A/N: Hello there! As always I keep my notes short, sweet and to the point. I don't own twilight or anything resembling it, those honorable works belong to Stephanie Meyers!

Chapter 1: The Hot shot

Bpov

August 1st, 1802

It was scorching hot in this calf length dress my father had me wear. Someone new was coming to work for him and he had me dressed like a nun until the new man could control himself around me. I was used to hearing that I was utterly gorgeous on a daily basis. Every man (and even some strange women) would attempt to win my heart and as a result I found myself bombarded and loaded down with this feeling that I wasn't as beautiful as they said I was. I know it's a ridiculous thought to have, but when people are gushing about your beauty without provocation, one begins to wonder whether or not the truth is being told.

I am the daughter of a thief. The general of thieves, Terrorist, Anarchist and master murder of the Cullen Kingdom to be exact; Charlie Swan or "The Flame" was my dad. It may not seem like very much to an outsider but my dad was notorious for being absolutely ruthless. He burned his victims with his insignia, a large C in raised gold sitting atop a swan in flight, with the same device used to brand cattle but applied to the forehead of his victims. He would then disembowel them as they writhed from the fiery agony. Needless to say, towns feared him and sheriffs usually quit their jobs when they heard he was in the vicinity. As ruthless as he was, he was a lenient father and a caring one at that. I knew he loved me with an intense passion, almost as much as he loved my mother Renee. After fifteen long years they were still as in love as the day they met. His position just made it hard for an outgoing girl like me to have friend who wasn't afraid of her.

My mother sat by the fire with my younger sister Isadora or just Dora as we affectionately called her, reading a tale of pirates to her. When I was five she read the same stories to me and I'd always wanted to become a pirate afterwards. It had been my birthday wish to have a sibling and now, thirteen years later, i had one. Now I was eighteen and couldn't wait to be out on the open road, create a name for myself… maybe open a bakery. "And the pirate Blackbeard reared his hideous head and laughed at his enemy captain Barossa. ' Arrrg matee'-", my mother read to her. Dora sighed aloud interupting the story, "That's not how you say it! Your voice is supposed to be deeper!" Her scowl was absolutely adorable. I laughed and teased her, "Yeah moms come on! Speak like a pirate!" Mom growled at me, "Nice dress…" My eyes involuntarily inflamed and I felt a dark rare blush creep across my too pale white skin. Satisfied with my reaction she smiled and continued, "Bells go and see of that new man is here yet. Heavens knows that your father will need all the help he can get with new recruits coming in today. Meet him at the Crossroads, it isn't too far so don't bother taking the horses out. Your father will send a carriage for the two of you."

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It was no surprise that men wanted to join our den of forty or so thieves and although my father was the "General" and all the men looked to him for his leadership, we all knew that the true master mind of this plan for anarchy was stationed deep within the castle walls spying daily on the King Carlisle and Queen Esme.

I couldn't stand the stifling heat any longer and I stormed back upstairs to my room and quickly ripped off the black sack cloth type garment (A/N: Sack cloth is a type of heavy mourning cloth. Or at least I think it is; if I'm wrong… oops), changing quickly into a light and airy emerald green dress. The material was lighter than feathers and hugged every curve, the neck was a low "V" and the waist was the same. An simple golden chain served as the belt around my waist and I wore no shoes seeing as how the cool soil would feel like velvet between my toes. The sleeves were to my wrists and an intricate golden leave pattern covered the dress. I meandered down the stairs quickly trying to avoid my mother's commentary but barely escaping as I heard her tiny gasp of disapproval and amusement rolled into one.

Our "secret lair" was an underground city cleverly dubbed, Forks because of the two entrances to the city; one was the actual entrance and the other lead to a hidden cave where the floor had been blasted away and the dark cavern went for miles down into the black abyss. The city was two hundred feet underground, leading into it were stairs carved into the granite; high above it there was a rock ceiling where eroded places allowed streaming sunshine to pour through. The place was like a magical hideaway complete with an evergreen forest, underground lake, waterfall and plenty of vegetation. I had grown up here. The houses here were spaced close together and were based on ranking in the crew. The housing grew more elaborate the more important you were and the least important lived on the outskirts closer to the gates. My house was the highest up and was also the tallest, most spacious and by all means most elaborate and colorful.

I meandered down the dirt path into the trees towards the training grounds. As I walked the delicious smells from the bakery beckoned to me from the markets just to the left of another path, this was where I was told to meet the mystery man. I stood next to the tall evergreen tree with its branches reaching out and providing shade from the incessant sunshine. I wondered as I had on many an occasion if the sun were bright here, what would it be like up there? My mother was convinced I'd be blinded if I ever tried to go up there. A soft wind billowed through the clearing allowing my senses to be assaulted by spices, meats and sweets all found in the marketplace. The sounds of the people bargaining and the song of the women who weaved blankets and stitched clothing to sale outdoors called to me. I wanted to go and my feet felt like moving closer but I had a job to do and it wouldn't help if I was late. I turned to make my way back and ran directly into a chiseled chest; the air rushed from my lungs as I tried to make heads or tails of my situation. A set of strong arms caught me before I could reacquaint myself with my old friend… the ground. A silky voice chuckled lightly and in the same voice of silk asked, "Are you alright there mam? That was my fault entirely". I opened my eyes to see the sun's rays encasing the most angelic man on the earth. To say he was a god didn't even cover him. He was Zeus, Hercules, Adonis and Apollo all rolled into one. I inhaled his scent, oh dear Lord! He smelled like a man should smell! Cinnamon, a slight hint of the ocean and a sweet perfume I couldn't quite place into words to describe. "Hmmm" I hummed in appreciation, "You sir may run me over any day, all day." His emerald green eyes seemed shocked momentarily before he righted me and pulled me ever closer to his body causing a fire to ignite in my bones, before responding in a low sensuous tone, " There are many things I would care to do to you miss." I shuddered lightly. I was trained in the art of flirtation by my best friend Angela, a talent which I had perfected to get me plenty of items from my father's men but never had I actually been turned on before by a man reciprocating the action. I was still a virgen but I had always been a natural at getting my way and right now this man seemed to be bringing out the very worst in me.

I let my natural desire and lust take over. His eyes were hooded with lust and excitement, I smiled… easy peasy. "So…"

"Edward"

"Edward… What type of things would you care to do to me?"

He smiled a crooked grin that had me weak in the knees. Good thing he was still holding me fairly close. "I would love to tell you…"

"Bella", "Bella, but I'm late to an engagement already. Perhaps another time I can show you exactly what I want to do to you." He thrust his pelvis gently against my thigh and already I could feel his erection and my core heat up immediately. I moaned softly and he growled in my ear. Neither of us moved for a moment staring into each other's eyes and if it hadn't been for the sound of a carriage coming this way, we might have stood there all day. He finally backed away and I took his appearance in quickly; his black travelling cloak and pants along with his stark white pirate shirt billowing and open to my prying eyes. His skin was creamy pale white and was just begging to be licked. I licked my lower lip causing him to groan, "Miss Bella, you will be the death of me." I laughed and decided to play a little game with him. As the sound of the carriage slowly approached I gauged its distance before slinking up to him in my most sexual way. His eyes grew like saucers and I ran a hand through my wild brown hair letting it sift through my fingers. He grimaced as I came within just an inch of his lips, slowly I ran my nails down his chest and slowly, painfully slow, I sucked his lower lip into my mouth. His hands snaked up to grasp my waist firmly. I could tell we had mere seconds left so I grabbed at his crotch and stroked him roughly through the fabric before quickly pulling away.

The carriage came to a halt and I could see my father's right hand man, Billy Black sitting atop the carriage holding the reins of his two fine mares Leah and Emily. He smiled down at me, "Only you could go against orders and NOT be killed for it." Edward discreetly adjusted himself before turning around and bowing low, "Good day sir. May I ask how you know young Bella?" I felt my throat tighten, why I was so nervous for him to know who I was made no sense but the panic was taking over. Billy grinned that trademark smile, "She's the daughter of "The Flame", or didn't you know?"

A/N: Okay so in this story just to clarify, Bella is feisty and not very shy; rarely does she blush but she does happen to still be so clumsy that she's practically handicapped and Edward happens to rather shy around her. I decided to give just a sneak peak of the extreme horny-ness that is this Bella. Tell me what you think? Less words? More? Less detail? Pleeeeeease tell me.