Chapter One: Dinner

Summary: Bella is the owner for Sweet Swans, a catering bakery. Edward is the head of the Cullen Mafia. What happens when their paths cross? Edward wants her, and he always gets what he wants. Rated M for adult themes, language, and future sexual content.

Author's Note: This is basically Sweet Swan and the Mafia, my old mafia story that I have deleted, concept. Just different.

BPOV:

I was sitting in my office going through the order that I had for Sunday when I heard the loud clanking on my hardwood floors. "Hey, Rose!" I called out.

"Hey, Bells." She sat down on the chair across from me. "Do you have an order to bake?"

I nodded. "I need to start baking for Sunday. It's the charity event for Seattle Children's hospital." Rosalie nodded. "It is all cookies, so I can make the dough really late tonight because I won't bake them until tomorrow. What can I do for you?"

Rosalie gave me a funny face. "Well..." She paused. "Would you be able to come to dinner with me tonight? Emmett wants to meet you. His brother and sister, Edward and Alice will be there. Alice will be there with her boyfriend. I am getting close to all of them, and I would love for them to get close to my best friend too!"

I just looked at Rosalie. I really wanted to meet Emmett because he put the sparkle back in Rosalie's eyes after Royce took it from her. "Okay. I will go." I paused. "Where are we going?"

She smiled and squealed. "Thank you, Bella. Emmett is important to me, and so are you. We are going to Sapori d'Italia." My jaw dropped. Sapori d'Italia is stupidly expensive, but I quickly picked up my jaw.

This is for Rosalie.

"What should I wear?" I raised my eyebrow at her. I don't really go out to places like Sapori. Hell, I don't really go out since Sweet Swan is on the rise. I mean I have a few dresses, but they are too casual for Sapori d'Italia.

Rosalie smirked at me. "I know what is in your closet, and I am telling you that they will just not do." Oh, here we go. Bella Barbie. "So change out of your ratty pajamas and let's go shopping!"

I looked down at my pajamas. I was wearing cotton pajama shorts and a tank top. "For your information, my pajamas are not ratty." I stood up and walked upstairs to my bedroom. I changed into skinny jeans, flip-flops, and a simple black v-neck. As soon as I turned to leave, I saw Rosalie standing there shaking her head. "What?"

"Nope. Nope. Nope." She walked into my closet. She came out with black ankle booties and a red kimono. I just sighed and put them on because I knew that we were not going to leave until I did so. I rather get this done sooner rather than later.

After being tortured at the mall for three hours, Rosalie dropped me off at home. I spent the next few hours getting all of the ingredients together before I got ready for dinner.

I showered, curled my hair into soft waves, put on makeup, and got dressed. "I don't look that bad," I told myself. I was wearing a black dress. The top of the dress was all lace that had cap sleeves, a small dip in the chest, and keyhole back. The skirt was just a black skirt. No lace, no bells, and no whistles. I finished off the look with nude ankle strap heels.

I quickly grabbed the necklace that I got from my Papa and put it on. I heard my front door open, so I quickly grabbed my purse and went downstairs. "Ooh. You look gorgeous," Rosalie said.

"Thank you." I looked at her outfit. She was wearing a tight red tank dress with gold heels. She makes the dress look good. "You look cute too." I locked up my house as we walked outside. "Uh. Where is your car?"

Rosalie giggled. "We are riding in style." She grabbed my hand and led me to this dark Escalade. "Garrett, meet Bella. Bella, meet Garrett, Emmett's driver."

What does Emmett do that he needs a personal driver?

"I'm so excited for the two of you to meet. I'm kind of nervous. I don't want anything to go bad tonight." She sighed. "I must warn you. His brother, Edward, can be a little bit of a dick."

I grabbed Rosalie's hand. "Everything will be fine, Ro. If Emmett makes you happy, I'm happy. He has put something back in your eyes that was taken away." Rosalie started to get tears in your eyes. "None of that."

She laughed and wiped her eyes. "Okay." The two of us sat in comfortable silence. We walked inside, and we immediately went into this back seating area. Rosalie's eyes lightened up when she saw this big burly man. "Hello, Darling." Emmett gave her a big sloppy kiss on the cheek.

It was childish but cute.

Emmett made his way over to me. "Hi, Belly." He picked me up and gave me this huge bear hug. "It's nice to finally meet you."

I laughed as he put me down. "It's nice to meet the big Emmy." His face dropped at the nickname. "Call me Belly. You get Emmy."

He laughed really loud. "I like her."

"Emmett, act like a gentleman." I turned my head to see this gorgeous Adonis looking man. I seriously wanted to dropped panties for him. Adonis man stood up and walked to the chair that was across from him. "Let me remind my brother what manners look like." He pulled my chair out for me. "Edward."

"Bella." I shook his hand, and a shock ran up my arms. I sat down, and he gently pushed my chair in a little bit for me. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," he said with a wink. He sat down across from me between Emmett and another man.

"I'm Alice. This is my boyfriend, Jasper," I smiled at the two of them. "What do you do for a living?"

I smiled thinking about my career that I was so proud of. "I am a caterer. I own Sweet Swan."

Edward looked at me. "What cuisine do you work with?"

"Baked goods. I strictly do baking." I grabbed the menu, and my heart almost stopped. The prices are so expensive. Don't get me wrong. I have money, but I would never spend this much on a meal just for myself.

"Why made you want to do baking?" Jasper asked. "If you don't mind me asking."

"My Nonni and Papa basically made my decision for me. I would stay at my Nonni's house all the time because I just did. My Nonna and I would bake day in and day out together. Nonno and Papa would always critique any new recipes that my Nonna and I would do." I could feel the tears coming. "It was basically those memories that made me start my own business. It was either Sweet Swan or Swan House Flipping." The tears fell down my face. "I'm sorry." I wiped away my tears.

"House flipping?" Edward asked to change the subject for me.

I nodded. "My Nonno flipped houses for a living."

Alice looked interested. "I've always wanted to flip a house. I just don't know how."

I laughed. "It's actually not that hard." I paused. "Well from what I could do. I designed with Nonna when I helped out. Nonno and Papa worked with the construction aspect."

The waitress came over to us. "Hello. Welcome to Sapori d'Italia. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?" Everyone ordered wine that sounded expensive while I got water because I have to be up late.

"No. She will actually have a glass of Moscato," Rosalie said. The waitress nodded and left.

"Ro!" She just looked at me innocently. "Just one."

She smiled and kissed my cheek. "Thank you."

"What is wrong with wine?" Emmett asked.

I sighed. "I have to be up late tonight to start baking for Sunday." Emmett looked at me. "Every year, I would do what I call a donation bake for Seattle Children's Hospital. I asked the hospital what dessert they would like to have. I am doing cookies this year. It's just something that puts smiles on the kid's faces when they are going through something that brings them down."

"I think that is very admirable," Edward said.

The waitress came back with the wine. "Are you all ready to order?" We all nodded and gave her our orders. I was getting excited for my Spaghetti Carbonara.

"Enough about little ole' me. What about you all? What do you do?" I asked. I just stared at Edward. I wanted to get to know him.

"Well, I own a bunch of restaurants, clubs, and casinos. Alice, Emmett, and I are Italian." My body and soul just melted to mush.

An Italian man.

"Any restaurants that I would know?" I smirked at him.

"Oh, Tesoro. You are sitting in the first restaurant that I ever built." He gave me a wink.

My heart fluttered at the nickname - Treasure.

"I own a few gyms and clubs," Emmett said. Edward had a flash of irritation on his face.

"I own Pixie Couture and Kiddy Closet," Alice said. I noticed that Edward's face calmed a little bit. I guess he has a soft spot for his sister.

I nodded at her. "I have been in there with Rosalie before. It's a really gorgeous shop."

She smiled. "Thank you!" She squealed. "It's my baby." I sighed. "You okay?"

I groaned. "I'm between two fashionistas. The store owner and the designer."

Alice laughed. "Oh, Bella. I am a designer too. I just design the clothes for Kiddy Closet. I have more fun designing kid's clothes."

I nodded. "Nice."

"I am a business partner with Alice for her clothing stores, and I own a few different shops as well." He didn't divulge into the semantics of his shops, so I didn't feel like I needed to press it.

Suddenly, our food came out. I guess owning the restaurant has its perks. I took a bite of my carbonara, and I moaned. This is delicious. No one else was paying attention to me besides Edward. His emerald green eyes darkened as I moaned out. "Okay, Edward. I have eaten a lot of carbonara throughout my life, but I have to say this is some of the best that carbonara that I have put in my mouth."

Edward smirked. "The best?" I shook my head. "Whose carbonara is the best, then?"

"Nonna's carbonara," I said with a wink.

Edward put his steak knife down. "I will have to try it sometime, Tesoro."

"Maybe." The rest of the meal was spent with some light conversations between Edward and I. It was like each duo was in their own little world. I learned that Edward speaks fluent Italian just like I can. He sang quite a few praises about his mom. It is refreshing to see a bond like that since Rosalie and I lacked that bond growing up. I also learned that Sapori d'Italia is his prized possession.

There was something about him, though. It was like I was meeting the mask, not the true Edward.

The waitress walked over to us. "How was everything?" We all nodded. "Good. I'm glad. Have a good rest of your night, guys."

I looked around. "Did she leave a check?" I didn't see a single piece of paper on the table.

Edward raised his eyebrow at me. "You think that I would let a beautiful Tesoro pay for a meal? This is my restaurant. Don't worry about it."

I raised an eyebrow back at him. "Beautiful Treasure, huh?" I paused. "Okay, I see you, Principe Azzurro."

He chuckled. "Oh, Tesoro. I am far from Prince Charming."

After that, we all stood up to head out. Edward stood next to me in a protective manner. I don't understand it, but I let it slide. "It was nice meeting you, Bella," he said as he walked me to the Escalade.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "You too, Edward." I got in with Rosalie, and we were on our way back to my house.