Hey ya'll so here we go again with another chapter as promised… I told you I wouldn't make anyone wait for too long!

I can't claim them as mine but man I wish they were, well at least Edward I want that man for me and me alone… *sighs*

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Jet –Are Ya Gonna My Girl

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Aventura – Cupido (spanish ,bachata)

Chapter 13 Edward's POV

What the…did she…huh?

Left totally disoriented, and with a hard on the size of Texas I stand there and just …stare at her door.

How could she leave me like this?

Wasn't she aware of the negative effects of reduced blood flow to the brain?

Didn't she care about the physical pain her show put me in, and then to just leave me here in the middle of the hallway with my hard cock weeping for it's home is just…cruel.

With a painful sigh I leave, making my way to the elevators, riding them down to the parking lot and into my car. It never escapes my notice how much my cock cries for her attention or how I can still feel and smell her on my skin.

Maybe the gift wasn't right for the occasion?

Maybe I should have aroused the living fuck out of her, and then left her hanging. Then she would have been grateful to me for the magnificent specimen I left her with. I know plenty of women that would die for such a gift. That woman needs to give up this self righteous 'I'm in charge' bullshit and give in to me like I know her body wants to.

Why does she fight me so?

My head is a mess, and I'll never get through my meetings in the state I'm in. Reaching into my pockets, I grab my phone and call the one person I know will help me put some clarity into the agony I'm currently living in, being away from her.

"Hello my dear boy, what has you calling me this fine afternoon?" My mother's voice is a godsend to my ears. I know she will help me, just like she always does.

"Ma I… fuck! She's driving me insane. I have never met someone so hard headed, opinionated, bitchy and self assured as this woman. Fuck Ma, I love her. Plain and simple. Every little piece of that woman owns my ass; I want her like I've never wanted anyone in my life." I sigh because just the thought of her gorgeous doe eyes or sassy little smirk makes my heart clench.

"She's the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thought before I close my eyes at night. Shit I go through so much trouble to see and fuck with her at every opportunity I get." I rub my hand harshly over my face and start pacing the room. I need to keep busy in some way, before I head back to her home and stake my claim on her. So instead of running out of here like a mad man, I sigh and continue trying to make sense of our relationship.

"I love to see her almond eyes burst with fire every time I push her buttons. I live for that fire, and when she does lay into me it's sexy as hell to see her all worked up and ready to take my ass down. She isn't intimidated with me; it's quite the opposite actually. I can be myself with her and dammit, I swear she gets off on the fighting and displays of dominance we both put on each other!" I'm so out of breath by the time I finish. I never thought I would say this but, I feel like I've connected with my inner Alice.

My mother's laughter brings out my own, and even though that little vixen makes my blood boil more often then not, even I can see the hilarity in this situation.

"Now sweetie, listen to me and listen carefully, I love you, but you are one stubborn man. Quite honestly I'm glad she's bringing you down a couple of pegs. You need a woman in your life like that and I can't wait for you to bring her over to see us again." I don't fail to notice she says again, and even though that sounds weird and I know I should be questioning her, I don't.

"I'm glad I amuse you mother. But I was looking for support here, not for you to ridicule me. I get enough of that from Isabella." I realize I'm being rude but come on; can't I catch a break with these women?

"Sorry baby you're right, I shouldn't be here making fun. I promise to make you something special for dinner today; I'll send it with your father when he goes up to meet you and Mr. Reyes. I love you my child. I can't tell you enough how much joy my heart is filled with knowing you found your one." I can hear her smile over the phone. I never thought about or knew how much she worried over my happiness, until this very moment.

"She will make you happy my son, and she will be an incredible addition to this family." Hearing those words come out of her mouth leaves me with a sense of peace and fills my heart with nothing but love and admiration for her. She has always known what I need to hear to give me hope that all will be alright.

If only I wasn't an impatient mother fucker, all would be right in the world.

Now all I need is to get through to that incredibly stubborn woman and make her see that we are perfect for each other. She owns me, of that there is no doubt, now she needs to accept that she is mine as well.

My mother and I discuss what her favorite child wants for dinner. Shame on you if you still haven't guessed, haven't you been paying attention? But if that's the case let me clear it up…it's me. After much discussion of what 'I' was in the mood for, and promising to take my girl over soon, we hang up.

It only takes me a little over twenty minutes to make it through traffic and find myself in the parking lot of my office building.

I ride the elevator up to my office on the twenty sixth floor, say good afternoon to my secretary Jane, and head straight for my office. There is so much to take care of before I can see my client tonight. I was never fond of going down to the Allapatah area but with my last shipment missing, I need to make amends with Mr. Reyes. He has been a loyal customer of my family and had been for decades.

His father worked with my father in the 80's when South Florida had the Cuban exiles hit our shore. Being Hispanic made him an excellent collector for my father. He was very important in translating for us when the Cubans made their home here. He made us 'their' number one supplier when they began dealing and were in need of mass quantities of coke. He helped make our alliances what they are today. They have never turned their backs when needed, and for that he has become someone we will forever trust.

My first meeting this afternoon is with the city commissioner. He was right on time with goons close behind. Didn't he realize whose office he was walking into?

For fuck sake I could have the balding middle aged man dead with just the snap of my fingers but I digress… He has a lot to explain and quickly as my patience is running short this morning.

"Take a seat Eleazar. I don't have time to sit and make idle chat with you, nor do I give a shit what your daughters are up to. I have questions and you will answer them quickly. Hesitating will only make me pissed and we both don't want that now do we?" He physically pales at my choice of greeting and with a quick nod sits down.

"Now that you understand the tone of the meeting, I only want to hear your voice when asked a direct question, nothing more nothing less. Do you understand?"

He squirms in his seat but remains silent. I'm livid.

Did I not tell this fool to answer me when spoken to? Was it that fuckin' hard to answer a simple mother fuckin' question?

It takes me ten seconds max to reach for my gun and shoot the idiot standing to his left. Eleazar sits completely rigid in his seat in front of me, as he watches one of his men bleed all over my floor. The man's dead soulless eyes stare back at him as Eleazar begins to pray.

"Well I seem to have your attention now so let's try that again shall we?" I sneer at him.

His reply was swift and his voice shakes with fear, but his gaze remains on me with nothing but determination to not end up like our friend on the floor.

"First off I will start by saying I don't like to be made a fool. I put you in the position you have today, and just like God, I can take away what I give." I look right into his eyes as I say this. He needs to see that his death and life hang in my hands; it's his answers to my questions that will sway the way I vote in the end."

"It has come to my understanding that you have made friends with James Hunter." I stop and breathe in deeply. He just confirmed for me what I already knew, he just sealed his fate with the look he gave the one goon still standing.

"Now could you also possibly be, the person that alerted him to the shipment of coke and guns that was stolen from the port a few days ago. Now is there any truth in this or just bullshit fed to me by a very reliable source?"

I sit back and just watch, knowing he would give himself away. I need the dumbass to believe I am on his side, that I believe him. He would lead me to Hunter and his goons.

"Edward you know I would never betray you or your family. You have been a great friend and associate. Why would I ever do such a thing? Please believe my dear friend, I'm not responsible for that shipment being lost, but I will help you in any way I can to find out who is," his voice is meek and trembles with each syllable that leaves his lips.

"Eleazar, are you sure that you never betrayed me?" I keep my voice neutral, but the rage consuming me on the inside because of his lies is just too much for me to handle.

I am reigning myself in and trying so fuckin' hard not to kill the fucker standing before me, but when the words "I would never Edward. How could you ever think such a thing" leave his mouth, my vision becomes clouded by a red haze. I reach for my gun; shoot him in the knee, making sure it stops bouncing and telling him I'm not fucking around.

"FUCK!"

His screams were loud and quite honestly getting on my last damn nerve. His bodyguard is already reaching for his gun and without a second thought I shoot him in the hand, making the gun drop, shooting Eleazar in the foot in the process.

They both bitch and moan about the pain. Their cries and groans are getting louder by the minute and I need them to pay attention before they go into shock. So I began to speak.

"Well, it seems that you have been double dipping in the underground world Eleazar. I have eyes all over this city and one of those pairs caught you out at club Mansion having a nice little chat with Hunter. You seemed very chummy with him, laughing drinking and having his red headed bitch all over your dick. Does any of this ring a bell?"

The man turns white and his unintelligible mumbles are truly making me rethink letting him walk out of my office.

"Since videos speak louder than your mumble, I guess it's safe to say you fucked me over. I could kill you now and send you home to your lovely wife piece by piece. I wonder what her screams will sound like when she gets your head first."

Tears are streaming down his face and I take a moment to look at him. He is pathetic, really pathetic, and almost useless to me and if it was not for his connection to Hunter, his brains would be adorning my walls. I revel in the fact that he might live today, but once his purpose is served he has a meeting with my Eagle. Of that I am sure.

He cries and begs, practically pleads for me not to hurt him or his family. I am aware of his daughters, the same ones he was pleading for now, were the same one offered to me on a silver platter time and time again. He is a nasty vile man that would give anything to have power, and his greed would be his ultimate sin.

"I feel kind of generous this morning, so I just might let you live…well today at least. You my dear old friend will give me all the information on Hunter you have, and I mean all. I want names, dates, and times of all his dealing and plans. If the man takes a shit I want to know. You will make sure he has eyes on him at all times. That includes Laurent, and his bitch Victoria."

He nods his head and slumps in defeat. He knows what this will end up costing him. At this point I just don't give a fuck what he has to do… he will give me what I want. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

I dismiss them both, and as they stagger to my door I let one final warning ring through the room.

"I have eyes and ears in every mother fucking place in the city. I might have let you walk out alive today but step out of mother fucking line again and I will kill you in front of the whole city to watch. Don't ever think I won't. Your life has absolutely no value to me or my family. Right now you're just a puppet in my play and I hold all the fucking strings. Now get out of my goddamn office before I lose the last little bit of control I have left and put a bullet through your head and find another city commissioner."

They look at me with the fear of God put into them and high tail it out of my office.

Within five minutes Jane has the clean up crew making everything new again. She knows the drill and never questions anything. She is the perfect secretary.

Shit that reminds me, I promised to give her a raise! After all she did provide me with the video of said meeting those idiots had behind my back. Well, I'll take care of that before the day ends, she deserves it.

Hmm…Seems I have a few hours free before I head over to the club.

I wonder what Isabella is doing?

Ahhh a day in the life of Edward Cullen is never dull… now is it?

As always let me know what you think, I love to hear from every single one of you…

Well folks from here on out things will start picking up… hang on for the ride because things will get bumpy.

Also if you haven't checked it out yet… I have a new story I put up this week…the first chapter went up last week and the second will be up on Wednesday. We will go back to every two weeks after that. I would love to hear all you thoughts on it… its very different from this one but I promise to make it a beautiful love story in the end… just trust me..

It's called … It Isn't over Yet

I based it off of Adele's -Someone like you

It has a lot of angst and pain but will finish with nothing but beauty and love at the end…

See ya next week!