Hey guys I'm back… I can hear you squealing… :D haha. This chapter is another kind of introduction before we really can begin with the story… But we need to know about E and B's past, don't we?

Lovely Stephanie owns everything Twilight related as usual… Although I wouldn't mind if Edward was mine :D

Chapter 2:

When Esme and Edward came to our house the next day Edwards behavior was slightly better. I was under the impression that Esme made him be nice but it was still better than to have him snapping at me the whole time.

I took the opportunity and showed them around the house myself although it was highly uncommon. I was desperately trying to show Edward that I truly meant well because despite of the way he had treated me I was still immensely attracted to him.

I showed them their rooms, the bathroom, the kitchen where Esme would be working and mine and my father's bedrooms and his study in case of emergency. I also lead them to our library where they could read in their free time. As we entered it Edwards eyes brightened up. I noticed his interest and asked him if he liked to read. His hardened a bit but he still told me that loved to read. I smiled.

After that our little tour was over and I took Esme to the kitchen so I could give her her work-clothes and introduce her to the other staff. To say I was surprised when Edward let her go without trying to argue would be an understatement. She really must've had a long talk with him or he was too stunned by our richly stoked library.

When I finished with Esme I went to my room to paint. But my thoughts kept straying back to the book I had recently started reading. I would've been on my way to the library if it wasn't for the beautiful boy sitting there. I really didn't want him to think I was stalking him.

After a while, shortly before I went crazy I decided to just go. I silently crept through the door and looked around. I couldn't see him so I went to the romantic novels section to find my book. I looked at the shelve where I left it the day before and was irritated. It wasn't there. "Mist!", I cursed silently.

"Looking for this?", asked a voice behind me.

I jumped, turned around and stood face to face with Edward Cullen in all his Glory. And my book in his hands!

So much for avoiding him…

"Yes, actually I am.", I told him. "It's not common for men to read literature like this.", I added suspiciously.

He grinned. "I'm not a common man."

I stared at him. Where the hell did his sudden change in behavior come from?!

"So… We could read it together… If you want…"

I just stood there gaping at him. After a while I dumbly nodded since I was being really rude. He just smiled and went to sit on the sofa in the corner.

That was the first afternoon we spent together. We took turns in reading to each other for the next days until we finished the book. Then we chose a new one. And another and another. Occasionally we talked or painted or even wrote our own short stories.

It didn't take us long to fall in love. Edward was the most amazing man I had ever met and when he confessed his feelings after a few weeks I was ecstatic.

For the next few months we kept our relationship a secret, since we knew it wouldn't come over very well. So mostly nothing changed for us, except for a few kisses here and there. Well, maybe a bit more. The feeling of his lips as they moved gently against mine was nothing I planned on living without.

Then Edward started to spent the night in my room… let's just say we didn't get a lot of sleep?

But the biggest surprise was, when one day, about 7 months after the beginning of our relationship, father came to the library. It wasn't uncommon of him to do so we simply continued reading. That was until we heard him clearing his throat in front of us.

"Isabella? May I have a word?"

I nodded. He glanced at Edward and a I thought I saw a little smirk on his face but it disappeared very quickly.

"You'll be turning 18 in a few months, Bella. And… Caius Vollter has asked for your hand in marriage."

I felt all the color drain from my face. This couldn't be happening. No, no, no, no...

I wanted Edward. Only my Edward. Not old and creepy Caius. He was disgusting and since I was little I used to make fun of him with my friends and pity the girl who'd ever have to marry him. Surely father wouldn't make me do that.

"I accepted his offer."

I heard Edward his at my father's words. His tall body was shaking slightly next to mine. I heard someone let out a strangled cry and realized it was probably mine as I slid from the sofa to my knees and began to cry.

I know I'm horrible to leave you like this… Poor Bella But I promise it's not as bad as you think… all part of my master plan :D Muhahaha :D