to his office. He clearly needs help with," She pauses and takes a deep breath. "Making choices. Sometimes he makes very wrong decisions for himself but I'm here to help."

Her green eyes pierce into mine as I comprehend the undertone in her voice as she stares at me. I look away and Alex gives my hand a comforting squeeze. I nod at him. Rosalie has a smug smile on her face and she looks very satisfied after ruining the one good moment I was having with Mrs. Cullen.

"It's best to take risks sometimes, Esme. They can be the best decisions one ever makes." Jane confidently states and I smile at her.

"Maybe." I agree, taking a sip of my champagne.

"Excuse me." Mrs. Cullen mutters hastily and stands up which causes Alex to stand as she leaves. I hear somebody calling to Jane and she gives me a comforting smile before she goes.

"Great," Rosalie sighs, shaking her head. "I'm stuck here with these three."

"Then you had better fuck off." Alice snaps at her which thankfully makes her leave the table.

Alice gives me a splitting grin and folds her hands on her lap. "Bella, do you like shopping?"

"Not really, I'm not a shopping kind of person."

She gasps with horror. "Oh my god! You did not just say that! We'll make plans to go shopping soon! Who doesn't like shopping?" She mutters the latter part to herself and I helplessly smile at Alex, who chuckles.

"You'll get used to her."

About a second later, I hear the sound of chaos from the entrance of the room. I crane my head and find people curiously gazing in the same direction as me. I see a group of people gathered but the crowd slowly dissipates.

Alex smirks at me and I chuckle.

"Oh you just know it when Edward Cullen enters a room."

Really? My heart skips a beat and I fidget with the clutch in my hand. Out of my periphery, Alice enthusiastically bounces on her tiptoes and I shake my head. She is way too zealous for her own good. It takes ten minutes for her excitement to die down as Edward is talking to a lot of people on his way to our table.

Alex snorts looking at me.

"Why the hell are you so nervous? Come on, I think you need a drink."

"Please."

I stand up and accompany Alex to the open bar where he hands me a glass of wine. I take an inviting sip and gaze at the table I was previously sitting at. I frown when I don't see Alice. I spot her on the edge of the center of the stage as her eyes are smiling at someone.

Edward is heatedly discussing something with the M.C—who looks ready to pass out at any second from the death glare sent his way. Alice marches over to her brother whose scowl is replaced with a breathtaking smile as he turns to his sister. He envelopes her in a tight hug and I smile watching their sweet exchange.

Alice grabs his hand and leads him off the stage so he will stop yelling at the M.C. about something. Edward looks nothing less than spectacular. His messy copper hair, sexy smile, and crisp tuxedo easily make him the handsomest man in the room.

Alice turns her head in our direction and grins at me as she continues speaking with her twin. Edward stares at her before trailing his eyes to where Alex and I are. My face instantly heats up when I watch his eyes widen by a fraction and he mouths something under his breath. My knees almost buckle staring at his scorching look and I let out a shaky sigh.

I wish I could kiss him right now.

EDWARD

My eyes flicker over to the men lewdly ogling Bella as she stands next to Alex holding a drink in her hand. Fuck, she looks beautiful tonight; so ravishing and irresistible. Her gold gown perfectly hugs her curves and the matching earrings look stunning. And I was planning to miss the event? I am an idiot.

I am almost two hours late and tired as hell but I feel at peace just staring at her gorgeous face. Her brown eyes stare at me with a dazed expression and I wonder what is going on in her head. I hope she knows she is gathering everyone's attention with her exquisite looks. I can hear Alice babbling by my side but I ignore my sister and continue to gaze at Bella.

A tentative smile generates on my lips and Bella instantly returns my smile. Our moment lasts for about a minute before Alex whisks her away and my eyes follow them until they disappear in the throngs of people.

"Alex is getting on my nerves." I mutter and Alice chuckles next to me.

"Don't get so possessive. Bella is Alex's date."

I shake the cloud of doubt away and Alice hugs me again. I laugh and kiss her hair.

"You look beautiful, Alice."

She squeals in my arms before pulling back. "Thank you!"

My eyes wander along the people present and find a couple of familiar faces eagerly smiling at me. I offer polite smiles and gaze at Alice again—who is glaring at me.

"No! You are not chatting with people you don't care about. Come on; let's go look at the items up for auction. Are you planning to buy something?"

"I'm not so sure," I murmur and find mom speaking with Dr. Kross and his wife. "Wait, I need to speak with mom about something."

"Do you know how horrendous I look because I'm not wearing the earrings mom suggested?" Alice mutters curtly and I wind my arm around her tiny shoulders.

"I get it. I'll go later. Should we wait here?" Until Bella comes over.

"I don't think that's a good idea. Rosalie will come over."

I chuckle. "Let's bid on something then. Come on."

Alice and I make our way through the crowd and get stopped by four people on the way. Alice is fuming with annoyance by the time we reach the glass double doors that lead into the auction.

"You really need to wear a mask next time."

I roll my eyes and the guards open the doors for us to step inside the room. The loud chatter from the other room is inaudible and the soft murmur of people in the room where the auction items are located is all that I can hear. I smile hearing the soft piano chords playing in the background and I don't have enough time to acknowledge the music as Alice drags me somewhere else.

"Ooh! Trip to Paris!" Alice happily squeals and reads the details of the voyage sponsored by a travel company. I watch her scribble an amount on the bid sheet before she grins at me.

We browse over the other items up for bid and I frown when I come across a name on one of the bid sheets. Raymond, Tuscan & Lee Architecture. My eyes fall on the item and I sigh softly. Does Alistair Raymond really think he can buy a fucking yacht at my fundraiser? I told mom that he wasn't to be invited. God, she is really infuriating sometimes.

I walk over to the representative presiding over the silent auction. He straightens out his tie and nods at me.

"Good evening, Mr. Cullen. May I help you with something?"

"Yes," I grab the bid sheet and hand it to him. "Scratch out this architecture firm from the bidders' list. Every single item they've bid on. I don't want Raymond, Tuscan & Lee Architecture to bid on anything. Am I clear?"

"Yes, sir."

I turn to my sister who is eyeing a silver watch exhibited inside a glass case.

"Alice, excuse me for a moment. I need to have an urgent word with mom." I hurriedly whisper as she stares at my frantic expression before nodding her head.

I crane my neck and try to find out if Alistair is in the room trying to ruin my evening. I politely smile when Alex's friends give me a wave. Somebody stumbles right into me and I know it's a woman. I twist my arms locking it around her waist to help her stand. I don't need to suspect who can be the clumsiest woman in this room. There is just one.

"Oh Bella," I chuckle and color rises in her cheeks. "You really find the toughest spots to meet." I place my arm around her waist and pull her flush against me before anybody else can bump into her. I ensure the sleeves of her gown are adjusted and notice goosebumps rising on her skin.

"Hi." Bella breathes out and I grin at her.

"You look drop dead gorgeous, Bella. Absolutely ravishing."

Her blush deepens, and she stares at me from under her eyelashes. "Thank you. You're not so shabby yourself."

I smile and tuck the errant piece of hair behind her ear. "Where are you going? I thought you came with Alex."

"I couldn't keep up with him and he went in some other direction."

"Did you like the items up for auction?"

Bella sheepishly smiles at me. "Um, I haven't had a good look at them. I have been searching for Alex."

"Come on, let me show you."

I fold an arm around her waist and lead her to the closest item which happens to be a painting.

"Breezing up by Winslow Homer," Bella murmurs and quietly stares at the painting. "It's beautiful."

"It's a marine art, depicting the American Realism art movement from the 1800s."

"I've read about it. American Realism attempted to portray the exuberance of the life of ordinary Americans."

"Hmm, the figurative American landscape," I add and she smiles at me. "Do you want it?" I ask softly and she chuckles before shaking her head.

"I appreciate the offer but no thank you."

I place a kiss on her cheek and we move on to the next item which is an abstract statue from the mid-80s. Bella cringes staring at the unearthly design and I laugh taking in her expression. I look up and find the volunteer in charge of the particular exhibit ogling Bella. I give him a hard stare and he nervously looks away.

"Not one person has stopped staring at you, Bella."

Bella blushes and turns to face me as a smile tugs on her lips. She glances around and shakes her head.

"They're just staring because they want to talk to you. I can already see a man walking our way." She mutters and moves on to the next item.

"Mr. Cullen?" I internally groan but plaster a smile on my face before swiveling in the familiar man's direction.

"Mr. Berty, how have you been?" I shake hands and clasp Bella's hand in mine just as I sense her walking away from me. I keep her by my side as I make a small talk as two more people engage in a discussion about the fundraiser and my upcoming project in Dubai.

"Shall we continue?" Bella asks after the fifth person leaves. I smile staring at her bright brown eyes. She looks like an angel tonight. "What?"

"Nothing, let's continue."

"Oh my god," I mutter under my breath when I see the next item up for bid that is covered with a cloth. I glare at the volunteer who leans in my direction.

"What the hell is this doing here? I thought I had made my instructions about this perfectly clear." I hiss and the girl volunteer audibly gulps.

"Mrs. Cullen and Ms. Platt decided to uh keep it under wraps but on display."

I roll my eyes heavenwards and shake my head. "My apologies. I wasn't aware."

Bella tugs on my hand and I glance at her. "Why is this one closed?"

"Because it's sold, and no one is supposed to see it. But, my mother and aunt want to generate some kind of mystery over the fucking item which is why it is here."

"So that people will ask about it?" I nod and she chuckles. "So, what's in it?"

I laugh and shake my head. This is exactly what my mom and Aunt Jane wanted; people to find out how extravagant the item is. "I can't tell you that."

"Who bought it?"

"I can't tell you that either."

"Please? At least tell me what's under there." She adorably pouts making me sigh. I snap my fingers and the volunteer removes the covers off the glass box.

Bella gasps and covers her mouth with her hand as she stares at it. I watch her taken aback expression in the glass reflection and it appears like Bella is the one wearing the necklace. It seems perfect.

"I think it's the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen. What's it called?"

"It's the De Beers' Marie Antoinette Necklace."

"No wonder it's already sold, wow." She marvels with shock.

"You really liked it, huh?" I envelope my arms around her waist and she nods.

"Who wouldn't? And don't you know Cullen that diamonds are a girl's best friend?"

I laugh at that. "Alright, Marilyn."

"How many carats does it have?" She mutters to herself and the volunteer hearing that, dictates the features of the necklace.

"The necklace is set in platinum, has 181 one carat diamonds, and the center diamond is an 8-carat white diamond. The sparkling diamonds include 1.84 carats of pink diamonds and two yellow diamonds at 5.24 and 7.06 carats each."

Bella grins at her. "And how much did it sell for?"

The volunteer briefly looks at me and I tightly shake my head.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. The bidding price is to be kept confidential." Bella suddenly turns to me.

"You told her not to tell me, didn't you?"

"Did you see me talk?"

Bella just rolls her eyes. "Anyway," She grabs my hand in hers and we scoot to our left. "Aren't you bidding on anything?"

"What do you think I should get?" I whisper against her cheek and she blushes, looking around.

"Uh, I saw something about a yacht before."

Oh fuck! How the fuck did I forget that I need to speak with my mom about Alistair Raymond? I gaze at Bella and realize it flew out of my mind the minute my eyes fell on her. God, she can easily distract me.

"I already have one." I murmur and she giggles.

"Of course you do. What's it called?"

I frown. "Does it matter?"

"Yes, it's important."

"Okay. It's called Serenidad," She bites her bottom lip thoughtfully. "It's Spanish for serenity."

"Oh, I wasn't expecting that."

"What were you expecting?"

"Something along the words of Chicago."

I laugh and feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn with a smile on my face which gradually disappears. I try to recall her name but I don't seem to remember. I think it's Casey or Lena or something.

"Oh Lucy, hi again." Bella says with a hostile smile and I nod. She's right, it's Lucy. Maybe Alice introduced Bella to her friends. I couldn't be happier that Alice has taken such a liking to Bella.

"Hi, Bella. Edward, how are you? You look very handsome tonight." Her suggestive smile makes her look creepier and I clear my throat. I'm really going to throw her out this time if she gets drunk and tries to kiss me again.

"I'm fine, Lucy. I take it you've been introduced to Bella." I snake my arm around Bella and pull her warm body closer to mine.

"Yes, we've met."

Bella gives me a cute smile. "Alice mentioned to her friends that I'm your date. Lucy was very curious about your dating life." Oh.

"Well, that puts her unwanted interest about my private life to rest then," I play along and Lucy mumbles something under her breath and distastefully stares at Bella. "Doesn't Bella look beautiful tonight?" I ask Lucy and place a kiss on Bella's forehead. Alice's friend excuses herself and scurries away from us.

I watch the press photographers stepping inside the room with security and sigh softly.

"We'll have to speed up. The room is going to get crowded with the photographers coming in."

"Angela is also here." Bella grins at me and I smile.

"You ought to introduce us then. I don't think the press will be here for long."

She frowns but nods. "Okay."

"And dinner will be served shortly. We scheduled the dinner for a little late this time because things became chaotic with the auction last year."

"I'm getting very hungry. I haven't had anything to eat since lunch."

"Didn't you have the appetizers they're serving outside?"

"Um, no. I didn't notice them."

"You should've asked Alice about food," I mutter and shake my head. "You should take care of yourself, Bella. Come on, you need to eat."

"I want to see the rest of the items up for bid."

I roll my eyes. "There are a couple of items of jewelry, some expensive watches, trip vouchers and other things. Let's go." I murmur and interlock our fingers before exiting the room.

Bella takes a deep breath when we are out of the crowded room and I lead her back to the table designated for us. I can see Rosalie's awful face as she speaks with mom. Alice is furiously typing on her phone and holding a sharp little stick in her other hand. She is definitely inhaling the appetizers being served; neither Alex nor Emmett is around. That's weird.

I gaze at Bella when she squeezes our interlocked fingers and find her nervously staring at the table. "You've been introduced?" I ask and she nods.

"Emmett seemed very fun, Dr. Cullen was kind to me as well but Rosalie was just plain spiteful."

"What about my mom?"

"She was fine until Rosalie told her I was your friend. Then she distanced herself," Bella gives me a sad smile and I sigh. "I wanted her to like me. She seems like a very nice person."

"She is. Just give her some time. I'm sure she'll warm up to you. If you really feel uncomfortable around her; don't worry. She isn't sitting at our table. And, you can ignore Rosalie just like everybody does."

"She won't let me. I met her for the first time tonight and I can't remember anybody being so… bitter to me without any reason."

Oh I know the reason very well.

"I'm here now. Don't worry." I whisper against her ear and she relaxes by me. I kiss the side of her head and we resume walking towards the table.

Three pairs of eyes turn to us and simultaneously trail to our interlocked fingers. Fuck. I should've clasped our hands more casually but Bella is tightly gripping mine and I don't want to let go. I ignore the perplexed-yet-inquisitive look mom is giving us as I pull out a chair for Bella. I make sure she is settled in before walking over to mom.

Mom seems taken aback that I'm voluntarily greeting her but her green eyes water as I tightly hug her.

"Hey, mom. You look beautiful." I peck her cheek and release her.

She laughs, brushing her hand against my bowtie. "Thank you, dear. You look very handsome as well. But why on Earth are you so late? People have been asking about you."

"My meeting ended late, and I had to change. Anyway, I'm here now."

"You are," Mom grins at me and her smile turns bittersweet. "I'm really glad you came, Edward. And not leaving ten minutes after arriving like you normally do."

"Mom," I roll my eyes. "I won't leave."

Her green eyes flicker over to Bella for a fraction of a second before she nods at me. "I know you won't."

"Where's dad?"

"Carlisle is catching up with some of his friends. Emmett is somewhere as well. Why don't you go mingle too?"

I sigh and shake my head. "I'm really tired. I'd rather stay here. I could use some time to sit before people come over to talk."

"Okay," Mom leans in closer and I frown. "Is this the girl we talked about at your office?" I nod. "You know what I've told you about girls like her, don't you?"

Her words from a month ago echo in my head.

"Then I'll say you're writing yourself a play. I know you would never do that. Plus, if you did I'm sure she'd be a gold digger who would get pregnant and ask for half of your money to take care of the child."

"How can I forget?" I smile tightly and bury my hands in my pockets.

"Edward, don't do this. Please. I don't want to see you hurt." Mom begs me and I stare into her green eyes.

"You don't know that I am going to get hurt."

"Oh, but I do," She takes my right hand in both of hers. "You've been through enough these past eight years. You've given up a lot of things which in turn broke you. We know the Denalis won't hurt you. Tanya wouldn't hurt you."

"Hurt is a very strong emotion, mom. You don't know the gut wrenching pain I feel knowing I can't be with the person I want to be with." I quietly whisper and mom stares at me with an unreadable expression on her face.

"I know her kind. This is all just for publicity and money. She is trying her hand with you and Alex at the same time."

I glare at her and push her hands away from me. "You don't know her. You don't know the Denalis either."

My eyes fall on Rosalie who was obviously watching our exchange, and she smirks at me. I glower at her and take a seat next to Bella.

"Is everything okay?" Bella asks softly and her brown eyes look concerned. I smile and find a waiter approaching our table with a tray in his hands.

"Yes, I'm fine. I think you ought to eat something."

"Ooh, you should have the bloody mary shrimp cocktail." Alice says animatedly and lifts two porcelain spoons off the tray. Bella finishes her bite-sized appetizer and chuckles, tipping her head towards me.

"I'm glad I was able to finish it on my own." She whispers making me laugh.

"Do you want to skip the event and go back to your apartment and have pizza? We can do that." I whisper back and she blushes, staring at the table setting in front of her.

"If it means that I don't have to use this cutlery then sure," She points to the four wine glasses on the table. "Four knives and four forks; what are these for? In a simpler time, there were only two knives and two forks." She says in a panic-stricken voice to me and I sigh.

"It's not a big deal," I stroke her cheek. "If Alex can do it, so can you."

Bella giggles softly and her shoulders relax as she nods. I smile and rise when mom leaves the table with a displeased expression. Rosalie loudly scoffs and I roll my eyes. She has no friends and of course she is sitting here all alone.

"What's the matter with you now?" I roughly ask and she smiles at me.

"It's sad to watch Bella flirt with you."

"You should probably stick that smile up your ass and get the fuck away from here. Go stick with your husband." I mutter and she stomps away from the table.

Alice sips her wine and turns to us. "You two should dance before dinner begins. Rosalie will be back anytime." Bella blushes shyly and I shut Alice up with a hard look.

We fall into an easy conversation after that and people start taking their seats after the emcee announces that dinner is served. I read the menu and check the first course. Golden Gazpacho Served In "Shot Glasses" with Crab And Mango Salad.

Slow jazz music fills the room and I sit a chair away from Bella as Alex will be sitting next to her. Just what I want; being sandwiched between Alex flirting with Bella and well… Rosalie. Alex gives me an enthusiastic wave when he approaches our table which makes a couple of people turn to look my way.

I roll my eyes but give him a brief hug before we take our seats. Alex gives me a big ass smile when he cranes his neck to find Rosalie sitting next to me. I shake my head before he can comment on it. The waiters serve the first course and I concentrate my attention on my food.

"Edward, how is your project coming along?" My fork hangs mid-air and I turn to find my brother talking to me. It's Emmett. I grin at him.

"It's going great! I'll be leaving for Dubai next week with a couple of my Directors to get a head start on things."

"There is news going around about a feud with another construction company."

I clear my throat. "Yes, we've taken care of that. We're implementing a new strategy come October. How about your firm? And oh, I hear Maggie is single again."

"You do, huh?" Emmett teases me with a sly smile. "You always had a thing for her."

I beam at him. "I thought she was my soulmate until I lost her four months ago."

Rosalie gasps next to me. "You are a fucking douchebag for sleeping with some woman behind my best friend's back."

"What?" I frown and stare at her annoying face. "Why can't you let me have a peaceful conversation with someone?"

"Well, when you act like a cheating idiot, I need to speak on Tanya's behalf."

I scowl at Rosalie. "Maggie is an Andrew Dickson long nosed putter that has been a part of our golf family for five years. I lost it to dad when he beat me at a game. Your stupid husband named it Maggie because it was his sixth-grade crush that broke his heart," I turn to Emmett. "Which makes no sense whatsoever."

"I second that." Alex mutters next to me and I chuckle.

"Fuck you both." Emmett snaps and stuffs his face with more food.

That's it. My conversation has ended thanks to my sister-in-law. I drink some wine and feel someone's eyes on me. I twist my head and find Bella staring at me. I guess she saw the exchange. Bella smiles at me and I momentarily forget about everything and smile back.

Alice and Alex slowly eat the salad course after it's served. Bella is the first person at the table to finish her salad and nibbles on a piece of baked bread. Her eyes meet mine and I smile at her. I've done nothing but stare at her all night. God, I'm pathetic. Her smile disappears, and she suddenly turns her head away from me.

I find out the reason when I turn and find Rosalie glaring in her direction. Rosalie tilts her head to me and speaks in a low voice so that I am the only person who can hear.

"I'll have you know Edward that you are going to marry Tanya. No matter what happens. Don't get any ideas in your head about having a fling with that penniless tramp. Do you hear me?"

I try to control the rage as I painfully clench my fists. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes, I smile at my sister-in-law.

"It's funny, I was thinking about you the other day," I whisper and she frowns. "There were three files in my office labelled with your name. I can't believe it's been four years already. You wouldn't want me to tell everyone, would you?"

Rosalie's red-rimmed blue eyes meet mine, and she pins me with an icy stare. "You promised you wouldn't speak about that to anyone." She says through gritted teeth and I snort.

"I don't like to keep family secrets, Rose. You better keep your thoughts about Bella to yourself if you don't want that to happen."

"You value your family's reputation way too much to ruin it by telling about me." My eyes blaze with anger at hearing the arrogance in her voice.

"I don't value my family's reputation as much as I hate you," I whisper in a chilling voice and fear generates in her posture as her eyes stare at me. I continue.

"Mark my words; one cold night will come when you'll be peacefully sleeping at home believing nothing can go wrong in your life while your husband will be finding out who the person behind the loving exterior really is. You'll find yourself in a room full of familiar faces you've known for so long but they'll all loathe you. And you'll be alone. All. Alone. And no matter where you run, your treacherous past will haunt you."

I sit up straight and watch Rosalie slowly losing all the color in her face as she registers the threat behind my words. That'll keep her off Bella's back. And maybe knock some sense into her so she will tell Emmett the truth.

Alex clears his throat and snaps me out of my reverie. "Edward, switch places with me. I think it'll take the heat off. I hate awkward tension."

I happily sit next to Bella and the scent of strawberries assaults my senses. Bella gazes at me with a hint of anxiety on her face. She places her hand on my knee and I smile.

"You seem very tense." How can anyone say such vile things about her? She has the purest heart of anyone I have ever met.

"Everything is fine," I stroke her cheek and she blushes. "Smile for me," And she does. "See? So much better."

"When can I go home?" Bella tiredly asks and I laugh.

"Oh Bella. It's going to be a long night."

"… and I was researching about it for the last two years so it completely baffled me to see the same painting here. I just didn't give it a thought as I bought it…" I let the throaty voice of some bestselling author become a light buzz to my ears as I keep nodding.

My eyes race over his shoulder and I see Bella talking to a brunette—who is holding a camera in her hands. Ah, it must be Angela. Bella catches my eye and waves me over to her. I smile back and nod.

I excuse myself, saunter in her direction and get myself a glass of wine on the way. I'm glad Bella looks more relaxed and happy since dinner is over. It's probably because Rosalie stopped her snide comments and my mother hasn't been around.

"I think Alice is rubbing off on you." I comment softly and Bella rolls her eyes.

"Her excitement is on a whole other level."

I chuckle. "Yes, that's true."

"Anyway," She grins, turning to her friend. "Edward, this is Angela Weber. Angela, this is Edward Cullen."

"Angela, it's lovely to meet you." I smile warmly and frown when her mouth hangs open for a couple of seconds.

"Hi, Mr. Cullen. It's wonderful to meet you too." Angela says nervously and I chuckle.

"Edward, please. And I've heard a lot about you."

Her cheeks turn pink and she nods at me. "I can say the same about you."

"Really?" I look at Bella who is furiously blushing. "All good I hope?"

"Believe me." Angela mutters under her breath and I chuckle. Bella flushes scarlet and I pull her to my side.

"Don't worry, Bella. I say nice things about you as well." I whisper and she chuckles.

"Do you skip the part where I fall on a flat surface?"

"Sometimes." I smile at her and she smiles back. She is so beautiful.

"So Edward, did you bid on any big items tonight?" Angela asks and I resume speaking with her. She leaves ten minutes later and when I finally have a moment alone with Bella; Alex whisks her away. Damn.

A couple of department directors from the office chat with me until I politely excuse myself to go and have a drink. I need a strong drink if I am going to survive tonight. I order a Scotch at the open bar and lean against a bar stool as I try to locate my family members. I have a couple of tasks to do.

I have to talk to mom about Alistair Raymond—the biggest douchebag in the world—who was invited tonight, keep Rosalie away from Bella, talk to dad about his investment with the Denalis, oh, meet Aunt Jane and stay away from Alice's friends.

I peacefully enjoy my drink for thirty seconds before somebody walks over to chat with me. They all have very precise, repetitive questions. When I try to conclude a conversation with someone, another person strolls over to me. I drink my Scotch and patiently converse with them.

A woman named Mary is the last person who is left who wants to speak to h me. She doesn't speak as much as she frequently touches my arm. She is a television personality and I hear her droning on about her shooting schedule which I don't give a fuck about.

My eyes search for Bella and I find her standing huddled up to Alex with a glare on her face. She is arguing about something with him but he is being very adamant. She lets out a defeated sigh and I watch her climbing up the steps to the dance floor with him. I chuckle. Bella hates dancing.

"... so are you free after the fundraiser? We could take a drive." I turn my attention to Mary and offer a kind smile.

"I'm sorry, Mary. I have plans." I decline politely and she hands me her card before leaving. I roll my eyes and tear the card into pieces as I watch Alex and Bella dance.

I haven't felt this resentful or envious before. They are laughing and enjoying themselves. It should be me dancing with her. I know they are just friends but it still makes me jealous. They dance for two songs and Bella becomes distracted after that.

Alice skips over to the center of the stage with some guy and they start dancing. Bella suddenly stiffens, I can feel it. Her fingers turn shaky and she stops dancing at once. Her breathing visibly falters and her eyes grow wide with trepidation. I follow her gaze and all the air leaves my body.

"Bella, is everything okay?" I ask softly and she nods.

"It's nothing, just that name…" She shakes her head nervously and clutches my arm.

"What happened?"

"It's not the time. Maybe later, I'll tell you."

"Bella, don't cry. He isn't coming into the apartment. Trust me."

"I'm sorry. It's just that I've been through something very similar in the past and it took me years to get over it."

"Edward," Bella sighs softly and I frown. Her hands clutch my jacket desperately in her sleep. I stroke her cheek and fear shadows over her peaceful features. "Edward… James… Stop" What?

"Who is James?" She stiffens and her stance turns rigid.

"I-I said his name?"

"Yeah." And also mine.

"I don't want to talk about it right now."

James Smith. It's the same James who works for me. Son of a bitch, I should've figured this out sooner. I watch that fucker smirk at Bella as he chugs down the drink in his hands. Bella cringes and a tear trails down her cheek.

Bella frantically looks around the room before her eyes lock with mine. I gaze at her beautiful face and she tightly nods at me. I turn to put the glass down and James is nowhere in sight when my eyes fall on the stage again.

Alex is speaking to Bella as he leads her to our table and I hope she can go back to her happy self if I keep James miles apart from her. I need to know what happened with Bella concerning James because she is terror-stricken about him. And if I find out something wrong about him, he's out of my office.

I need more alcohol if I'm going to survive the next three hours.

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