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I wanted to kiss her, but she was scowling, unhappy with the
agreement. “I know that you made this decision under duress. However, with
being my fiancée, you’ll get protection and you will not have a repeat of last
night, dolce,” I whispered.
“What does that mean? Dolce?”
Bella asked.
“Sweet,” I answered. “It’s Italian and you are so very
sweet.”
“Don’t try to butter me up, Cullen,” she snapped. “I was
brutally attacked because of my association with you. I’m agreeing to this
because I don’t want my family, the small amount of family that I have left, to
be hurt because of our relationship. I want my uncle protected, too.”
“It’s done, Bella,” I said. “It’ll be subtle, but he will be
protected.”
She nodded, looking at the clock. “Shit! I have to go to
class!” Bella tried to get up and nearly fell in the tangle of sheets. I caught
her before she collapsed. “Edward, I have to go.”
“Bella, you have a concussion,” I said, holding her
squirming, writhing body. She gasped, collapsing against me. “And damage to
your ribs.” She cried, her entire body shaking from her sobs. “Dolce, you need to calm down.”
“I’ve got too much to do … my classes, my job … FUCK! My
apartment,” she said, her voice hysterical. I swept her into my arms and sat
down on the overstuffed chair in the corner. I held her in my lap, cradling her
tenderly. She eventually sagged against me, exhaustion washing over her. “What
am I going to do?”
“Let’s talk about all of it,” I said, tucking her head under
my chin. She melted against me, idly playing with the buttons of my wrinkled
dress shirt. “With that asshole who attacked you, I think it’s best that you
stop working for your uncle.”
“I need my paycheck to pay for my classes, Edward,” she
muttered.
“Which brings me to my next point … since we’re engaged …”
“Without a ring,” she deadpanned.
“That will be remedied, I promise you,” I vowed, cupping her
chin and looking into her espresso depths. “I want to get you something that
represents your beauty, your strength and your tenacity.” She blinked, her
bruised face breaking my heart. “Back to what I was saying. I’m not going to
renege on my promise to pay for your education. I will pay your tuition.”
“Edward …” she argued.
“No, dolce,” I
argued back. “I don’t want you pulling insane hours and being out unprotected.
So, I’ll pay for your graduate classes. My fiancée is going to get a top-notch
education. And you will be protected. I am going to have interviews for your
body guard today or tomorrow. I want you to sit in on the interviews. I want
you to feel safe with the man I’m entrusting your safety to.”
“I have classes tomorrow, too,” she whispered.
“Send an email to your professors and explain that you were
in an accident. You will be out the rest of the week, Bella,” I said.
“I think my laptop was ruined in the struggle,” she
grumbled. “Another expense.”
I took out my cell phone. Angela, I need a MacBook, completely tricked out, insured and password
protected by the end of the day today ~ E.C.
I’ll get it from IT,
boss. You coming in today? ~ Angela
Family emergency …
I’ll be back tomorrow. Thanks, Ang. You’re awesome ~ E.C.
“You’ve got a laptop,” I said, arching a brow. She opened
her mouth to argue. “Isabella … what’s mine is yours.”
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