A/N:- HERE IS ANOTHER CHAPTER THAT I THOUGHT I'D GIVE YOU TWO REALLY QUICKLY TO MAKE UP FOR MY LONG ABCENCE. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

Chapter Five: A Show Of Heart

I walk us to the large double doors directly in front of us and stop in front of it. Isabella looks like she is confused and awed? So I tell her what is behind this door and what this room is for as I turn to open it.

I step in and turn the lights on.

I hear a sharp intake of breath and turn to see Isabella's shocked expression at the sight before her. She then looks at me with a silent question burning in her brown eyes and I tell her to look around while I go get what we came in here for.

I don't know why I am being this sentimental or anything like that; I really didn't go for all the mushy stuff. But I really want to show her something that was left to me by my mother after her passing to give to the woman I am to wed.

If truth be told I wouldn't have settled down on my own and something tells me that maybe this is fate or some other mumbo jumbo stuff like that.

'GOD I am so going to have to have a sparring session with Jasper later after this...maybe he can help me make head and tails of with all these different feelings that I am experiencing right now.' I think to myself.

None of the women I have ever had the pleasure of seeing would ever want something as sentimental as this, they were more or less whores that are gold diggers so would more than likely want something from Tiffany or worse.

I just can't explain this pull I feel towards her, not to mention that weird electric shock thing before. I even felt it when I took her hand and lifted her chin up in my office.

I wonder how it will feel when I get to touch other places...

STOP IT! I yell at myself for that thought.

Shaking my head, I walk over to a cabinet with glass doors that holds all of the more, smaller valuable pieces that we wish to still look at, but we didn't want in either of our rooms/offices.

I put the key in the lock, open the door and pull it open once I hear the click signalling it is unlocked. I reach in and grab my Mother's Engagement ring. It's a single Emerald that has been cut and polished to look like a Diamond, surrounded by individually clawed white and blue Diamonds set in white, yellow and rose gold's.

The main part of the band is Rose gold, the claws holding the white and blue Diamonds is Yellow gold and the main Emerald is set in White gold. I then turn to find Isabella looking at my pride and joy.

My first ever gun. My father gave me that for my 16th birthday (along with my first car, a 1989 Ferrari Testarossa V12 coupe, which I still have). I relock the door I opened and walk over to her.

"That's my baby, my first ever gun. It still works, just so you know and I drive out to the firing range at the back of this estate sometimes just to make sure it still works and to clean it. My father gave it to me for my 16th birthday, I have had a lot of guns since then, but none have been worth keeping like this one because this one was custom made for me.

"Only I can really use it as a result, but I can let you try it out someday if you like. You'll be the first female to ever touch and fire it; even my sister hasn't touched this gun. Don't get me wrong she wants to, but it's my baby." She nods her head at me, cocks her head to the side as if in thought and then looks back up at me.

While she is not as tall as Rosalie's 6"1; she's not as small as Alice's 4"11, she is just nicely in between. The top of her head reaches my shoulder and I'm 6"2 so if I were to kiss her on those plump and lush lips I wouldn't be bending down too much.

Her melodic voice snaps me back to reality.

"I would like that very much Mr. Mas..."

"Edward, please call me Edward. Mr. Mason is for when I work or my father and it makes me feel so old sometimes." I interrupt her. She blushes and again I can't stop staring at her and thinking how beautiful she looks when she blushes.

My hand itches to just run down her cheek.

"Ok, Edward. This room is wonderful, I wish I had thought to make a room like this before..."she looks away from me and I swear I saw a tear running down her cheek and her eyes water.

'Oh wow I think I am seeing the real Isabella shining through the cool, calm and in control touch cookie that is my rival all these years.' I think. It makes my heart go out to her for some reason.

I place my hand on the side of her face to make her look back at me, cupping her cheek gently and I feel that weird electric shock thing run up my arm instantly at the contact. When she does look back at me, I can see the unshed tears threatening to fall and a few that have.

I wipe them off and my heart clenches at the sight of her expression.

What could possibly crack through her tough exterior? I ask myself. I start to ask her in a worried tone.

"Bella, what is wrong? Please tell me, I know this situation is not normal but I don't want you to be upset. We can find another way, if it's not what you want..." she interrupts me by placing one of her long, slender, delicate fingers over my lips. My breathing halts for a moment at the gesture.

"No, that is not the reason for my tears. My mother was murdered on my 16th birthday right in front of me and this is the reason why I became an assassin in the first place. To avenge her, but then I found out she was murdered to get back at my father for a debt that he and my mother had."

She takes a deep breath and steps away from me, looks at my baby again before turing back to me and continuing.

"I found out the hit was ordered by the Volturi family cartel. My parents debt was actually an arrangement with Aro Volturi that there first born be handed over to them, if the child is a girl then she will be married off to his son.

"Whose wife's and girlfriends, I have since found out, have a way of turning up dead. My father never knew that I went to find my mother's killer. When I found out about the arrangement, I confronted him about it and he told me that they couldn't follow through with the deal.

"They knew how ruthless Aro's son is and didn't want me to suffer the same fate; they loved me too much and just knew in their hearts that I was meant for something better.

"Then 5 years ago we learned that he had a rare form of cancer and it is a slow progressing one. We don't know when his last day will be and every specialist we have ever gone to still can't help with that or anything else other than to make him comfortable and to keep up chemo and radiation therapies and hope they do something.

"If I had a room like this I could come and sit in it when I feel like I am forgetting my mother. I also wish she could have been here. All I really have left of her is the memory of the life in her beautiful hazel green eyes leave, how her blood felt on my hands and how it smelt.

"I can't even remember the good times with her, don't get me wrong we have photo's and video's of her, but I don't have the time or a private enough place to look at them and so I guess I have never really grieved the loss of her and my father's slow death is just starting to catch up on me now."

After she finishes talking I don't know what makes me do it, but I wrapped my arms around her and give her the most loving and caring hug I have ever given anyone in my whole life that I can remember. I lean down and whisper into her ear.

"Then I will make you a room just like this for just you." She pulls away from me suddenly and I think for a moment she is going to yell at me or even hit me, so I tense up, but when I see the heart melting smile on her face I relax.

It's right then I realise I am a goner and I start falling for her.

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