Disclaimer: Still not mine.

This story is unbetaed. All mistakes are mine.

AN: I got all excited to post another chapter so here it is! I still have no regular posting schedule but I'll TRY to post as quickly as I can.

Chapter 2

Jasper POV

Bored. That is what I currently am. I am spending my night entertaining some Japanese VIPs that are affiliated with my legitimate business. Yes, I do have some legit businesses. The big ones mostly, like this casino and the hotels that I own. I found that I'm good in business and I decided to capitalize on that. Money is money, yeah? The more moolah you have, the more powerful you are. And honestly, this is what it's all about: power.

I am going to be the head of the family soon. I can't assume that position when I'm not powerful enough. I refuse to let the Whitlock name be a laughing stock. I know that we are currently the most powerful family in this coast. But I plan to expand. The sooner the better.

Ahh, these fucks are annoying. Do they really need me to babysit them? I check my watch. I already gave them an hour face time. Its socially acceptable to excuse myself now. As I am slowly standing up to excuse myself, Peter, my younger brother and right hand man, rushes to my side and excused me, saying its an emergency.

I hurried towards the exit where Peter is leading me. I didn't say anything until we are inside the car to make sure no one's listening.

"What is it?"

"It's Emmett. He got into an accident while racing with Jake for bragging rights or whatever then crashed his car."

"Is he alive?"

"Yes, fucker's lucky he doesn't even have a scratch. The other driver isn't though. Carlisle's checking her now."

"Who?"

"Civilian. Checked her IDs. Name's Isabella Marie Swan. Ran a check and she's clean."

I didn't say anything more after that. We hurried off to Emmett's to check on things. My youngest sister Rosalie must be going out of her mind about now. Her fool of a husband is all muscle no brains and often gets in trouble, though this is the first he took another with him. Why he thought its a good idea to race with Jake, the best driver in the family, I have no idea.

When we got there, Carlisle, the family doctor, is wrapping up and the girl is still unconscious. Rose is pacing near the bed and Emmett is quiet for once, sitting in the chair at the girl's bedside.

I observed the scene and when my eyes landed on the girl, my breath caught. Damn she's beautiful. Even knocked out with a bandage on her head, she look innocent and peaceful like.

The girl stirred and opened her eyes. She looked around, confused.

Carlisle is the first to speak.

"Hi. I'm Carlisle and I'm a doctor. How are you feeling?" Carlisle proceeded to check her out further now that she's awake.

"Like I'm hit by a truck."

I can't help but smirk at that one. Emmett flinched and continued looking at his feet.

"You're okay, I assure you." Carlisle finished his exam and used his soothing doctor voice to answer.

"Why am I here then? I'm not in a hospital and I don't know any of you."

"You were in an accident and they brought you home. I'm their family doctor. I stitched up the small wound from your head and everything's looking great. You do have a concussion though so I suggest take it easy for now. Do you have someone to stay with you?"

At that, the girl bit her lip and her eyes got teary.

"I don't have anyone anymore."

"Don't worry, You can stay here." Rose spoke for the first time.

"I don't want to put anyone out. And I can stay at the dorm. I also need to take care of my parent's funeral and I also need to attend my classes."

I saw Peter scrunch his forehead at that.

"What?"

"Remember the check I ran? She's not attending any classes and her folks died 8 years ago." He answered quietly.

Now its my turn to scrunch my forehead. Its a Whitlock thing. Why is she lying? I decided to see how far she'll go. Maybe she needs cash and saw her opportunity.

"What classes are you taking?"

"I'm taking Computer Technology at NYU."

"What are you doing in Atlantic City?"

"Huh? I haven't been to Atlantic City. I'm from Washington and I just got to New York last year. I haven't been anywhere else."

Now this lie is getting out of hand. But before my interrogation gets further, Carlisle stepped in.

"What is the last thing you remember?"

She looks to be thinking hard and finally answered. "I'm studying at my dorm for an upcoming test and I just got the call that my dad's car…" She trailed off and is visibly holding off her tears. She just got the call? Peter said her folks died 8 years ago.

"What is the date today?"

Confusion is now the prevalent expression on her face.

"November 8, 2010."

Everyone turned to look at her. Carlisle realized what happened and continued. Emmett is looking horrified by the minute.

"What is your name?"

"Bella Swan."

"How old are you?"

"19."

Well shit.