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EPOV

As I drove to the secret place we would meet, I felt my heart beating erratically in my chest. I was going to get caught one of these days and he'd have my head, but the alternative is so much worse than death. To never see Bella again would destroy me with such acute pain. I would beg for death, welcome it. That's why I was here again headed to a dingy motel to meet Bella. Or should I say Isabella Black wife of drug lord Jacob Black, he also happened to be my business partner. Bella and I both tried to fight what we have, but it didn't take long for the need to overrule all logic and for thoughts of self preservation to be thrown out the window. I pulled into the dank parking lot, and got out of my Volvo. I walked begrudgingly towards the room I had reserved. This was always when the guilt hit me, thinking of the danger that our relationship put her in. If it was only me it wouldn't matter, but the fact that she was on the line too, nearly killed me. How could I be so selfish? I had battled with myself for the last year and a half that this had been going on. But every time I brought it up to Bella she would get this look on her face. It was so hurt and sad, I couldn't stand it; I always caved and just kissed the pain away. I put the key in the door and turned it slowly. She would be there waiting for me already. I stepped into the still dark room and closed the door calmly behind me, locking it back fully.

"Hello," Bella's sweet voice half whispered in the darkness.

"Hello," I replied turning on the light and moving to face her. She was sitting on the bed, her long mahogany hair was piled high on her head; she was in jeans and a blue button up shirt. She was the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I looked at her again and noticed her eyes were a little red and puffy. Had she been crying? I was next to her on the bed in an instant.

"Bella, Love… what's wrong?" I asked putting my hand on her face and making her look directly into my eyes. There was pain there and fear, but also joy?

"Edward, I'm pregnant," she whispered tears filling her big doe eyes again. My heart sunk and my stomach churned.

"Is it his?!" I demanded dropping my hands from her and standing away from her as jealousy and fear consumed me. The thought of him touching her ever again always hurtful, but if she had his child I knew it would end us; she would never risk her child. My heart was pounding and my mind was in a haze.

I heard a little sob come from her and turned back to see her looking at me as if she'd been burned. Shit, I did that; when I moved away, left her alone there when she was afraid. Why am I such an asshole? I moved back over to her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her to me tightly.

"Bella, honey, I'm sorry I wasn't thinking, I was jealous and I'm sorry," I said, rubbing her back as she cried into my shoulder clinging to me know. I kissed the top of her head before continuing.

"Bella, I love you, but I need to know… is it his baby?" I asked more gently this time, holding her and closing my eyes tightly waiting for her response, waiting for the pain. She calmed down a little and pulled back to look at me with her tear soaked face. I wanted to take back my question and just forget all our problems so she wouldn't hurt anymore, wouldn't cry.

"I had the doctor test to see when the baby was conceived so I would know… Edward, it's your baby," she said, crying a little more putting her face in her hands. This was bad news… and amazing news. I wanted nothing more than for Bella to bear my children, but she wasn't mine outside this room. And Jacob Black is a vengeful, dangerous man.

"We're having a baby?" I said in a whisper, feeling overcome. How would we do this, how would we keep our secret?

"No…" Bella said still crying, it got harder after she replied. I was confused; she said it was mine, didn't she? Then a terrible thought hit me.

"Bella, what do you mean? Please talk to me," I said removing her hands from her face and lifting her chin so she was looking at me. There was so much sorrow in her eyes. I felt the need to look away, but I didn't. That would have been like leaving all this on her, and I'd already come too close to doing that tonight.

"We can't keep the baby, Edward. What if he looks like you? I'd want him to, but if he did? Jacob will know, he would hurt you; maybe even hurt the baby. I can't do that to a child, Edward. So no matter how much I want to have your baby, I won't risk you for anything," she said sounding both heartbroken and determined at the same time. I knew what she meant, I couldn't risk her either, and I knew Jacob would not be above hurting Bella. I briefly relived a memory of Jacob losing his temper.

Flash back.

We were at a night club in Mexico. It was a bar in the front, and a brothel in the back. Jacob was already high on cocaine and tequila when we arrived. I had just flown in for a meeting earlier that day and Jake insisted I accompany him to the club, saying I needed to get laid. I begrudgingly went, knowing I wouldn't find any sufficient woman, having already formed an infatuation with Bella. I was occupying myself with some scotch, while Jacob made out with one of the clubs prostitutes. Leah, I think her name was. She was a pretty girl, rosette skin, dark, almost black eyes, long straight black hair and full lips. She was a little stocky for my taste, but an attractive woman all the same. They were kissing then she straddled him and began grinding against him . He grabbed her ass moving them with more ferocity. His mouth slid down her chest biting her nipple, making her whimper. He moved one hand under her tiny dress and it disappeared as she began whimpering and moaning more. She was obviously very good at what she did, keeping Jacob happy. Her hands tangled in Jake's hair and she began thrashing.

"Baby baby!" she called throwing her head back and pressing tighter to Jake.

"Yes, you're going to cum, aren't you, little slut…" Jake said roughly. I found myself unable to look away… were they really doing that right here? In the VIP area with at least twenty other people in the room? I guess when you're Jacob Black, you do as you please. I found myself wondering again how he had managed to get Bella as a wife.

"Say my name!" Jacob demanded as Leah's back arched harshly.

"Jay!" she yelled out as she released. The moment the words left her mouth I felt a tinge of pain for her. She was about to be hurt. I watched as Jake pushed her off him and into the floor callously.

"What did you say?" Jacob screamed at her. I watched some of the people in the room freeze for a moment before most of them started toward the exits. Everyone but me and Jake's guards would leave now, no witnesses. The girl's horrified face watched, the terror in her eyes growing as people deserted her.

"What the fuck did you call me, you pathetic whore?!" Jake asked again, this time grabbing her chin and growling the words into her face. She was visibly shaking as he released her chin and slapped her hard across the face. She hit the floor and I saw the blood leaking from her nose and lip. Jacob kicked her in the stomach as she lay there helpless.

"Answer me bitch!" he said, delivering another cruel blow to the girl's abdomen. She was panting and cringing obviously trying not to scream. The girl was no doubt used to being beaten in her line of work, and realized that yelling would only make him madder.

"Jay," she finally called out as Jake grabbed her by the hair and jerked her head towards him again. The girl barely resembled herself; she was a quivering mess of bruised flesh and blood.

"Paul, knife!" Jacob called to his body guard. I held my drink tighter, I would do nothing for her; but the old urges to help that my father had instilled in me were still there. Paul walked over and handed Jake a large pocket knife. The girl's once pretty brown eyes were blood shot and wide with fear. She started struggling but Jake just hit her face again and signaled for Paul to hold her. She began screaming but Paul put a hand over her mouth while Jacob began to carve his name into her chest.

"I'm going to take a piss; I'll see you at the car," I said, making an escape before my almost dead conscience tried to pull some zombie rescue shit.

End flash back

Even knowing all this, I still couldn't do that to our child; to a little Bella. My mind raced with the possibilities. A daddy's girl, she would be beautiful like Bella and have her mother's radiant blush. She would love Bella and me as much as we love each other, as much as we would love her. I shook my head trying to get all the images out of my head.

"Bella, come away with me, we can go anywhere and have a life just us and our child," I begged holding her hands and pleading with her with my eyes. She smiled a little at the idea, but her face fell.

"He'll find us if I run, and if you go too…he will never stop," she said and I knew she was right. My world was falling apart; killing an adult who had sinned and hurt, that I had done before. But killing a baby so pure and untainted by this world, this life… I couldn't. I may be a killer when this life demands it, but I've never been cold blooded. That's when I made up my mind, someone would die, but it would not be our child.

"Bella, I'll fix this, just don't abort our baby. Please, I'm begging you. I'll fix everything, love. Please," I beseeched pulling her to me and kissing her cheeks. Her body melted against mine and I held her there as she cried a little more and let silent tears fell down my face.

"Trust me, love," I said,kissing her full perfect lips. She responded gently… comfortingly; we were both trying to comfort each other.

"I trust you," she said, pulling away and looking up at me through her long lovely lashes.

"Edward, I want to feel better, make me feel better," Bella whispered, moving in and nuzzling my neck. She didn't have to ask me twice; she needed me as I needed her. I moved over closer to her and started unbuttoning her shirt slowly running my hands over her collar bone eliciting a shutter from her. Her hands slid up to my neck and pulled me in for another sweet kiss. Her tongue slid slowly over my lips and I opened for her. I was immediately intoxicated by her taste, sweet and sultry. We were both on our knees now, moving slowly together while removing each other's clothes. I felt her small hands sliding down my now bare chest, to my belt. I pulled away looking to her surprised eyes, and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Not yet, love. I am going to make you feel better first," I said, smiling crookedly at her; knowing she couldn't resist that particular smile. I moved forward and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her slowly, teasingly. Then I tipped my head down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. I smiled to myself thinking that soon I would have to share this delicacy. My girls; I liked the sound of that more and more. I'll fix everything like I promised. I will have Bella as my wife and we'll take care of our child. We'll be happy; I'll keep them safe, always. I moved to Bella's other breast giving it the same amount of attention, nipping and sucking, before moving to her lips again. My hands slipped down her hips and she moaned into my mouth as I began undoing her pants and pushing them along with her underwear down to her knees, before pushing her back on the bed gently and pulling them all the way off of her. I stood for a moment just looking down on my queen. So beautiful, her pale creamy skin was bare of any hair and her figure was curved everywhere it should be. Her perfection always stunned me. I moved back towards her, starting at her feet, kissing first her left foot, moving up her ankle, calf, knee, and thigh, with my lips and hands. Then I repeated the process on the other leg. I could tell she was growing inpatient as she squirmed and started folding her own breast while I worked. Once I finished with her legs, I kissed her hips, stomach, chest, neck, face, and then lips. Loving every inch of her, I was caressing her with my hands as I went. She was mewing and whimpering verbosely for me. I smiled against her lips, moving off of her, ignoring her sounds of protest.

"Sit up Bella," I said, helping her up to a sitting position. Once she was sitting I moved behind her putting my legs on either side of hers and sitting her so she was almost on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and started massaging her breast and kissing her neck. She leaned her head over giving me enhanced access. I slowly slid one of my hands down her stomach to her lower lips and began to stroke her. I moved slowly, making her want for more.

"Please, Edward," she moaned as I flicked her clit lightly. I obliged my angel, ending the torture and slipping a finger inside her, I began moving a bit rougher. I then added another finger as her hips started moving with my hand. I kept it up, kissing her neck and fondling her breasts while my fingers moved deep inside her. She moaned and whimpered, urging me on. I continued my steady pace, occasionally flicking her clit with my thumb. I felt her body tensing for release and I moved the hand that was on her breast to her face, tilting it so I could kiss her; capturing her cries of pleasure as she came for me. I kept pumping her until she came fully down from her climax. I pulled away from her mouth resting my forehead on hers.

"I love you, Bella. You're going to be my wife soon, no more hiding," I said, looking into her intense and lustful eyes. They softened at my words and a small smile played on her lips. I moved my arms up and down hers and hugged her to me tightly. I moved away from her slightly and started undoing my pants. Bella turned and began helping me. They slid off and Bella moved her hands up my thighs, caressing me. She started working my hard member with her hands and my hips bucked with the motion. It was amazing the way she knew my body, what felt best, what would make me cum.

"Bella," I moaned as she worked me harder, one of her hands moving to my balls and massaging them with just the right amount of pressure. I was really worked up now, moaning and grunting uncontrollably, bucking my hips and fighting off my orgasm.

"Mmmm, Love stop, please I need to be inside you when I cum," I said leaning in and kissing her passionately. She got even closer to me straddling my hips and positioned herself over me, while never breaking our kiss. She pulled back from the kiss and looked deep into my eyes and I swear we were both watching the happy vision of what our future could be without this being a surreptitious love.

"I love you," we said at the same time and I couldn't help but smile. I put my hands on her hips and pressed her down onto my erect member. I groaned, and she whimpered as I filled her completely. We stayed still a moment both of us enjoyed the feeling of being fully together. We began kissing and moving together. The feeling of being inside her hot wet was like finding Shangri-La. I leaned us down so I was on top of her and pinned her hands above her head and started moving harder and deeper inside her as she whimpered and panted beneath me.

"I love you, mmm, wanna be your wife," she panted out as I started moving faster inside her. I was overjoyed at her statement; she would be mine completely, soon. Over and over I moved in and out of her, as I slowly kissed every exposed piece of skin I could find. Bella moved her hips to meet my thrusts and moaned out my name. I kept thrusting deep and felt her tighten around me.

"E-edwar-d!" Bella called as she came around my member. Her wetness spasmed around me and drove me mad. It only took one more thrust and I came inside my Bella. I waited until we had both come back to earth before I pulled out of her and moved down laying my head on her stomach and placing kisses on it. Bella's hands wound in my hair and we just laid there. Enjoying our solitude; not eager to go. Knowing that once we left this room she'd once again belong to someone else and I'd just be a man with a murderous plan. But here in this room we could be Edward and Bella; the lovers, the couple, and the family. And very, very soon, we will have all that outside this room.