Well, it didn't take a year like last time, did it now? Anyway, this is the last chapter... probably. If you'd like a continuation, just PM me or leave a review.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Henry Newton." The blonde announcer spoke through the microphone. I wrapped my arm around Rosalie's waist lovingly, now more confident about our feelings for each other. She leaned on my form and whispered in my ear, earning a shudder from me.

"What happened back there?" She was obviously referring to the talk Henry Newton and I had had five minutes ago. I turned to the man in question, who was almost shining from happiness. I would have too if someone saved my butt like I did with him.

"You'll see. Consider this an early 'apology' gift for all I put you though lately." I kissed her soft cheek and gave it a small pat before turning in the direction of the eldest -and smartest- Newton.

"Not too many years ago I created Toncom," Behind my perfect smile, a groan was born. That indicates the start of long speeches. "It all started with a dream, but it became my reality." Mr. Newton paused, probably to add more drama. "Unfortunately, Toncom has entered a crisis thanks to the 'efforts' of its owners," Much to my amusement and pleasure, he glared directly at Michael.

"However," That was my cue. I kissed Rosalie's neck softly and walked up to the stage, positioning myself beside Newton Senior, who took that chance to put a grateful hand on my shoulder, keeping his distance so Rosalie would know there were no ulterior moves behind the action -I had told Henry about her jealousy. "The answer to our prayers came in the form of young Isabella Swan." I smiled pleasantly at the clapping people.

"As many of you know, Toncom is nearly broke." He glared again at Michael, who visibly cringed at the implication of that heated gaze. "Isabella Swan has offered me a fusion with Naba Co." A wave of whispers hit us immediately, making me smile in pride. My company had come along rather nicely during the last years, and when I was made the CEO the sales improved a twenty percent.

"Unfortunately, due to the depth of Toncom's debts, we will be completely absorbed by the Naba Co." At this, Michael seemed to react in a way that was all but meek and tame as he had shown for the past minutes.

"No! I refuse such a proposal!" He yelled, flailing his arms horizontally. At my side, Henry sighed in embarrassment and frustration. "You can't just decide to do that with my company!" I lifted my eyebrow at that. Michael seemed to have forgotten one tiny, little detail.

"I can and I will." Henry answered calmly. "You want to know why, Mike?" Henry's voice was not cold, but it was definitely not a warm, fatherly tone. He didn't even wait for his son to answer. "Because all the shares of the company belong to me. You were always my employer and now," He looked at me from the corner of his eye. "Miss Swan was graceful enough to allow you to work in her company," Michael relaxed visibly at this. "As a regular worker." Cue in the whines; I was out of there as soon as Michael started to behave like an over-grown crybaby.

"Want to grab some pizza?" I offered my friends, who were still looking at Michael's unamusing reaction.

"Please and thank you, Miss President." Emmett joked before offering his arm to victoria, who took it gracefully and let herself be guided to the exit, more than glad to be out of this loon-pit.

"Esme? Alice?" The two in question nodded their heads and locked arms before following Emmett's and Victoria's example.

"Miss Rosalie?" I offered my own arm to the blonde, who took it without hesitation. My heart flew out of the building right before us.

"So... CEO, huh?" I smiled sheepishly as we walked towards the exit entrance. I was glad that it wasn't raining like the weather lady had said. Then again, she is a compulsive liar.

"I guess I have been for a year, give or take." She gave me an unamused look, telling me to continue. So i did. I launched on a short, summarized version of the events that had taken place in my life ever since I left Toncom. By the time I was finished, we were all gathered in front of a standard restaurant, sitting around two joined tables.

"Pepperoni anyone?" Emmett asked as he checked the menu with Alice, who was more than eager to have a break of her motherhood duties and actually eating something prepared instead of the fast food she had grown accustomed to due to her tight schedule with her job, husband and child.

The rest of the night went smoothly, but it soon came to an end. The first to leave was Alice, who had a child waiting home. She was driven by Esme, who was keeping her distance from Rosalie, as if showing her that she wasn't involved with me in a romantic may be silly, but Rosalie was pleased by this. I would have to talk to her about this; jealousy is cute and all, but I need my secretary to function properly. Maybe she could bully her outside working hours?

"Time to go, babe!" Emmett boomed, patting his muscled belly before standing up and paying for the bill. After much arguing and a couple of childish games it was decided that he would pay this time and I would pay for the next one.

"Lets go, I'll drive you to your house." I laced my fingers with Rosalie's before basically dragging her to my car. Opening the door, I gave her a kiss on the cheek and hoped on the driver seat, buckling my belt and starting the engine.

"Bella..." I didn't turn to her, seeing as I was driving, but I did hum to confirm that I was indeed listening.

I had to hold down a yelp of surprise when a slim hand started caressing my inner right thigh, teasingly drawing circle patterns on it. This woman was going to be my sure death: one blissful, happy-filled death.

"Y-Yeah?" Red light, dammit. Please, please get green soon. I closed my eyes and gripped the wheel as a hot breath caressed my ear. I was almost panting with pent up sexual frustration. There was so much I could take with Rosalie at my side, looking more beautiful than ever in her gorgeous dress.

"Take me to your house." Green light I'll be damned. I sped off through the night, not caring about how many speed laws I was breaking in the way. Not only that, but Rosalie's hand kept trailing upwards, drawing those horrible circle patterns all over my clothed flesh. It was he sweetest torture I had ever endured in my life.

When we arrived, things were getting pretty heavy. Rosalie's hand had stopped teasing a few blocks away and decided that they wanted to cope my core directly. I was getting hot and bothered, and extremely frustrated since Rose wouldn't let me touch her more than to kiss her cheek or neck. Not even the lips.

"Lets go, Bella." She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my car and my dazed state of arousal. Instinctively I turned the alarm on before letting my mind fog itself.

"Nice place." She mumbled as we entered the three story house. I acknowledged the compliment with a nod and hugged her by her back. She mimicked my movement and trapped me in her embrace.

"Rose..." I nuzzled her neck and kissed her under the reddish ear. She hummed back as I carefully planted butterfly kisses along the creamy surface.

"Rose, I love you." I confessed.

Next thing I know, I'm being pushed against my leather couch and the love of my life is kissing the life out of me as if she were a succubus.

"Jesus Christ, took you long enough." She mumbled against my eager lips. A piece of clothing fell on the floor, then another, and so on.

"You know..." I paused as we panted, breathless from the kisses we had shared and probably some more for the fact that we were completely nude against each other. "You never said that you love me back." I smirked like a smartass when she blushed and promptly hid her face against the connection of my shoulder and neck.

"I love you..." I smiled warmly and took her hands into mine, kissing them with as much love as I could muster. Hearing Rosalie say it was so much sweeter than I had ever imagined possible. "Now please lets make love before I die from embarrassment." It was more of an order than a plea, but I obeyed nonetheless.

I took my blonde love upstairs to my room, and we spend most of the night showing each other just how much we loved the other; getting to know our bodies like we never had before. I showed Rosalie that every fiber of my body worshipped and loved her, and she did the same with me.

Let me tell you this, Rosalie was far from the cold-hearted, frivolous bitch everyone thought her to be at Toncom. My Rosie was a very reserved person, but when she showed her love she did it with burning passion.

Another interesting thing I discovered the morning after: Rosalie waking up after a night of sex was a far much better view than the Naba's and Toncom's combined.

Two years later

"Bella, Mr. Heinrich on line two." Esme called hurriedly as she talked to some rather important guests from Japan. I have to admit that it was rather funny to see Esme fumbling nervously, trying to find a way to communicate with the foreigners.

I picked the phone. "Isabella Swan speaking." I mentally patted myself for sounding so professional and serious.

"Isabella Swan!" A very familiar and feminine voice called. I merely snickered, finding the situation amusing.

"You don't sound like a Mr. Heinrich to me, Rosie." I spoke in an amused tone, something that I had learned was suicide when facing an angered or stressed out Rosalie. But what can I say? I just loved to tease her that much. And maybe I was also a bit of a masochist; Rosalie's punishments were the best after all.

"Would you have picked up if I said it was me?" It was, obviously, a rhetorical question. Never answer Rosalie's rhetorical questions.

Never.

"So what is it now?" I asked, checking my phone to see how much time I had left for the next conference. To be more precise, with the Japanese men speaking with Esme. I heard some shuffling and voices on the background.

"Well..." Rosalie trailed. I heard some kind of underlying nervous tone, which unsettled me a bit. "My water broke."

"Holy mother of-" I stood up, eyes wide and heart in hand -figuratively speaking-.

"Yes, you may want to rush to the hospital soon. Alice is taking me, so don't worry." I heard more voices in the background, a crashing sound and then silence. "And we may have to replace that one vase near the couch in the living room- I'm coming!" She snapped, most likely at Alice. "Geez. Listen, Bella, I have to go now. Having your baby and all. See you later, honey!" She then proceeded to hang up on me.

"..."

One minute of silence.

"ESME!"

I just had to leave it like that. I HAD to!