Chapter 6
BPOV
As I woke up I felt cool arms around my waist, and stone chest under my cheek. When my eyes opened I was met with a gold chain, just in front of my nose.
"Good morning Piccolo."
I raise and turn my head towards the voice, and am met with crimson eyes that belong to Marcus.
"Hi Marcus." I say, my voice thick with sleep. "What time is it?"
Marcus looks to the left and back, before boring his eyes into mine.
"A little after eleven in the morning."
"I should get up then." I say lifting myself of Marcus. I look down to see I'm still wearing the clothes from yesterday.
"I had Heidi put some clothes for you in the front of my wardrobe."
Nodding, I got up and headed towards the wardrobe. As I looked through the clothes, all I could find was dresses, skirts and blouses. No jeans, plain shirts or any type of casual clothing. I groaned at this, and not soon after I heard Marcus behind asking what was wrong. I turned around to find Marcus close in front of me.
"What's wrong sweet?" Marcus asks again.
"Umm.." was all I could say as he began to stroke my neck. I was faintly aware of Marcus turning us so that my back was pressed against the wall, but my mind was too focused on what Marcus was doing on my neck to notice anything.
"Is something wrong with the clothing Isabella?" Marcus asks, whilst bringing his lips up to mine, brushing them teasingly.
"No, I was just wondering what was with all the dresses." I say, my breathing becoming irregular.
"Women are not meant to wear men's clothing. They should wear dresses which are made of the finest materials." Marcus says, kissing my face everywhere but my lips. When he finally kissed me properly, he kissed with such sweetness, it took my breath away. One of his hands was on the small of my back, while the other was stroking my back, running his fingertips up and down my spine.
We stay like this until a series of loud knocks on the bedroom door was heard. When Marcus pulls away, I sigh softly at the loss, causing him to smile softly, before promising me would continue later and walked out the wardrobe.
I got dressed quickly, picking a deep green dress with a sweetheart neckline and hugged my torso before flaring at hips and stopping at my knees.
I hurry out the wardrobe to find Aro and Marcus conversing quietly. They look up as I enter though, Marcus smiles taking in my appearance.
"Hello piccolo, that dress looks wonderful on you." he says, capturing my hands in his before bringing them to his lips to kiss.
"Well as much as I want leave you two, I need to talk to you Isabella." Aro says from behind Marcus. I blush and look down as Marcus laughs quietly as he wraps his arm my waist.
"Sorry brother." Marcus says.
"No worries brother, shall we sit so we may talk more comfortably?" Aro asks while moving to the study. Marcus nods pulling me along to sit in his lap on a large wingback chair. My heels barely reach his ankles. I blush when his arms wound themselves around my waist, pulling close to his chest.
"So what did you want to talk about Aro?" I ask looking into his crimson eyes.
"We have decided to throw a ball in honour of you and Marcus. As a celebration of him finding a love again." he explains, worry creeping into his eyes.
"Alright, a long as no one tries to eat me." I say jokingly.
"No one will harm you Isabella. However, there is one thing that you must know about this."
"What is it?" I ask, guessing what his answer will be.
"The Cullen's will be there."