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Please remember this entire chapter is a FLASHBACK into a small bit of Bella and Edward's relationship. We'll be taking more looks into the past to see everything that transpired up to that fateful night.

Previously during the flashback...

"You're very welcome." He told me in an enticing tone." I hope I didn't overstep any boundaries. I asked Ms. Hall for your address and she gave it to me. I am trusted friend after all."

I didn't know how to respond to that.

"I should be going, good day Mr. Masters."

"Please, allow me to give you a ride."

"That's okay, I prefer to walk."

"I insist. What's the matter, you don't think I'm going to kidnap you, do you?"

He smiled such a wickedly smug smile at me. His teeth were so white and perfect and I couldn't help but notice his canines were a slight bit long. They looked sharp enough that if I touched the tip of my finger to the tip of it, it would prick my finger.

"Well, Isabella?" He asked while extending his hand.

I can't believe I got into a car with a man I barely know. What's even more unbelievable is the electric pull I feel. He isn't even two feet away and I feel a need to be closer to him. What the hell is wrong with me? Relax Bella, it's probably just hormones. He's hot and your hormones are acting up, yeah that's it.

"You're a rare find, Isabella. Most young, beautiful girls like you don't spend their time helping others."

"How do you know what most girls my age spend their time doing?" I asked Mr. Smug.

"I know because most of them spend all of their time throwing themselves at me. Like the girls who volunteer at the youth center with you. They always have to bend over and pick something up directly in my line of sight or feel the need to adjust their skirts in front of me. It's always like that with women, it gets so old. None of them is worth a second glance. I bet they would let me fuck the three of them at the same time if I asked."

I was taken-aback by Edward's frank and vulgar comment.

"Aren't we conceited."

He chuckled.

"I'm only being honest, Isabella. The next time you see those three whores please relay the message that I don't wish to bend any of them over the hood of my aventador. I didn't want to say anything in front of Ms. Hall, sweet old lady."

"Will do." I said dryly. "Women not your type?" I asked.

"Women are very much my type, Isabella. I find brunettes most attractive, especially ones with brown eyes." He said teasingly.

I blushed.

Edward put his hand on my knee and it sent sparks through me. It also made me kind of...aroused.

I inched my knee away and crossed my legs.

"What's the matter Isabella, did that make you uncomfortable?"

"Yes, it did."

"Most people like that feeling and I think you like it too." His eyes gazed over my breasts as he said so.

I realized my nipples were hard and really visible, how embarrassing.

"It's cold." I said defensively.

"Is it? Maybe you're just uncomfortable."

I had a feeling he and I have two different definitions of uncomfortable, then it hit me that he means horny.

"I'm not uncomfortable." I said sternly while folding my arms to hide my nipples." And you should be driving with both hands." I moved his cold hand off of my knee.

"And stop laughing at me." I told him.

Mr. Conceited's phone started buzzing and he took it out of his pocket and answered it.

"I already told you to tell Alderisi's produce services we're not fucking interested. I'm buying sixteen companies this year and they're not one of them! I've been trying to get a hold of Emmett all fucking day and still haven't been able to. Find him, tell him I want those contracts foolproof and to stop fucking around with that mentally unstable whore! I need fucking perfection, Benjamin! Out of all of the pussy options he had he chose Nadette to stick around and now she drops thirty pounds in three weeks and turns out to be a fucking bulimic mental case!"

"I'm sorry about that. That was...work."

"It's fine. Um... You just passed my apartment."

"I know."

I felt panic rise in me.

"You know? Where the heck are you taking me?!"

"To lunch."

"You don't have my permission to take me anywhere but home. I would like if you would stop the car and let me out now please."

"Relax, Isabella. Take your hand off the door, don't even think of jumping out- there's too many cars speeding by and you'll be struck. Do you think I'm kidnapping you?"

His tone told me he enjoys taunting me.

"You can't kidnap me. I've already texted my friend Alice and told her who I'm with."

"Good, now she won't be worried when you don't return home tonight."

"What?"

"I'm kidding. Why so panicked, Isabella?"

The way he says my name...

"Because I'm stuck in a car with a weirdo who enjoys scaring me."

"You're frightening yourself, who knows what's going on in that mind of yours."

I pressed the button to roll down the window but nothing.

"It's locked, enjoy the A/C. We're almost at the restaurant, if you still feel endangered then, you'll be free to scream and run away when you get out of the car."

I sighed and sunk further into the plush seat. I wonder what kind of car is this, he called it an aventador but I have no idea what that is, seems extravagant. Eight minutes passed (yes I'm counting) and we pulled in front of a familiar restaurant. I remember passing this place a lot with Alice but it always seemed so fancy and expensive.

Edward parked and came around to my side and opened the door for me. Turns out Mr. Creepy is a gentleman. I got out and straightened my clothes.

"Well..."

"Well what?" I asked.

"Shouldn't you be running and screaming for help?" He teased with a look that made me blush.

"I'll decide when I think it's time to run for the hills."

"Fair enough. Shall we?"

"Lead the way Mr. Masters."

He took my hand and led me into the restaurant.

We were shown to a beautifully decorated private room. Edward pulled my chair out and I felt his face in my neck which caused me to jump.

"You smell good enough to eat, maybe I should have you instead."

I don't have to look in a mirror to know I'm bright red right now.

"Well I'm not on the menu. Are you always this frank and direct?"

"When it comes to what I want. I'm not one to play games...unless it's in the bedroom."

I got a glimpse of myself in a spoon the table. I resembled a red crayon.

"And for the record Isabella, as long as I want it, it's on the menu. Speaking of what I want, there's a delicate flower I see and I'd like to pick it." He said as his eyes glazed over me with hunger and lust.

"What if it doesn't want to be picked?"

"It wants to be picked, it just doesn't know it yet."

A waitress came over to take our order, she didn't waste any time and immediately started eyeing Edward.

"Do you usually take girls wherever you feel like instead of their home?"

"Sometimes."

"Are you always so paranoid?"

"Sometimes." I said mimicking his answer and he smirked at me.

"What do you do, Mr. Masters?" I asked out of genuine curiosity.

"Sales." He replied curtly.

"And you?"

"Nothing yet. I just finished college, my Daddy is nagging me to move back home."

"You're not from here?"

"No. I moved here for school and now that I'm finished he wants me to uproot and come home to find a job there."

"I'm not surprised he wants to keep you under his watch. Innocent girls like you are unaware of the cruelties of the world and the evil beasts who lurk waiting for a taste."

He smiled a wicked smile at me.

"I'm quite aware of the dangers of the world, Edward!"

"Did I strike a nerve?" He asked while taking a lock of my hair and twirling it.

I swatted his hand away and took a sip of my passion fruit juice.

"You know, there is an open position at my company-"

"No thank you." I cut him off. "I've heard the way you speak to your employees." I teased and he grinned at me.

The waitress brought our food and I could tell she was checking him out, he seemed to be ignoring her though.

"You're taking me home afterward, right?" I asked then ate a spoon of rice.

"Of course."

"Good." I replied.

I tried to eat but Edward kept staring at me, it made me uncomfortable.

"What?" I asked slightly annoyed.

"Excuse me?"

"You're staring."

"I apologize, you're just so fascinating." He started to play with my hair again. "Everything about you is fascinating." He whispered in my ear.

I couldn't stop myself from blushing.

"Don't pretend like you've never heard it before."

"I haven't, no one has ever called me fascinating in my life. Me and fascinating don't even belong in the same sentence."

"Isabella, I'm sure someone as beautiful as yourself has heard it many times before. Everything about you intrigues me."

"Wow, Edward. I've never been so flattered in my life."

"A woman like you shouldn't spend her time volunteering and waiting on others, you should be waited on hand and foot. I'm surprised there isn't a ring on your finger by now."

I laughed at the thought.

"On my finger? No one has ever been interested in me, except for now. Nick asked me out."

"The boy from Ms. Hall's center?"

"Yeah."

Edward's demeanor turned to one of indifference and I couldn't read him anymore, his face also gave nothing away.

"So what did you say?"

"I said yes, he seemed nice."

For some reason I felt like I said or did something wrong.

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"Of course not."

"It's not like I have men lining up to ask me out. Unlike you, how does it feel always having women want you?"

"You've been reading too many magazines, Isabella."

"Magazines?" I asked clueless.

"It's nothing."

"It's true, the girls from the centre and the waitress clearly want you, seems wherever you go women are interested in you."

"It doesn't matter if the one you really want doesn't seem interested."

There was silence between us as he stared at me with a fiery passion in his eyes, the pull was growing stronger. The waitress came to take our plates and ogle Edward so I took the opportunity to change the subject.

Before I could get a word out I felt Edward's phone vibrate against the table.

"Masters." Was all he said when he answered it.

I could hear the person on line, they sounded panicked and I couldn't really make out what they were saying.

"I see. I'll be there in an hour." He told them calmly.

"I'm sorry Isabella but I have to cut our time short."

"That's okay. Is everything alright?"

"Just a little business issue. Nothing to concern yourself about."

Edward signaled the waitress for the bill and I automatically reached for my purse.

Edward waved his hand. "That won't be necessary, Isabella."

I watched as he handed the waitress a centurion card, it's the black card of all black cards...well that's what Alice always says. I recognized it from Living like the filthy rich. I really need to stop watching those kind of shows with Alice, feels like I'm turning into her already.

"Thank you."

"It's my pleasure."

When Edward was about to close his wallet I noticed something that resembled a diamond gleam in the sunlight. "That's pretty."

He took out a card with a diamond on. It was black, gold trimmed and had a diamond in the top center. Then another that looked metallic and made of metal.

"You don't look like the type to bedazzle your credit cards. I thought people only do that with cell phones and clothing, guess I'm falling behind with trends." I stated.

Edward smiled at me.

"Is something funny, Mr. Masters?"

"Isabella, I don't do bedazzling or whatever it is you women do. The card came designed that way."

He handed the two cards to me and I looked them over, they sure were pretty and fancy-looking. Even elegant, the diamond looked real too.

"Dubai first?" I read on the card.

"Dubai first royale, it's a UAE card. I travel to the middle east a lot for business."

"Pretty fancy cards. You must make your banks really happy for them to give you fancy cards like these."

Edward chuckled.

I tapped my finger nail against the metallic card.

"That one is my palladium card."

"Nice. I wish my bank gave me a pretty card like that."

"Would you like to borrow it?"

"You're very funny, Edward."

I noticed he wasn't joking around and stopped laughing.

"No thanks. Besides, I wouldn't be able to keep them safe from my bestfriend. She's hazardous to all credit cards and money."

"I don't mind at all."

"That's very nice of you but I can't."

The waitress returned with Edward's black card.

"Shall we go now?"

As soon as I walked through the front door I met Alice standing there waiting, she had been peeping through the blinds no doubt.

In your text you said some guy from the youth centre was giving you a ride home. You neglected to tell me you were with Edward freaking Masters! You didn't tell me you were dating billionaire tycoon, Edward Masters!"

"He's what? And I'm not dating him!"

"Bella, don't you know who he is?"

"Not really, he said he's in sales."

"Yeah, oil sales!"

"Huh?" I felt taken aback and clueless.

Bella, he's the world's most wealthiest and eligible bachelor. The man has never been married, has no kids, worth billions and is handsome as fuck! He solely owns the largest oil and gas company in the world and owns a 45% and 30% share in the two second largest oil companies in the world. He's close friends with that elite lawyer who's dating super model Nadette Hamilton, his name is Emmett something. I'm always seeing them in magazines with models on their arms. I think his friend Emmett is who owns the second largest oil company in the world, which Edward also has shares in. Edward hangs with the crème de la crème, no doubt he has designers at his beck and call! The man has money like dirt!"

"Ohhh, so that's explains those cards."

"What cards?" She asked eyeing me strangely.

"He had really pretty credit cards, one is called the polidum?"

"Palladium?"

"Yes that's it. And the other one had a diamond on top and he had that centurion black card we saw on TV. "

"Bella do you know how hard those cards are to obtain. You can't just apply and get one, you have to be invited. The palladium card is made up of real palladium and gold. You said he had a card with a diamond on top, what did it look like?"

It was gold trimmed with gold around the diamond and said Dubai firs-"

"Dubai first royale?"

"Yeah. What's the big deal, Alice?"

"Bella, you hit it big!"

Alice was jumping up and down squealing.

"Huh?"

"He's obviously interested in you, Belly."

"I'm not a gold digger, Ali."

"I never said you were! But you have a wealthy, drop dead gorgeous guy who's interested in you. Obviously you're going to be a kept woman."

"Slow down. We don-"

"If I had known he's was so interested, I would have pushed you to go out with him sooner. Being the bestfriend of a kept woman is gonna be so much fun! Travelling on a private jet, having designer clothes imported from France and Italy and-"

"Wait wait wait wait. You're getting carried away. If he's so wealthy and powerful then he can have anyone he wants. What would he want with me?"

"Bella I wish you would stop that, you shouldn't think that way. You're gorgeous and seems like everyone can see it but you. Any man would be blessed to have a shot at you."

"You really should be a life coach Ali, you know that?"

"I love you too, Belly."

"Alice if you hug me any tighter I'll find out what it feels like to literally be loved to death!"

Edward POV

"What do you mean she says she's going to the media? Answer me, Benjamin!"

"Fiona said she wants more money or she's going to tell the entire world your dirty, little secret. Her words, not mine."

"Is she out of her mind, she happened to overhear something she wasn't suppose to and I was gracious enough to buy her a very lovely mansion, a ferrari and put $3.2 mil in her bank account instead of taking out a hit on her yet she wants to be ungrateful and greedy. Damn whore. Are your men still watching her?"

"Like hawks, Sir."

"Good. What's Emmett's and Ada's take on the matter?"

"Ada says there's no way anything can be linked to you directly or indirectly. She and her team are ready to handle any entity or person that tries to smudge your image and she has a number of statements and cease and desist letters already typed up just in case however Emmett is still unreachable."

"Damn his relationship with that unstable bitch! He needs to dump her instead of trying to find ways to fix her. Her self image issues is her own problem. Have the chief counselor at his firm clean up this matter and dispatch two of your men to deal with the singing bird."

"Of course, Sir."

"Oh and Benjamin?"

"Sir?"

"There's someone else I want your men to reach out and touch immediately. Malik is outside with the information waiting for you."

"I'll get on it right away, Sir."

"Good."

"Mr. Coleman." Benjamin nodded to Jasper then disappeared from sight.

"I haven't seen you for a few weeks."

"I've been busy handling some business in the middle east."

"I had assumed you were over there indulging in their delicacies."

"I haven't had the time. I can't believe Emmett is still MIA."

"He's somewhere fucking around with that lunatic he calls a girlfriend. I've already advised him to let Nadette go, she's more trouble than she's worth."

"His firm has been calling me non-stop, no one has been able to make contact with hm. He needs to realize one can only do so much, no one can run a multi-billion dollar conglomerate and deal with the one called Nadette. It's just not possible." Jasper added.

"I agree, dealing with a multi-billion dollar empire and running a firm at the same time is much easier than dealing with that dreadful excuse for a wom-"

"I'm glad to see everyone's enjoying a good laugh."

I heard Emmett from behind me although I didn't hear the doorbell, Charles must have let him in.

"You know it's true." I told Emmett.

"Edward, Nadette can be a handful but she's not unbearable."

"Tell that to her last assistant who I heard is now frequently in and out of mental hospitals. Did you settle out of court?" Jasper asked him.

"I see you and Jasper are in good spirits." He said before walking over to the bar and pouring himself some brandy.

"You may want to lay off of that. My doctor informed me alcohol and Nadettes don't mix very well." I warned him.

"If you two are going to keep laughing and making unfunny jokes about my girlfriend then we and our money won't grace you two with our presence at the upcoming charity event."

"Good! Leaving her in her cag-home is the most charitable thing you can do for humanity. Focusing too much on Nadette and not enough on your job is probably the reason you were dealt your first loss by that blonde prosecutor."

"Blondie did have a nice, round ass. I've been trying to get in her skirt with no fucking luck since I met her."

"Well when you do, hit it a few times and be done with her. We don't need you getting into a relationship with an ADA, it wouldn't be good for our other side of business. You should be focusing on cutting ties with Nadette before she drives you crazy along with her. We don't need you ending up with an eating disorder." Jasper advised him with a grin.

"I don't know what kind of friends you two are."

"Relax, it's all in good fun." I said handing him a louix and giving him a light. "

"Enough about my life, lets discuss yours Edward."

"Yeah Edward. Who is it you were ordering for your men with generous hands to massage when I walked in the room?" Jasper inquired.

"Some boy named Nick from one of those youth centers I've donated to. He has his eye on a delicate flower I want to pick and I don't share."

"This is a first, I didn't know delicate flowers were your type."

"Jasper's right. You're usually breaking the hearts of black widows."

"You know what they say, there's a first time for everything..."

True manipulation lies in making someone believe they are making their own choices when, in reality, those choices are carefully orchestrated."

- Gillian Flynn

Once again, this chapter was a flashback.

Edward is 35

Emmett is 37

Jasper is 35