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If you don't know yet, I have another story I am writing while I am doing this. Having said that, I need to catch up on that story so I might not be able to post next Thursday for the next update (so sorry!). But I will try my best. Don't worry though, I will definitely be back the Thursday after that!

I would like to dedicate this chapter to my wonderful beta's:

Thaigher lillie - for adding some things that made this chapter better. Also for her suggestions that helped me in the revisions.

Tnkerbella671 - for revising this and reviewing for corrections that I may have overlooked, and most of all for always encouraging me.

*Thank you to the both of you for convincing me that this chapter was good.

So without further ado, here is the chapter where the identity of the girl from NY will be revealed.

Get to reading and hopefully you enjoy!

CHAPTER SEVEN

BPOV

The clicking of my heels against the pavement was audible as I made my way through the Roosevelt Avenue where Masen's apartment building was located. It was early afternoon and I just finished my afternoon chitchat with Lauren and Jessica, giving me extra time to make a surprise visit. I rounded the corner and made my way to the entrance of the building. I greeted the doorman warmly; he remembered me from my previous visits here and gave me a half smile.

I flipped my short blond hair as I returned the smile. I was grinning like a fool while I rode the elevator to the 25th floor where his apartment was located. Excitement was building inside me as I waited for the doors to open. This giddy feeling was making me kind of nervous since this was all new to me. He was not the first guy that showed interest in me, but he was the first that captured my attention romantically.

I adjusted my short skirt and my very tight blouse wanting to look fabulous for him in every way. I used the key that he gave me just yesterday and opened the door.

I surveyed the living room and found his leather jacket draped on the couch, which was a sure sign of his presence in the apartment. I heard soft music coming from his bedroom. I smiled. My steps quickened as I moved towards his room, already imagining him strumming his guitar along with the music. As I was halfway to the room, I heard a girl's voice, which stopped me dead in my tracks. No!

I took deep breaths to calm my now jumbled nerves; maybe it was just my imagination. I took the remaining steps to reach his opened bedroom door, and the sight made my whole world crumble.

There, lying on the bed was Masen with a woman straddled on top of him. She was naked except for a pair of tiny panties. He was nuzzling her neck as she giggled. They were completely oblivious of me standing there until I started gasping for air. The pain in my chest was like a boa constrictor wrapping around my neck, making it impossible to breathe. I slid down to the floor as I closed my eyes to calm my breathing. I embraced myself around my waist hoping for a little comfort that never came. The pain in my chest intensified, but I willed my panicked brain to settle so I wouldn't have a full-blown panic attack. When I opened my eyes, Edward was already wearing his pants with a scowl on his face.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He was advancing towards me, his eyes dark with rage.

I flinched at his harsh tone, but I stood up confidently. My anger was surpassing the panic that was fighting to attack me as I faced him. The anger was reflected on my face, but the treacherous tears were threatening to fall from my eyes.

"I wanted to fucking see you!" I spat at him. "But I guess you're busy with something else-" I looked at the girl still on top of Edward's bed "-or someone else!"

"It's none of your fucking business!" he boomed, his voice becoming louder with every word. "What do you want?"

My heart dropped. He didn't even care that I saw him with another girl.

"You're such a fucking asshole!" I hissed. I ran my hand through my bobbed hair. "Who's this bitch?" My voice cracked a little as I asked for confirmation. "Did you promise her the same things you promised me?"

His eyes lowered for a second before coming back to meet mine, eyes dark and deadly. "I didn't fucking promise you anything!" His brows arched in challenge.

"But-" I stuttered, feeling more of a fool than before. The sobs I was trying so hard to keep in were now coming out in small spurts.

"Fuck Isabella! You were just another conquest for me!" He was looking at me like I was a stupid little college girl, and at that moment I felt more than stupid. "Nothing more!"

"Oh my God!" I sobbed loudly. "You told me-"

"Shut the fuck up!" he interrupted. "You really are naïve if you believed everything I said." I didn't blink, absorbing all his insults as the fucking slut on the bed giggled lightly. "You were just another girl I wanted to fuck. Lucky for me, you wanted it, too." He smirked as he said that. "I was even entertained for a little while!"

I couldn't believe that this man in front of me was the same Masen I had been with for the last month.

"Besides, you can't blame me. You were flirting with me relentlessly," he added. I did not and he knew it. Fucking liar!

I closed my eyes, trying to block out everything he had just said as I took another deep breath. The tears I wanted to reign in were already pouring out of my eyes in torrents. I chanted a verse from one of my favorite books in my mind to mentally try and will the pain away temporarily. "Oh my God! I-I be… believed you. So fucking stupid of me. You were even my first!"

He just shrugged and that did it. I walked towards him and slapped him hard on the face. His jaw twitched as he looked at me with murder in his eyes. I raised my hand again, but he caught my wrist and held it long enough to say, "Strike me again and I will hit back!" His eyes were black, no hint of lying there.

I lowered my hand and spun around to leave. I angrily wiped the tears away, mortified that I was showing him how vulnerable I was.

"Isabella, don't forget to leave the key," he said in a low voice. I stopped walking as another confirmation of the end was made.

My hands were shaking as I fumbled through my bag to search for the key. My shoulders were heaving from the exertion of holding back the sobs. I threw it in his face when I found it. As I reached the door, I saw the Pride and Prejudice book that he bought for me a couple of days ago. I picked it up and threw it at him, only missing his face by inches. Not satisfied with that, I grabbed the vase that was on the table near me and hurled it at him, once again missing him. The vase crashed into a million pieces when it hit the wall behind the head of the bed.

"I hope you're happy with that slut!"

The girl I was talking about was now beside him, wrapped in the blanket. The last thing I saw before I turned to the door was his head being pulled down as the long strawberry blonde's head moved to capture his lips in a kiss.

It was that same bimbo standing in front of me. Her strawberry blonde hair was mocking me. She was the biggest reason I changed my hair back to my original hair color. I fucking hate blonde bitches! Well with the exception of Rosalie, of course.

She whispered something in Edward's ear and he smiled as he nodded. She continued to whisper, but then his smile turned into a frown. He said something inaudible from where I was standing and she let out a loud laugh.

I took a couple of steps forward before saying what was running through my head. My scowl was in place, both directed at the bimbo and Edward.

"What the hell is she doing here Edward?" I asked him scornfully. "Did you have to fucking bring her here?"

The woman did me a once over and smiled a wicked smile that I wanted to wipe off her face. She licked her red lips as she raised her eyes to mine, her brow still cocked high as she said in an amused voice, "She really is feisty!"

She then proceeded to move towards me. When she was standing a couple of steps in front of me, she put one hand on her hip as she took a long drag of the cigarette that she was holding on the other. She exhaled the smoke upwards, but her eyes never left mine.

"I just want you to know kid, that if you ever hurt my Edward, you're gonna answer to me!" Her Edward? Ha! Her voice was filled with iciness that I had no doubt she meant it. Her stare was meant to intimidate its recipient, but I was neither. I fucking wanted to stab a knife into her! My nose flared as my anger at what she said surfaced. Bitch!

"Being his wife won't stop me from fucking you up," she said in a sarcastic tone. "So don't' give me an excuse to beat the shit out of you."

"What makes you think you can do that so easily?" I taunted. "Oh, you think that by saying that you're gonna scare me? You're dead wrong, bitch!"

"We could test it if you want!"

I balled my fist as I took a step toward her; in fact, I was ready to take this bimbo out! I wanted this bitch so bad, I could taste it.

"Victoria! Enough!" I heard Edward boom. "You will give her the same damn respect you give me! Remember, she is now my wife!"

My eyes never left her the whole time Edward was talking. What he had said made me look at her smugly, raising my brow in challenge at the same time? Her face was void of expression as if she was not affected by Edward's order; although, the pursing of her lips said otherwise. She was still blocking the few steps that would lead me to Edward.

"Step out of my way, bitch or do I have to show you why I'm not to be fucked with?" I sneered at her. She reluctantly stepped aside to allow my passage, acknowledging that I, too, should be respected. I still wanted to reach out and smack her as I walked past, but resisted since I didn't want to add more drama into this already theatrical meeting.

I decided to give her a show with her supposed Edward. I pulled him towards me and gave him a hard kiss. I then pushed my body closer to him, so that fucking whore would have no doubt as to who was Mrs. Cullen. I was getting lost in our heated kiss when we heard somebody clear their throat. Edward reluctantly pulled away, his forehead resting on mine as he tried to catch his breath. He was smiling. I was elated that he seemed to be happy with what I did, even in front of the slut from NY.

"God, I fucking missed you, babygirl," he murmured against my skin. His arms were around my waist holding me tight while his right hand was already inside my sweater, rubbing small circles on my back. His touch was shooting electricity through my entire body, making me temporarily forget that I was fucking pissed at him.

"Hey Edward, can we finish this shit so I can go home and fuck my wife?" Jasper said mockingly, as Edward's head snapped in his direction.

"Fucking asshole," Edward mumbled.

Jasper was giving Edward a smirk while I gave the bitch a smug smile. Edward completely detached himself from me and turned around while his hand was still on my back turning me to face the bimbo.

"Bella, this is Victoria," he introduced me to the woman I had hated so much from the first moment I saw her. Victoria seemed to have forgotten what had happened a while ago as she came forward and held her hand out to me as we were introduced. She must be bi-polar or something. I just looked at her extended hand and gave a nod. She didn't seem to mind my rude behavior, but instead proceeded to look at me with an irritating smirk that seemed to be firmly planted on her lips.

My fists were already balling at my sides, just waiting for a reason to punch her. I followed as her gazed shifted to Edward and cocked her brow at him. He was frowning at her showing his irritation with the silent message that passed between them so I raised my brow at him in question.

"Vic is our main enforcer," he informed me matter-of-factly. With his hand on my hip, he gave it a little squeeze. "She does all our high priority jobs. Always fucking clean. Never disappoints."

This new information about Victoria made me furrow my brows in irritation. "Like the way you were never disappointed in New York?" Victoria gave a sarcastic laugh at that; however, Edward remained unaffected, but his impassive face gave way to a frown.

"I knew you were going to mention that one way or another," he murmured. He had said something to Victoria and she smiled. She winked at me before turning around to leave. Any more smugness coming from her would lead to more than a slap across her face. It was a good thing she had already left but that didn't mean this was anywhere close to being over.

I was somewhere between anger and disbelief knowing that we were finally going to have the inevitable confrontation about everything that happened in New York. Just the thought of what was about to happen made my heart pump faster as I felt the panic attack start to overtake me. I was not ready for this, nor would I ever be.

"J, I need you to leave us alone and tell Alice I said hi," Edward informed him as I held onto him for a moment to balance my legs, which were becoming unsteady from fear. "Talk to you tomorrow. Don't forget."

Jasper nodded and shot me a smile before leaving. All the other muscles followed Jasper out, making sure to follow Edward's order on giving us privacy.

After everyone left and I was sure that my legs were capable to hold me up, I took a few steps away from him to put a little space between us. I wouldn't be able to think straight as long as he was touching me. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest that I thought it would explode. I steadied my breathing before I opened my mouth to start the inquisition; my whole body was beginning to shake from my anxiety.

"What the hell was she doing here and why the fuck was she threatening me? Why would you let her treat me that way? I'm supposed to be your fucking wife!" I yelled. "I should just walk the fuck away right no-"

"Bella..." he said in a strained voice.

I was going to face this once and for all. I guess all it took was a few threats from a bitch that was currently at the top of my give me a reason to blow your brains out shitlist. I took a steady breath as I asked the question I had been pondering since the first time I'd seen them together. "Who the fuck is she to you Edward?"

I tried to block out the images of them in bed. He was clearly uncomfortable, but he stood where I left him. Running a hand through his hair, he knew I was ready to hear whatever it was he had to say.

"I told you I didn't fuck her," he said in a low tone. "I just set it up so you would think I did. I needed for you to stay away from me."

"What the hell?" My heart was momentarily elated that he repeated that he had not cheated on me, but my mind was vehemently rebelling against it. I started to pace the room. "Why would you do that to me?"

"Babygi-….Bella, this isn't going to be easy," he said in a tentative voice. "But I really need to get this all out in the open so I'll just start from the beginning." I just looked at him and waited for him to continue.

"I met Vic a year before I met you," His unwavering stare made it hard not to believe him. "I won't give you all the gory details on what I did, but by the time I met you she had already happily adapted in our way of life. Hell, she even flourished in this kind of lifestyle."

He was giving me a small smile in an effort to reassure me. I stared at him, a scowl permanently etched on my face.

"Bella, you have to understand that I saved her from her previous life and she feels indebted to me, even though I never demanded her to be." He was leaning against the table. I could see his gun peeking out from the tucked position on his hips. "Anyway, when she knew I needed help in dealing with you, she volunteered to help me out."

"Is she your fuck buddy or something?" I asked angrily, the words like poison on my lips.

"What? No!" He looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack.

"What then?" I asked, not backing down on the issue. "Why is she so protective of you?"

"That's just Vicky. I can't explain why she behaves the way she does, except that she just feels the need to keep me safe."

I took long breaths trying to calm myself as I took in everything he had said. Yes, it hurt and yes, I was furious. But mostly I wanted to yell and scream in order to show how fucking frustrated I was with all this, but I didn't. I reminded myself I was an adult and didn't have to react that way, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to give him hell over it.

"So what the hell happened in New York that was so goddamn important for you to resort to insults?" My hands were shaking, so I rubbed my face with my hands before sliding them into my hair. "God, you were such an asshole and that hasn't changed a bit!"

"Fuck, babygirl!" he said, his voice laced with tension. "Some shit went down a couple of days after we went to shop for books, do you remember that?" I nodded. It was one of the most carefree times we had together. He was always rather guarded when we were out together, and at the time I didn't know his reasons behind it. I just thought he was uptight. But that day the wall he erected around himself was drawn down and he was a carefree young man just out enjoying a casual date in a bookstore; where he insisted on buying me some of my favorite books.

"Alice called me that night to inform me that Carlisle had had a fucking accident that had left him blind! I was supposed to go back to Chicago, but I didn't want to leave you yet." He was frowning as he spoke. "Then a few days later was when my dad died. I didn't know what to do. The family was going to be overtaken by our rivals, so I had to act fast." He looked at me willing me to understand. I remained silent; my heart was still racing against my ribcage.

"You didn't know I was in the mob and I didn't think you would understand." He looked down at the floor looking somewhat ashamed. I wouldn't have cared less if he had been living in the streets because I would've followed him anywhere. I was so in love with him and remembering all of that made my chest tighten. "You were like this angel - perfect and innocent and I was in the goddamn mob." His voice was full of conviction. "What did you think I should have done?"

"You should've told me what was going on!" I shouted. Realizing that he had no trust in me, making him resort to dramatics instead of just telling me the truth. I felt like I had been punched in the gut as a small sob escaped my chest. "Instead, you made me think I was just one of your cock sucking sluts! My God Edward, you were hurling insults at me!"

"God, I'm so sorry about all of that!" He took a couple of steps towards me as the tears started to pour down my face. "You couldn't fathom how much I regret that."

"Well, I don't care!" I spat at him through my sobs. "You…you made your choice. You should have stuck with it!"

"Bella, I didn't know at the time you were one of us." I could hear the sadness as he stood in front of me, tilting my chin so I was now looking at his green orbs. "If I had, it would have changed everything! Every-fucking-thing!"

I looked at him with wide eyes. What did he mean? He looked at me hoping I would understand. "Oh God babygirl…" he pulled me close to his chest; his arm around my shoulders as I nuzzled my face in his chest. "You have no idea how much I fucking missed you. If you did, you would understand the pain I had to endure of going through so much without you."

I sobbed as I let go of all those years of frustration. He rubbed his hands up and down my back, trying to soothe me. We still had a lot to discuss about what happened, but the most important issue to me was already answered. Relief flooded through me and I burst into tears all over again.

"By the time I knew you were in the Swan unit, it was already fucking too late. The damage had been done in New York and I couldn't face you after what I had done." He was ranting now. My heart broke from the pain I could hear in his voice, so I tightened my arms around his waist in an effort to comfort him. It seemed that it was my turn to reassure him. Ironic on how things could change so fast.

His hands moved up my back and he threaded his fingers through my hair, gently angling my head upwards and then gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. My hands automatically made their way around his neck as I tried to kiss him with all the love I had for him. I knew he felt it too the moment he pulled back and looked me in the eye before claiming my mouth once again. I moved to deepen the kiss and allowed his tongue to make enter my mouth. He began nibbling my lower lip, making me groan aloud as I felt his erection press against my stomach.

"Every time I fucked somebody, I imagined it was you," he murmured. "Every kiss, moan and every fucking orgasm I had with other women… I only had them because I was thinking of you. It's always been you."

I pulled back and looked at him incredulously. "Are you fucking serious? Was that your idea of trying to turn me on?"

His hands gripped my hip tighter as I tried to back away.

"I—uh," he tried backpedaling but it was already too late.

"Not only is that completely fucked up but that is one of the most disgusting things I have ever heard," I hissed. "Get your fucking hands off me Edward Cullen!" I screeched as I ripped myself from him and ran towards the door.

"Don't fucking walk away from me!"

I turned around to flip him off, but was stopped in mid-motion when I realized Edward had already caught up with me.

He was too close and I instinctively pushed him back. He grabbed my wrist firmly, fire blazing in his eyes as he pinned me up against the wall. His anger was rolling off of him in waves as he drew his fist back and punched a hole in the wall right beside my head yelling "Fuck" at the top of his lungs. I tried to get away and over to the door, but I was trapped between him and the wall.

The wild look in his eyes and the way his nostrils flared was incredibly sexy. His eyes darted to my lips and it took only moments for his mouth to find mine. The room was filled with pants and moans as he began to thrust up against me.

"I'm going to show you who I want. You will never doubt me again."

I opened my mouth up to speak, but before I could he crashed his lips against mine again. I felt my body jerk forward as the sound of cloth tearing ripped through the air. When I felt Edward's hand on my bare skin, I immediately knew my clothes were ruined.

I wanted him so bad I even forgot why I was even mad at him. The only thing I wanted was for him to fuck me good and hard. He turned me around so my breasts were firmly pressed against the wall.

"Fucking goddamn panties! No panties... no pants… no shorts. I want you bare and ready for me all the time," he said against my ear as he licked the outer shell. I shivered from the sensation; apparently that was the only sign he needed.

He plowed himself inside me so hard and fast that the pictures were started falling off the wall with each every thrust. I braced myself by winding an arm around his neck and the other hand was flat on the wall.

"Fuck, I missed being inside you!" he growled. "God, I love fucking you!" He began grinding his hips knowing that would make his cock hit my sweet spot.

"Let them hear you, babygirl." His voice was hoarse but he had never sounded so sexy.

"Shit…oh God… oh yeah, fuck me!" He had one hand gripping my breast while the other was teasing my clit in a dizzying motion as he continued giving me everything he had.

"Fuuuck!" I yelled as I flew over the edge, my walls contracting around him. His thrusts started coming faster and I knew he was close. I tightened around him once again knowing it would be all he needed to join me. He started shouting obscenities as I felt him twitch while spilling himself deep inside of me.

We stayed in that position until our breathing slowed. He pulled out and we both slid to the floor. He turned to rest his back on the wall and pulled me to straddle his lap. I snuggled my head into his shoulder as we both came down from our orgasmic high.

"Bella, I'm so sorry," he panted. "Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?"

I couldn't find it in me to speak so I just shook my head against his shoulders in response and kissed his neck. He sighed before pulling me from my position so he could look me straight in the eye.

"God, I'm so fucking in love with you." He then gave me the sweetest kiss I had ever received.

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