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**Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight I own nothing but OC and the plot**

Bella POV

There is so much to be said about flying in a private airliner really aside from the fact that my papa controlled everything around him Garrett and I are now onboard waiting to fly from Chicago to Catalina. My brother struts on board with his wife by the hand smiling and looking as handsome as ever.

"Max" I scream jumping from my seat to wrap my arms around his huge neck. My brother Max who's government name is Emmett Maxxam Swan is all of 6'2" of bulging muscles and asshole attitude. I love him dearly he is my protector he always has been. His wife Mary is a petite little ballerina looking girl who is quiet and somewhat meek.

Max slaps my back and puts me down " damn sister I should go on vacation more often you are much nicer when I come home."

He gives me is million watt smile as I slap is chest. Mary smiles as they walk by and looks on to my brother lovingly. I can see that her shirt is quite a but to big for her which is very abnormal and I raise an eyebrow at her and blushes. I smile big another baby in the family, I love babies they are so sweet.

This makes me realize that I will need to have a full conversation with my family while we are in Italy about marriage and all that it entails I just started a job in a new city and I don't want to give it up. But Papa will have already struck a deal I am sure by this time and on my end it is a waiting game. My brothers both have been married to other "families" for the betterment of both parties and since I am the only girl I don't see my marriage being any different. I have only had one serious boyfriend and he turned out to want more than I was able to ever give him and he did not take no well at all.

As the plane takes off I sit white knuckles in the comfortable leather chair with my feet under me. I hate take off and landing and yes I know the plane crashing statistics but it does not quell my fear any. Max, Mary and I talk the first few hours of the flight until Mary moves to the sofa to sleep. Max reaches over to grab my hand looking very serious "El, I know that you are aware that there will sooner rather than later rather be an agreement for your marriage." He sighed slightly and looked lovingly at Mary.

"There is no reason to feel as though this is a death sentence or that you can't have a happily love filled marriage like folks that find a partner on their own." I smile thinking of both my brothers and the love that I know they have for their wives and knowing that my papa picked their wives.

"Max I know these things." I laugh slightly because honestly I felt nothing but relief that I did not have to do the implied dog and pony show for a potential life partner. I didn't have to wonder at every turn whether said partner felt any loyalty to me or my family. Jessica had talked about the "dating scene" many times I had tried once seriously and failed rather beautifully. The rest of our flight was boring and I was good with that. I had put my earbuds in and listened to 100 monkeys and falling asleep.

We landed in Italy where I can smell the ocean and the air is cool and heavy. I take a deep breathe and prepare myself for the onslaught of family that will happen over the next few days. I am very excited to see Rone and Elizabeth, my other brother a his wife, and the cutest little boy I have ever met Val my 6 month old nephew whom I have not seen in person in months.

My Papa and Nonno are standing on the tarmac with Garrett hovering in the back by a big black SUV. I drop my stuff and run to my Nonno Tony I have not seen him in almost a year and as far as grandparents go I won the lottery. He and my Nonna Grace were an arranged marriage and they were in love almost 60 years before she passed 7 years ago.

Three days of food, family and of course fighting I was exhausted and wishing I could nap before tonights festivities. I will be on a plane to go back to Chicago this time on Saturday and I am a bit sad about this. My need for independence had driven the love of being in my big family out of my mind for a period but I do miss them.

Dressed in a sleek green evening gown, my hair curled to perfection and pinned over one shoulder and just enough make up to make me feel amazing. I am ready to go down and see the other other families that have arrived and I am required to be in the receiving line as that is what is expected. I put my heels on my feet and make my way down the stairs. I am standing next to Elizabeth in our family's receiving line when none other than Carlisle Cullen and his family come striding in. I blush as I have not seen him in at least 5 years and now I work in his contracting office. I zone out and go into a robot like state shaking hands kissing cheeks of people that are business associates of my papa.

Well, that is until I see him, the blonde haired god who Jessica and I had seen in a downtown club. Now that he is in better lighting recognition hits me like a mack truck, Jasper Whitlock the CEO of the company that I work for and my papa's friend Sherman's first born. He looks from my brother and locks eyes with me and smiles slyly. Oh lord he is sexy what am I to do now? Do shake his hand, allow him to kiss my hand or cheek? Shit get it together Isabella here he comes.

Hours later after dinner and a lot of wine we are all sitting in the sitting room laughing and talking about nothing important when my Papa stands and holds his hand out to me. We walk down the hall toward his office he stops before opening the door. "Isabella I need you to hear me out in here and please understand." I nod because I am sure I know what we will be discussing but I am not sure who we will be talking about honestly.

Jasper POV

As I get off the phone with Charlie I start my email to James. I hate that little twit and if he doesn't watch his step Charlie will make sure that he ends up in a ditch. Charlie Swan was one my father's biggest allies they both ran Italian crime families. My Father had been grooming me to take over our family for years and a strong marriage will be the catalyst that finalizes my place in the family. I know that my Father is ready to step down.

Liza chimes in on my phone telling me that Edward is on the phone. "What asshole" I answer Edwards call and his light chuckle comes through the speaker on my phone.

"Fuck off Whitlock when will you be ready to fly today we have been summoned to be in Italy by 2 pm tomorrow so we better get everything ready and go."

"I am ready whenever you are brother let's go." I spit back at him.

"All right it's your funeral."

Italy was amazing honestly one of my favorite places on the planet. I was in the car on the way to a business lunch with the leaders of the other two families and my father. Edward is sitting on the other side of the car sleeping off the drunk that he had accomplished rather quickly on our flight over all I could do was laugh. I guess when your wife is wanting a baby and having sex all the time and not allowing alcohol in the house you have to do what you have to do.

Walking into the small pizza restaurant I see the men that truly make grown men shit themselves. I know them as family and I smile and shake hands and "man hug" them all. We discuss business first which is always productive.

Charlie turns to me "So what we truly need to discuss is the reason that we are all here with all of the families, "

"Our families joining in wedlock." He said the words and even though I knew that it was happening it was now real.

"Yes, sir when will we be planning to tell your lovely daughter this bit of information."