Bella's POV:
I woke up sometime later with an arm wrapped around my waist. Tensing up for a moment until I remembered where and who I was with.
Slowly worming my way from under his arm and off the bed, before quickly rushing towards the bathroom to relieve myself.
I hadn't had a chance to really take in the sights until that moment. The sight was breathtaking.
The shower stall took the entire left side of the massive bathroom. It had multiple shower heads aligned in the walls, while the ceiling had a rainfall shower head.
The walls and floor were made of black marble, and there was even a bench in there, top it off there was a glass wall separating it.
It amazed me how massive the bathroom was.
I quickly relieved myself before heading back into the room, to find him awake, still laying in the bed.
"I thought you wouldn't be sleeping here." I commented as I pulled the dress from the chair and slowly slid it up my legs and over my hips.
"Sorry, if I made you uncomfortable. I had a bit to drink last night and didn't think of the consequences, until this morning." He huskily murmured, sighing as he sat up, with a smirk. "Hope you don't mind …" He groaned as he stretched his arms in the air, popping his shoulders, and rolling his neck as he did.
His well sculpted chest and abs on display, causing my eye to twitch slightly, and clench my thighs before looking away embarrassed at how my body was behaving.
I mean, I was by no means a prude. Well, I knew of the acts one could do with their body, I just — I just have never been comfortable performing such acts with anyone back home.
Still, I knew this man was treading in dangerous waters and I wasn't about to dip my toes in just yet, especially when I hardly knew him. But who said anything about teasing? I could tease him and see what makes the bastard tick, right?
Looking away before I got caught, I quickly slid the dress over my hips, pulling it up until it was over my chest, before sliding my arm into the remaining strap.
After I made sure that the dress was placed correctly on my body, I slid the t-shirt off and went to the full length mirror. Gasping at the sight.
My hair, which had been curled last night, now looked teased.
The eyeliner was slightly smudged, causing my eyes to look more hooded.
"What's wrong, princess?" He asked as he came out of the closet, already wearing a pair of slacks, and an unbuttoned black dress shirt.
I frowned at him, before turning to look for a tissue or something to wipe the mess off.
Had he been—?
Focus, Isabella.
"First of all, don't call me princess. I'm not your princess. Second of all, I forgot to take my makeup off before I fell asleep and now I look like a drowned raccoon." I grumbled.
"Well, you look perfectly fine to me…" He murmured as he finished doing his shirt and began working on his tie.
"Of course, I do, to you. You're probably staring at my ass instead of my face. But the makeup, which is on my face, is all over the place, and my hair looks like someone has been running their fingers through it all night. It's a fucking mess." I grumbled as I finally gave up and resorted to using my spit and fingertips to wipe off the smudged mess from my face.
I would shower the moment I got to my room.
Fuck it, if I'm going to look like an animal I might as well do it thoroughly.
"What in the hell are you doing?" I heard him ask as I began to fix the dress so it looked strapless, and ripped the slit a bit more, to tease the lookers eye.
I then proceeded to dig my hands into my hair and tease like my life depended on it, before bending down and shaking it.
"Fixing my problem. Now, where are my shoes?" I asked, as he stared at me slack jawed.
"Hm?" He asked, as he unabashedly gave me a hungry once over.
"My shoes, Edward. Where are they?" I asked, raising a brow, as I crossed my arms over my chest and popped my hip out.
He blinked at me, before clearing his throat, "Oh uh, I'll — I'll go get them." He muttered, rushing into the closet.
I snickered, before turning around and silently thanking Alice and Rosalie for teaching me that trick.
He disappeared for a few minutes, returning with my pair of heels and a black dress shirt. He gave me my shoes, with a tight smile.
Humming in response, I took the black, open-toed platform heels, before bending down and putting them on.
"What's this?" I asked, after I straightened to my full height.
"It's a shirt— to cover your— I mean, to give you more coverage." He explained.
"Right. I hope you realize that my friend isn't going to be very happy when she finds out you and your goons ripped my dress when you kidnapped me." I replied as I grabbed the shirt and slid it on, smirking when it hit just above my knees.
"I promise to replace it. I truly am sorry about that." He replied apologetically.
I smirked up at him, realizing just how truly tall he was for the first time.
The man was fucking massive! Dwarfing me comically. Even though I was wearing five inch heels.
"Good luck with that. This is a Mary Alice Brandon original. You won't find a replacement anywhere, but you can try." I replied, as I moved towards the door.
"Fuck…" He muttered as he sighed, and followed closely behind me.
After a moment of walking I realized I had no idea where I was headed.
"Are you lost, principessa?" He asked teasingly.
I turned sharply, exhaling as I narrowed my eyes at him, resisting the bed to stomp my foot. "You know damn well that I am! Now quit being an ass and get me out of here!" I seethed.
"Of course, gattina. Let's go." He replied, as he tried to reel in his amusement. (kitten)
"Gattina, my ass." I mumbled following closely behind him, pouting.
The house was fucking massive, one could get easily lost in here for hours if you don't know the way. Luckily for me, I had a tour guide to guide me out of that labyrinth. He also happened to be a smug bastard.
He led me down the hall towards an elevator, smirking as we walked onto it, pressing a button.
"Wipe the smirk off your face, Mase. Smugness doesn't look good on you." I quipped, shaking my head.
He chuckled in surprise, before shaking his head. "Definitely not smug. Just amused. You truly are a remarkable woman, Isabella, you could have any man on his knees if you wanted to." He replied, as he leaned casually on the wall.
"Yeah, well, not every man deserves my attention… so I'll pass on that." I mumbled, shaking my head as the doors opened.
Just as the doors opened, I gasped in horror as I realized there was group of people standing there on the landing.
I could hear his laughter as the group of people, who looked painfully familiar.
"Isabella, I'd like to introduce you to my family." I heard Edward say after he stopped laughing.
The sight caused me to turn sharply to look at him, wide-eyed "You fucking asshole." I whispered, in disbelief.