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"This is Rico speaking. Rico! R-I-C-O! Rico! Little Caesar, that's who! Listen, you crummy, flat-footed copper, I'll show you whether I've lost my nerve and my brains!" Caesar Enrico Bandello ~~ Little Caesar 1931
Previously...
I glanced around to make sure Santiago and Jacob kept the girls behind. I turned back to the creeper and smiled before pulling him up and slamming him back into the ground. Aro chuckled as the guy's face stiffened with pain.
"Who the fuck are you and why the fuck you creepin' on my girl?"
He closed his eyes for a minute before opening them and laughing at me.
"Fine, have it your way." I said before grabbing him by the hair and slamming his head down once more.
"Fuck you!" He said with a grimace.
"Naw, fuck you." I smirked as I shoved my piece so far under his chin he had to tilt his head up. "Now fucking talk or die."
"Fine. Just, I need to talk to Bella."
I fucking laughed. Who the fuck did this kid think he was?
"Not gonna happen. Try again."
"It's important that I talk to her." He spoke more calmly.
"Why do you need to talk to her?" Aro asked realizing that my protective nature may cause me to act before thinking.
"Because I know Charlie."
I eased up minutely and cocked my pistol.
"You know Charlie? How do you know her father?"
"Because he's my father, too."
Edward's POV
Was he fucking kidding me?
"How do I know you're telling the truth?" I asked him without blinking.
"You don't."
"Exactly, so let's take this sonofabitch back to a spot and check him out." Aro suggested.
I barely nodded my head, not taking my eyes off the guy. I studied his hair, the same color as my Bella's. Eyes the same as her and her fathers. He definitely looked like them.
"What's ya name?"
"Anthony Charles Caracoppa."
"Why the fuck wouldn't your last name be Swan?" I hissed yanking on his jacket.
"Because my grandfather forbid it. Ma was young and unwed. I was proof of a sin and they didn't want me to stand out anymore than I would, especially with a non Italian name."
I wasn't sure I believed him, but I would keep him around until I knew everything there was to know about him. Then I would decide if I would kill him or just leave him a bloody pulp. I stood up and dragged him up with me.
"Tell Santiago to take the girls back to the safe spot, and then call and find out everything we can on this punk. Bring the car around and pick us up. I don't want Isabella to see."
"Don't want her to see you manhandle the only relative she has left?" Anthony laughed humorlessly.
"What do you think you know?" I socked him in the kidney and he leaned over coughing.
"Let's get him outta here!" I shouted.
"On it. This should be a fun night." Aro smirked as he texted on his phone. He quickly retrieved his Range, and we left for one of the warehouses. I thought about how pissed Isabella would be at me just disappearing, but I had to know what this prick knew. I didn't think Charlie would have any ties left behind once I disposed of Kate. And that wouldn't be much longer- around two months. She was an emotional mess, but healthy under Carlisle's care and a hoard of guards.
We took him to one of our warehouses along the docks, and I tied him up to a chair. I refrained from roughing him up anymore. I wanted to know exactly who I was dealing with. A million new questions were running through my head. It wasn't long before his background came back. Kid had a birth certificate with no father listed. He could be Charlie's, and if he was how much did he know?
Rosalie's POV
"What the hell are they doing they can't drive us home?" Esme griped after Santiago informed her he would be driving them home. Santiago shrugged and held the door open for them as they climbed in the car.
I couldn't find in myself to feel for them at the moment. I was still too pissed off at Emmett and thinking only of myself and how I felt. Besides, in this lifestyle, we're with guys who don't have nine to five jobs, so we can't expect nine to five hours.
I opened my own car door and tossed my purse in the passenger seat when a large russet hand closed around mine, effectively taking my keys.
"Let me drive you." Jacob's smooth voice spoke out.
"I'll be fine. If I couldn't drive, Rico would be breaking his neck to get to me before I did." I defended myself while twisting my wrist, trying to pry my hand out of his grasp.
"Rico doesn't know how many shots you did in the diner. Let me drive you home."
"Whatever." I tossed my keys down and climbed across the console, wiggling my ass to temp him. I knew nothing would come of it, but it amused me the same. I grinned when I heard him murmuring unintelligible things under his breath before sitting in the driver's seat and adjusting the seat for his large frame.
"What's going on with you?" He asked after several moments in silence.
"What do you mean?"
"You're in more of a mood than usual. I heard you tell Isabella you needed to talk to Edward about Emmett. Since that got put off, wanna talk to me?"
"Not particularly."
"Come on, Ro, it's me. You know you can talk to me about anything." His voice was softer.
"Fine." I huffed, "I found his stash again. He doesn't think he has a problem with drugs, he has no qualms about hiding them or lying to me or any of it. I don't even know if I'm in love with him anymore. I really don't even want to think about him. On the other hand, how do you break off an engagement to the Don's son?"
"You don't have to be with him if you don't want to." Jacob reached over and wound his hand around mine.
"Thanks. Let's hope my dad sees it that way."
He didn't say any more and neither did I. We rode in companionable silence with our hands entwined. I let myself pretend for the rest of the car ride that I was with Jacob and life was perfect. My little fantasy bubble popped as soon as we pulled down the long driveway leading to my house. I pulled my hand back from his as I took in the mansion my father payed for with blood money. The same lifestyle I would continue to live if I stayed with Emmett. This life was going to drive me crazy.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow." I said goodbye quickly, taking my keys from Jacob and tossing them in my purse before heading inside. The full weight of the day caught up with me once I hit my bed. I thought about my new plans for after graduation as my phone buzzed incessantly. I rolled my eyes when Em's name flashed across the screen and chucked the phone in the floor.
Esme's POV
"Es! Esme? Wake up, Ma!" Aro faked whispered in my ear, rousing me out of a semi decent sleep.
"What? What time is it?" I mumbled, wiping my eyes.
"It's about two. I just got back and I wanted to make it up to you for having to bounce earlier." He grinned at me and I knew he knew something good.
"What happened?"
"I'm not supposed to say."
"Cut the bull shit. Can you not tell me or are you just fucking with me over some good gossip?"
"You probably wouldn't believe me anyway." He rolled his eyes and fell on his back grabbing my hips and pulling me over him. "Now, let me make up for tonight." He hummed against the inside of my thigh.
"Yea, yea..." I muttered as I felt his hot breath against my lady parts and his fingers hooking into my panties and pulling them to the side. His hands cupped my ass and pulled my body down to meet his face. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as his tongue made contact with my most sensitive place.
He twirled and rolled his tongue inside of me, and I bucked my hips against his face enjoying the ride. His nose rubbed the lace of my thong against my clit driving me to the edge. I forgot we were in my bedroom at my parents' house as I ground my pussy against his face seeking the release he had wound me up for.
I could feel my juices pouring down his face and his grip on me tightened while he hummed under me. Every movement was one closer to me exploding on Aro's face. I fisted my hands in his hair as my body came undone, and I rode out the end of my orgasm before falling back onto my side of the bed.
"That was amazing."
"Glad you liked it. Now that that's out of the way, I can fill you in on tonight."
I cut my eyes over not liking that he softened me up with good head before telling me something.
"What?"
"Creeper guy is claiming to be Isabella's brother, but you can't say anything yet. We're investigating him, and Edward doesn't want her graduation interrupted."
"Are you frickin' serious?" My eyes widened
"As a heart attack."
"I don't see this ending well..."
Emmett's POV
Rosalie ignored call after call. She avoided me like the plague at the christening and now I couldn't even get her on the phone. I didn't see what she was upset about. I didn't cheat on her. I gave her whatever she wanted. My father was brainwashing everyone around me into thinking I had a problem. He even lightened my workload and called in my cousin, Blaze to help out. What the fuck kind of shit is that?
Didn't matter. I was going to the club to unwind. Fuck everything else.
I rolled into Eclispe and headed straight for the VIP area. It didn't take long for me to be surrounded by drinks and dancers. I drank my scotch and let the music numb my mind as I waited for Peter to arrive. He was bringing a small amount of score so I could thoroughly enjoy the night. Rosalie wrecked my stash tossing it all over the living room.
I smiled in greeting when he arrived with his attractive little wife, Charlotte. They ordered drinks, and we got down to business before returning back to the party.
"This place is nice." Charlotte said sipping her daiquiri. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or if she was the kind of low brow trashy bitch who thought a strip club was the appropriate place for a guy to take his lady.
Peter chuckled and turned his attention back to me.
"There is a party next weekend. There will be some big time players there and plenty of new stuff to try. Are ya down to come?"
"What night?"
"Saturday."
I could go to graduation, then if Rosalie was still in a mood, I could party the night away and forget all about it.
"Sounds great." I grinned.
I spent the rest of the night partying into oblivion with my new found friends.
Isabella's POV
I was bummed when Edward disappeared and Santiago escorted me along with Esme back to Edward's parents house. I knew he would be in and out at weird hours, but that close to graduation I wanted him close to me. With everything going on I needed him. I pouted quietly laying in his bed for a couple of hours before I fell asleep.
Sunlight spilling over my face woke me up to the most glorious sight in from of me. Edward was perched on the edge of the bed watching me sleep.
"Morning." I mumbled, stretching and sitting up.
"Morning, Isabella." he replied in a dispassionate tone.
"Is everything okay?"
He inhaled deeply and reached over, pushing my hair out of my face. A flicker of despondency crossed his face before his usual poker face took place once again.
"A guy has contacted me regarding something very important. This guy- this guy claims to be your brother."
"What?" I shot up in disbelief. How could I have a brother?
"I'm investigating him, there is a long story behind it and there is a chance he could be. I wanted to discuss this with you and see how you wanted to handle it?"
"Okay."
He spent the next hour filling me in on the previous nights events and everything he had found out.
"Wow." was all I could say.
"My father knows his grandfather, and it's likely they wouldn't want any ties to Charlie with him being a cop. What do you want to do?"
I ran all the information around in my head over and over. I would think my mom would be the one to leave a child behind, obviously she had no qualms about leaving me behind, and I lived with her for seventeen years. How could my dad ignore his own flesh and blood? Did he know about his son? If he was really his son? Did they have a relationship? There was only one way I was going to get answers.
"I want to meet him."
"If you're sure, I'll arrange it."
"I'm sure."
Edward nodded and kissed my temple before standing.
"I'mma grab a shower then I'll take you to eat. I'll set it up for tomorrow evening if you're comfortable with that."
"Thanks, yea. The sooner the better, right?"
I was extremely nervous. I felt like I was in a dream or something, my life couldn't be this surreal. I was about to meet my possible brother, and maybe, just maybe he could lead me to my father.