Here is the chapter from the past a lot of you have been waiting for. Don't hate me too much at the end.

One year ago…

Edward POV

I am so glad I got out of my old job working for Aro, but sometimes being a professor isn't much better. The dean of the college rides my case almost as much as Aro did. Luckily, he's easy to appease and will back off, but I'm also still working for Aro on the side. I haven't told Bella that I'm still doing jobs for him because I know would be livid with me. I hate that man and everything that he stands for, but I want Bella and Nessie to have that money. He pays very well and usually isn't that bad.

Now I just report to him with pieces every so often, nothing on a regular basis. If a client comes in and personally requests me, Aro will call and I'll report back to him with progress. He isn't the easiest man to get away from.

My last class of the day ended and I began packing up the few items I had so I could get home. I sighed at the thought of going home. Bella is perfect, don't get me wrong. I just wish sometimes that things were easier between us. She isn't as open with me anymore, and I really don't know what I did. Bella used to look at me like I hung the moon, but now she looks at me the same way she does everyone else. It's like the magic that was between us has just gone out.

My phone buzzed on the desk and I saw Aro's name flashing. I picked up the phone, "Hello, Aro. What do you need?"

"Got a client here asking for you. Get down here."

I told him that I would be there shortly before I hung up. I quickly sent Bella a text and told her that I had to run by the store for a few things before heading home and asked if she needed anything.

I got in my car and made my way to Aro's building. It wasn't big, but the inside was luxurious. Aro didn't care about spending money to make his clients comfortable as they waiting and listened to their personal compositions. I opened the doors to find Aro waiting in the lobby with the new client that I'm assuming requested me.

She stood up at my arrival and turned, extending a hand. "Edward? It's so wonderful to meet you. Aro has promised me much from you. I'm Victoria."

I reached out and shook her hand before Aro began going over the contract with her. Now, I am fully aware that I'm a happily married man, but this woman was literally sex on legs. She was the complete opposite of my Bella, and I think that's what shocked me about her. I had never truly met a woman so opposite of her. Victoria's hair was bright red, curly, and very long. Her eyes were a shocking green and she had on dark red lipstick that made her lips that much more pronounced. She wore an emerald green dress that clung to her like a second skin, cut very low in the front, not leaving much to the imagination with all of her curves. She had on sky-high black stilettos that made her that much more fantasy-like.

I was brought back to the world when I heard Aro mention my name. "And Edward here will work personally with you one hour, two days a week until you feel the piece is perfected."

Victoria nodded in approval as her eyes trailed over my body, "And if I want to make the time more than that, Aro?"

I shook my head before Aro could answer, "That's all you get. One hour Tuesday and one Thursday. That's it."

Victoria pursed her lips at my answer, then broke into a sly smirk, "Then I guess we will just have to make the most of our time together, won't we, Edward?"

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I started meeting with Victoria on a regular basis to work on her piece. Every time, she wore something just as tight and revealing as she did at our first meeting. Victoria wanted a piece that was sensual and smooth; it wouldn't be anything too difficult and I just wanted to be finished soon. I had a large portion completed by our third meeting, but Victoria claimed to not like any of it, so I would have to start over.

It was our fifth week meeting together when I walked into the studio with the renewed piece and sat down at the piano to play it for her. Victoria's dress was extremely short and extremely revealing today, and I was just ready to leave and get back home to my wife. I began playing and was very aware of Victoria moving closer to me.

Victoria moved up behind and leaned over my shoulder, not touching me, to read the notes that I was playing on the piano. Her lips were right by my ear and I could feel her breath leaving her mouth. I leaned my head away to increase the space between us, but Victoria took it as a sign. Her hands immediately moved to my back, sliding around to my abs as her lips locked onto my neck.

I jumped up, breaking her contact with me. "What the hell, Victoria? I'm married."

Victoria stood up and smirked at my outburst, "I don't mind, Edward. She doesn't need to know."

"I'm not interested, Victoria. Either let me play the piece or I'm leaving."

Victoria watched me, her gaze hardening. She crossed her arms, causing her breasts to almost fall out of the dress she was wearing. She smirked again when she caught the small movement my eyes made to her chest. "Are you sure about that, Eddie?"

I gulped as she walked toward me, the smirk never leaving her face. "No, Victoria. We aren't doing this."

She giggled as she reached me, her hand coming to rest on the buttons of my shirt. Her lips were right by my ear as she whispered against my skin, "I won't tell a soul."

I closed my eyes as her hand quickly undid two of my buttons and slid in to move across my chest. I pushed her off of me, gently, and turned around, hands already pulling through my hair. This is wrong. So wrong. I need to go home to Bella. Now.

I turned and looked back at Victoria, who had moved back to sit on the large couch that all of the studios were furnished with to "keep the clients comfortable" as Aro always said. She watched me with a small smile on her face, condom already in her hand. She was the complete opposite of my wife. She went for what she wanted and took it. Bella always needed to be guided and reassured. I took a step toward the red-haired woman on the couch. I'm fucked.

Bella POV

I sighed, watching the clock. It's a Thursday, which means Edward has his extra night class at the school. I hate that they make him do these classes. I just want my husband home with me. I flipped through the channels and glanced at the clock again. What could possibly be taking him so long tonight? He's usually home by 10, but it was already 10:45.

Rosalie and Alice took me shopping earlier today because I wanted to surprise Edward and didn't know quite how to do it. I'm not good with anything sexy, but Rose is and Alice goes to a mall no matter the reason. Rosalie found a sheer blue lingerie set that I knew Edward would love. He tells me all the time that he loves me in blue. I was wanting to try it out tonight, but I got more nervous the longer Edward was at work. I don't usually do anything like this. I know he will love it though.

I went upstairs and put on the set, spinning in front of the mirror. I wished that I looked more like a model. I'm thin but so average. I turned, looking at myself from different angles, still not very sure what Edward saw in me that attracted him. It picked my hair up on top of my head, then let it fall. He likes my hair down much better.

I heard Edward's keys unlocking the door downstairs and I smiled, a blush already on my face, as I shouted downstairs, "I'm upstairs Edward!" I heard his briefcase land of the table by the door and his keys hit the island in the kitchen. When his footsteps started up the stairs, I laid across the bed, blushing even more.

Edward opened the door and froze. His eyes were ringed red, and I immediately jumped up, not knowing what was wrong. "Edward? Are you ok?"

Edward didn't move, and I went over to him. My mind went blank. I had no idea what was wrong with him. When I reached out to touch him, Edward moved away toward the bathroom. "I'm fine, Bella. I'm not in the mood tonight. Go to bed." He snapped as he closed the door.

I stood there, tears welling in my eyes. My mind ran through anything I could have done or forgotten today to cause this reaction, but I couldn't think of anything. I walked back over the mirror and took another look at myself. A couple tears fell before I ripped off the lingerie and put on my usual night clothes. I curled up in my side of the bed as I heard the shower turn on. That was the first night that I cried myself to sleep in our marriage.

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