Ok gys here is the long awaited next chapter to this story. I will be going back in the next few days to repost previous chapters that have been fixed by my wonderful beta SarcasticBimbo. I must say i love this girl she has helped my story so much. The next chapter is ready as well but i still need to look over the changes before I post. Lets get back and see how these two are doing.

BPOV

Once Bella was out of sight, I went inside and started my usual Sunday routine. I set out my suit for work the next day, straightened things that were out of place, and got my dry cleaning together to take with me the following morning.

In doing so, I felt a sense of aloneness I had never felt before. When I was done with my tasks, I sat in my office to go over paperwork and emails. Halfway through, I realized I had forgotten to have Bella sign some vital paperwork. I knew she had signed a non-disclosure agreement for the club, but to be safe, I like to have one of my own to cover myself. Looking at the time, I saw the hour was late. I shutdown my computer and packed away papers I needed for work.

Once I was ready for bed I sent Bella a text. "I assume you made it home safely and are ready for bed." I set my alarm and put my phone on the charger. As I laid down my phone chimed. "Yes, Sir. She is in bed, ready to sleep so she is rested for class tomorrow." I had to smile at this. So innocent. The only thing that bothered me was the speaking in the third person. I would have to address this when we spoke on Wednesday.

"Good girl. Sleep well. We will speak tomorrow." As I lay back and get comfortable I receive a good night text in return. As I drift off to sleep I see brown eyes and soft brown hair.

My alarm sounds and I feel as if I just drifted off. I stretched and went to shower. Although my mind should have been on work, it wasn't. My mind was a jumbled mess because of the strange emotions I had felt over the weekend: I felt possessive and I needed Bella with me to sleep when she was here.

I have never allowed the 'little girls' in my care to sleep in my bed, nor did I sleep in their room. By the time I came out of my thoughts I was walking into the office with no recollection of getting out of the shower or dressing.

Shaking myself to the present, I walked by my secretary's desk noticing Lauren was already in. Quietly groaning, I walked into my office as she scampered after me with my coffee. She was batting her eyes at me, as usual. With her fake tits and ass poking out, she looked more like a peacock with an eye tick. I covered my laugh with a cough and sat down.

"Morning, Mr. Cullen. I have your messages. Mrs. Whitlock called first thing and said it is urgent you return her call. Will there be anything else, sir?" Good God, this woman has no shame.

"That is all, Lauren, you may go." I swear, she huffed and turned to leave like a petulant child. I really should get rid of her, I thought to myself. I went through my messages and found the one from Alice. No doubt, she wanted the scoop on my weekend. She will just have to wait. I do have a company to run here.

Tucking into my work, I looked over the day ahead. I noticed my day was unusually light, as was much of the week, with only a few meetings. Once I had my day mapped out, I saw I only had one meeting after lunch and decided to call Bella instead of texting her.

After dialing her number, I silently cursed. I have no idea what time her classes start. I never asked. It seemed Bella and I had a lot more to talk about than just our arrangement.

The call went to voicemail, so I just left a short message to say good morning. Something else to analyze. I rarely call my girls except to firm up plans or make sure everything was set for the days we agreed. I decided to bite the bullet and call Alice back. Lord knows I would catch hell later if I don't. Dialing her number, I didn't even hear the thing ring once before she picked up. I swear that woman knows shit before it happens.

"About time, dipshit," she greeted me. "I called and left a message with skank-a-ho over an hour ago."

I laughed loudly. What the hell? "Skank-a-ho? Really, Alice, is that your professional opinion or a nice way to call her a slut?"

"Ugh! I don't know why you keep that trash. She is just looking for a rich sugar daddy."

"Okay, okay. What is so urgent I had to phone you back, right away? Is someone dying or is Armani having a sale I need to know about?" Teasing her was so easy. Mention fashion and she would get sidetracked like a dog after a treat.

"Edward, you know damned well why I'm calling you. Seeing as the reason just walked out of my office, it's a moot point, isn't it?"

Touché, pixie stick, Touché. Trying to be as nonchalant as possible I asked her the obvious. "Really, what did she say?"

Okay, so that failed, because of course, she laughed at me and responded. "Confidentiality." I swear she loved to pull that card with everyone.

"Okay, Alice. How is Bella?" She was quiet for so long I thought the line had gone dead and decided to try and call back. At the same time, my phone chimed with a text and Alice said the last thing I expected. "Edward, I called you because my appointment was with Tanya, not Bella."