Infinity Claims Chapter 3

 

AN:   Who loved Dada Carlisle?  I can’t express how much I am enjoying writing this story, and how much I enjoy reading all your wonderful reviews.    Thanks goes out to my support team, who has decided to come with me on this wonderful ride: my beta, Princess07890/RAH07890, and my pre-readers SherCullen71 and LadyAngel.  Without them, it wouldn’t be worth reading. 

 

I own the storyline for Infinity Claims, but I borrowed the characters’ names from Stephenie Meyer.  No copyright infringements are implied.

 

The next two years flew by, and Lizzy Bell grew more beautiful everyday.  She was a precocious child, and acted like someone twice her age.  Carlisle and Elizabeth were both amazed at how intelligent she was, because, at a tender age of three, she had already started reading and her vocabulary grew each day.  However, it wasn’t just the proper words of a young girl she was saying.  No, it was also evident that she had been hanging out with her foul-mouthed father and his friends.

Elizabeth had left her with Carlisle one afternoon while she went to the doctor, and ran some errands.  A few hours later, she returned to find a sight that made her laugh.   Sitting on the floor in the den was Carlisle, Garrett, who was his second in command, and Alistair, the most deadliest hitman in the country, with pink boas around their necks, and tiaras on top of their head.   However, what she saw next shocked her even more, they were watching Lizzy Bell put a gun together.

“Damn, that was even faster than before.”  Garrett said.

“Fuck yeah it was.”  Carlisle agreed.

“Fuck, dad, this is fun.”  Lizzy chimed in.

“CARLISLE!”  Elizabeth yelled.  “What the hell are you doing?”

“Watching Lizzy Bell put a gun together.  Fuck, she is a better than half my men.”  Carlisle boasted.

“You can’t let her play with a gun.”  Elizabeth argued.

“Why not, I made sure it wasn’t loaded.”  Alistair said, and held up a pink and rhinestone purse.   “I’ve got the bullets in here.”

“Mommy, this is fun.”  Lizzy Bell chimed in.

Elizabeth threw up her hands, and walked out of the room,  knowing that she was never going to win this battle.   She had thought about what the future held for her daughter.   Lizzy Bell would be trained to take over the family, and that included learning how to hand a gun,  hand to hand combat,  and, the most disturbing thing,  how to kill.   Deep inside, she wished that Lizzy Bell could have a normal life,  but she knew that was impossible.

Aro and Caius were on the docks behind on the warehouse going over their plans.

“I found a couple in the country who would be willing to the take the girl.  I paid them handsomely. They will keep her as long as we need them to, or not.”  Caius said.

“Why do they think she is being placed with them?”  Aro asked.

“I said that her father is an evil man, who has killed his wife, and wanted to cause harm to the child.”

“But the child is going to be crying for her father.”

“I told them that she has never seen that side of him, but I showed them some pictures of him beating one of the guys who stole that shipment a few months back.  They were shocked by the damage he had caused.  But, when I take her I will tell Isabella that her mother and father were killed by the bad men, and I am taking her to somewhere safe,  but she can never tell anyone her true name, or they will find her.   I have all the documents for her new identity as Bree Tanner.”

“So we are all set?”  Aro questioned.

“Yes.  Elizabeth is taking Isabella to the dentist this afternoon.  I was able to get a body from the morgue that is the same size and age as her.  There will be nothing left but bones after the fire, and there will be enough witness to say they saw both of them in the car right before it went up.”  Caius explained.

Angelo had just finished his paperwork, and was doing his finally check of the docks when he heard voices behind the warehouse.  Quietly, he came closer to hear what they were saying.  When he heard what they were talking about, he became mad as hell, but he needed to see who was planning such a horrendous act.  He moved in closer, but accidentally stepped on a piece of glass, cause a cracking noise.  Stopping his movement, he listened intently to see if they had heard him.

Caius motioned for Aro to remain quiet while he pulled out his gun, and put on the silencer.   Slipping around the back side of the building,  he saw Angelo close to where they had been talking.   Damn,  the fucker had to die.   He took aim, pulled the trigger, sending the bullet speeding through the air and straight through Angelo’s temple.  He immediately fell to the ground.

Aro rushed around the corner, and saw Angelo’s bleeding body on the ground.

“Fuck.  This was something I hadn’t planned.”  Aro groaned.

“Actually, this is perfect.”  Caius said.  “While I am off taking care of Elizabeth and Isabella, you call Carlisle and tell him we have problems on the docks.  He will be here trying to figure out what happen, unaware his entire world is about to change.”

“Damn, that is perfect.”  Aro said, then looked at his watch.  “You better go. Remember, don’t call me unless there is a problem.  I don’t trust my brother; he may be monitoring my phone.”

“Sure thing.” Caius smirked.

Aro pulled out his phone, and dialed Carlisle number.

“Carlisle…we have a serious problem down here!”  Aro screamed.

“What is going on, Aro?”

“I came to the docks to check things out, and I found one of guys gunned down.”  Aro explained, trying to sound worried.

“FUCK!  Have you seen Angelo?”  Carlisle asked, as he was putting on his jacket, and heading out of his office.

“No, but, wait.  Oh fuck, it is Angelo.  Carlisle, Angelo is the guy who is down.”

“Holy hell.  I am on the way.  Keep an eye out, brother, and be careful.”

“Garrett, we got problem down at the docks.  Call in some backup, and tell them to be armed to the teeth.”  Carlisle barked.  Whoever did this was going to suffer and suffer painfully by his hand.  Then, it hit him, Esme and Edward.  He had had to do this just a few times over the years, but never to a family member who had a child.  The family would financially take care of Esme and Edward. He couldn’t help but wonder who was going to be there to be a role model for Edward?

 

 

 

 

Infinity Claims Chapter 2

 

AN:   Thank you for the lovely reviews.  I was asked if this will be a Edward and Bella story and the answer is……YES.  However, there is a lot of the story before we get to that part.  Thanks goes out to my support team, who has decided to come with me on this wonderful ride: my beta, Princess07890/RAH07890, and my pre-readers SherCullen71 and LadyAngel.  Without them, it wouldn’t be worth reading. 

 

I own the storyline for Infinity Claims, but I borrowed the characters’ names from Stephenie Meyer.  No copyright infringements are implied.

 

The next few months were filled with joy and laughter.  Carlisle and Elizabeth were loving and doting parents, however, Carlisle seemed to have some type of special bond with his daughter.  Whenever Carlisle would come home, no matter what time, day or night, Lizzy Bell would immediately wake up, and look around for him.  Carlisle had decided to call Isabella “Lizzy Bell”, because, each time he would say it, she would giggle, which sounded like a bell chiming.  If he had blood on his clothes, he would rush to change clothes, so he could get to her.  As dark and gory the day or night might have been, it took just one smile from Lizzy Bell to erase it all.

One day, he came home early. Elizabeth had Lizzy Bell in her highchair, feeding her some fruit.

“Hello, my girls.”  Carlisle said, laying his case on the counter, and walking over to Lizzy Bell.

“Hi, you are home early?”  Elizabeth questioned.

“Yeah, I just felt like I needed to be here for some reason.”  Carlisle answered, then turned his attention to Lizzy Bell.  “Hello, little one.  Are you enjoying your fruit?”

Lizzy Bell blew bubbles, which were colored like the fruit she was eating, and giggled.  Elizabeth wiped her mouth, and, when she was clean, Carlisle picked her up.  Lizzy Bell placed her chubby little hands on either side of Carlisle’s face, and looked him deep into his eyes.  “Dada.”

Carlisle Cullen might have been the badass Don, and men quaked at his voice, but, once he heard Lizzy Bell say “Dada”, he was overcome with emotions.  “What did you say Lizzy Bell?”

She smiled one of her sweet, adorable smiles, and then placed a sloppy kiss on Carlisle’s cheek.  When she was finished she giggled.  “Dada Dada Dada.”

“Elizabeth has she said this, or anything else before?”  Carlisle questioned.

“No, but it doesn’t surprise me.  She is definitely a daddy’s girl.”  Elizabeth and Carlisle’s relationship was still the same.  He was a caring and supportive husband, but he didn’t love her like a husband loved his wife.  But, Carlisle loved Lizzy Bell with all he had. So many women might be a little jealous of their relationship, but, not Elizabeth, she thought it was beautiful.

A grand first birthday party was held for Lizzy Bell, with all the family invited, along with the wives and children.  Carlisle and Elizabeth meet each family member as they filed into the tent that they had set up to hold all the family.

“Carlisle.”  Angelo Masen said, shaking his Boss’s hand.

“Angelo, so happy see you.  Is this your wife?”  Carlisle asked.   Angelo was the lead man on the docks, where the gun shipments came in.  Carlisle had only heard good things about his work, but, when he took a better look at the woman standing beside him with a little boy holding her hand, his heart stopped.  She had to be the most beautiful woman in the world.  But as much as he was intrigued by her,  he would never break his wedding vows to Elizabeth.

“Yes.  This is Esme, and this is our son, Edward.”  Angelo bragged.

“Welcome to our home.”  Elizabeth said.  “How old is Edward?”

“He is eighteen months.”  Esme said, trying not to look at Carlisle anymore.  She had heard about him, but she was not prepared for how handsome he was, nor how captivating, either.   Her marriage to Angelo had been arranged by her parents.  He was a wonderful man and good provider, but there was no attraction between them.  They had discussed it at length, and they decided to make the best of it for Edward.

“We will have to plan a playdate.”  Elizabeth said.

“Oh, I would love that!”  Esme replied.

Angelo, Esme, and Edward went into the tent, and placed their gift on the table with all the others.  They had gone to Build-a-Bear, where Edward had picked out a white lamb, and then had a yellow ribbon tied around it’s neck.

The party was in full swing, the kids were playing, and the family were enjoying watching Lizzy Bell as all the others seem to follow her wherever she toddled.  It was as if they already knew she was their leader.

Carlisle walked over, and took her little hand.  “Thank you for coming today to celebrate the first birthday of our little girl.”  Carlisle knelt down on one knee, and reached into his pocket.  “Lizzy Bell, you have an infinity birthmark on your arm, but you have an infinite hold on my heart.”  He then took the necklace that he had specially made for her.  On the front was a infinity symbol, but, inside, was a picture of the three of them together, with Isabella Marie Cullen engraved on the other side.   After Carlisle placed it around her little neck, she pulled it out, and looked at the picture.  “Dada, Mama, Lizzie.”  She said, pointing to each.

“Yes.”

She closed the front, securing the picture inside, and held it tight in her hand.  “Luv Dada.”

Carlisle swept her up in his arms, and hugged her tight.  “Oh dada loves you Lizzy Bell.”

Aro stood in the back of the tent with a close friend and ally,  Caius Martell.   Over the years, Aro had filled his head with lies concerning Carlisle, and had convinced him to be part of taking over control of the family.

“Have you found someone to take the problem off our hands?”  Aro asked.

“No.   Are you sure you want to keep her alive?   I mean wouldn’t it be simpler just to kill her?”  Caius questioned.

“It might be simpler, but I need her alive, just in case something goes wrong.   Keep looking, and let me know when you have found someone.”

Carlisle looked around the tent, and was extremely proud to be the leader of a such loving, caring group of people.   They might be crooks,  gun runners,  loan sharks, and hitmen,  however, they were loyal to the family.   Then, he saw Aro and Caius in the back; the look on their faces was one of evil.   He couldn’t help but wonder what had he done to his brother to make him hate him like he did.   Glancing away, he saw Victoria sitting with a group of wives,  rubbing her rather prominent belly bump.   Aro had called and gloated that he and Victoria were expecting twin boys.   Then, he proceeded to say that men always made better leaders of the family than women.   He then questioned Carlisle about when he and Elizabeth were going to have more children.

“Aro, it is none of your business when we are going to have more children.   The next leader has been born, and the family will be Isabella’s to rule when she reaches twenty-five.”  Carlisle snapped.   “Brother, you need to remember your place and watch your tone.”

“We will see.”  Aro quipped softly.

Carlisle had a very uneasy feeling about Aro,  so he added a extra guard on Elizabeth and Lizzy Bell, and had Ben to start following Aro and gathering intel on his movements.   He may be his brother, but  that wouldn’t stop him from killing the motherfucker if he tried to harm his family.

Infinity Claims Chapter 1

Infinity Claims

By

HeartforTwilight

 

AN:    I have decided to take you on another ride with hot Mafia guys and gals.  As you know,  there will, of course, be some big twists and turns, but, in the end, it will be just a love story between two people who were made for each other.  Thanks goes out to my support team, who has decided to come with me on this wonderful ride: my beta, Princess07890/RAH07890, and my pre-readers SherCullen71 and LadyAngel.  Without them, it wouldn’t be worth reading.  

 

I own the storyline for Infinity Claims, but I borrowed the characters’ names from Stephenie Meyer.  No copyright infringements are implied.

 

Marcus stood by his beautiful wife’s bed, and looked down at the two bundles of joy in her arms.  The love of his life had just blessed him with two healthy boys.  Carlisle Michael and Aromis Charles Cullen came into this world five minutes apart.  Each one was healthy, and had a huge set of lungs.  Carlisle, being the firstborn, would take over the family business at the age of twenty-five, and would have to meet the one condition that had been passed down from Don to Don.  Before the Don of the family reached the age of fifty, he must have an heir to take over the family. If he could not then his sibling’s family would take over.  Yes, Marcus Cullen was, in fact, the Don of the Cullen Crime family of New York.  They had ruled the city for decades, and had fought tooth and nail with every motherfucker who tried to destroy them and take over their turf.

Marcus’s father arranged his marriage to his wife, Renee. He didn’t even see her until he lifted her veil during their wedding ceremony.  However, as soon as he gazed upon her alabaster, smooth skin, dark soulful eyes, and pouty lips, he was head over heels in love.  They honeymooned in Italy, and spent their days getting to know each other, but, at night, they came acquainted with every inch of each other’s body.  When they returned to New York, Marcus took control of the family.  The first few weeks, he spent almost every waking hour fighting some asshole who thought that they could get the best of him.  His father had taught him well, and he was able to show all his enemies that Marcus Cullen was one man you didn’t want to mess with…at all.

Renee didn’t see much of Marcus those first few weeks, but Marcus’s mother had come over, and helped her to understand what was expected of the wife of a Don.

“Momma Cullen, it is a pleasure to see you.”  Renee said, as she met her in the foyer the home she and Marcus shared.   When Marcus and she had returned from their honeymoon, he brought her to this home, and carried her over the threshold.  Then, he handed her a wad of money, and told her to decorate it to her heart’s desire.

“Oh, dear, call me either Momma or Grace, but never Momma Cullen, because that is what I had to call my witch of a mother-in-law.”  Grace giggled.

Renee had to laugh at her comment.  Marcus’s grandmother had come up to her on her wedding day, and told her that her ass looked big in the dress.   “Thank you, Momma.”

“Better.  Let us go have a pot of tea, and talk.”  Grace said, wrapping her arm through Renee’s.

A little while later, and after several cups of tea, Renee had a better understanding of  what was expected of her as the wife of a Mafia Don.  Her number one goal was, always, protect Marcus and their children from outside forces and the cops.  Family First.

Grace also reassured Renee that the Cullen men had a rule that, unlike other men in their position, they held their vows of marriage sacred.  If Marcus was ever found breaking his vows of marriage, he would have to face the elders of the family, and take whatever punishment they put out.

After the birth of their twin boys, Marcus and Renee raised them to be good men, honoring their parents and the family.  Both boys were trained in hand to hand combat, how to shoot a gun, and how to wield a knife, but they knew that Carlisle would be the one that would be taking over for his father.  Carlisle and Aromis, or Aro, as he liked to be called, had a troubled relationship.  Carlisle was a natural born leader, while Aro felt he should be the leader.  Unlike Carlisle, who would take in account the entire situation before acting, Aro was quick tempered, and often leaped before thinking.

The boys grew up, and Carlisle was married to Elizabeth Milini, a girl who was a friend of the family in Italy.  Unlike his father and mother,  Carlisle was able to spent about a month getting to know Elizabeth. Even though he thought she was lovely and sweet, he didn’t love her.  Maybe over time the love would grow, or so he hoped.   Carlisle and Elizabeth’s wedding was lavish, fit for the Don of the Cullen crime family.  After a quick honeymoon, Carlisle was back to work, showing that he was Don Carlisle, and he would take care of the family and their interests at all costs.

Renee had done what her mother-in-law had done, and helped Elizabeth with her responsibilities.  She had lost count how many suits, shirts, and shoes she had to burn during the beginning weeks.  Every time he came home, he had blood somewhere on him.  Elizabeth had fallen for her husband, but she was not naïve enough to know that he didn’t return the feelings.  It was wasn’t cruel, but the look in his eyes told the truth.

Elizabeth became pregnant, and, on a lovely April morning, gave birth to the next leader of the Cullen crime family, Isabella Marie Cullen.  She was perfect in every way and she also had an infinity symbol birthmark on the underside of her left arm.  The look of undying love and devotion shined in Carlisle’s eyes for his daughter.   Once little Isabella was brought home, the whole family was invited to meet her.  Each member came forward, and welcomed her. She smiled and cooed at each one, until her Uncle Aro came forward with his wife, Victoria.  As soon as he looked down on her, she let out a scream that caused a shiver to run down Elizabeth and Carlisle’s body.

“Is it ill?”  Aro sneered.

Carlisle normally overlooked his brother, but he wasn’t going to let him talk about his child like that.  Taking a step forward, and standing tall, he looked at his brother and with a tone that sharp and deadly.  “Aro, she is perfect, and I expect you to remember that she is the next leader of the family. I will not let you disrespect her.  Do I make myself clear?”

Aro smirked.  “Sure.  Victoria let us get out of here, the stink is getting to me.”  Aro grabbed Victoria’s arm, and hurried out of the room and house.  There was no way in hell that Isabella was going to be the next leader; he needed a plan.