Chapter 19 Infinity Claims

Emma Rose was on the private jet flying back to Boston.  Not wanting their time to end, Edward was sitting beside her, watching a movie on his iPad as she was working on her book.  She had completed the outline and, with Edward’s help, was able to get the characteristics of the mafia men correct.  The story wouldn’t have anything to do about the Cullen family; it would have totally fictitious family.  She had let Edward read the first few chapters that she had written, and he was very relieved.  He knew, after spending time with her, that he could trust her and that was something he only did with family members.  But there was something else that had happened:  with every moment he spent with her, he had fallen head over heels for her.  He wouldn’t say it was love, because he had never been in love before, but he knew he didn’t want to her to leave Italy without him.  Every time she smiled, his heart would skip a beat, every time she laughed his soul would come alive, and every time she screamed his name as she came, he didn’t want any other man to ever heard it again.  Her orgasms were his, and he was a selfish bastard.  He wouldn’t think twice about killing any motherfucker who tried to take her away.  Was this love?  Was he in love with Emma Rose?  Could she ever love him?  He leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek.

Emma Rose turned, looked into his soulful green eyes, and her heart began to beat faster.  She imagined, in that moment, that he felt as strongly as she did for him.  There was no doubt in her mind that she was in love with Edward Cullen with every cell in her body.  However, could he ever love her as much or would it even be allowed in the family?

“Edward, I have a question?”

“What is it?”

“In my book, I have Rebecca falling in love with the Mafia prince.  Could he ever return that love or is it frowned upon?”  She asked, holding her breath for the answer.

“In some mafia families it is not allowed, the next one in line to take over has their spouse usually selected for them.”  He explained.

“You mean an arranged marriage?  In this day and age?”  She squeaked.

“Yes.”  He answered, then took her hand and rubbed his thumb across her silky smooth skin.  When he looked upon her face, for the first time since he had met her, she looked sad and her eyes were full of pain.  Could she be upset with the idea of an arranged marriage?

“However, Emma Rose, in the Cullen family, we can choose whoever we want; my father would never stand in their way.  His first marriage was arranged, and, even though she was a wonderful woman, he didn’t love her.  After she was killed, he was able to marry my mom, and he loves her with all his heart.  As I told you before, he still, to this day, loves and misses his daughter, but has always has made me feel love and like I was his son.”

“So, when you find the person you love, you could marry them if you wanted to do so?”

“Yes, and I would love this person with all that I have.”  Edward declared.  In that moment, he knew that what he had been feeling was love, love for the woman whom he could say anything to, who didn’t take any shit from him, and who was his perfect mate in every way.  Fuck, he could be in love.

“I am happy for you.  Whoever the young woman might happen to be, she will be one lucky woman.”

“And whoever gets to grow old with you will be the luckiest son of bitch of all time.”  He declared, hoping that he would have that chance.

“Mr. Cullen, we are about to land.  Please store away everything and put on your seatbelts.”  The private flight attendant said.

They stored away their belongs and fastened their seatbelts.  Once they were secure, Edward took Emma Rose’s hand once again into his.  He felt complete when they held hands, and he hoped that this feeling would never fade.

They landed and Edward had hired a car to take them to Emma Rose’s home.  She had not told her parents that she was coming home today, and that she was bringing Edward with her.  Soon, they were pulling into the circular driveway of her home.  He was not only impressed by the design, but also how large of a home it was.  Damn.

Emma Rose got out and took Edward’s hand as she went to the front door and opened it up.

“MOM, DAD I’M HOME!”  She yelled

A few seconds later, Emmett and Rosalie came rushing into the foyer.

“OH MY GOD!”  Rosalie cried, rushing forward and wrapping her into a hug.  “I have missed you so much.”

“I missed you too mom and dad.”

Rosalie let her go, so Emmett could hug his little girl.  He wrapped his large arms around her, and lifted her up.  “So glad you are home.”  He said.

“Me too.”  She replied, as Emmett let her down.  She turned and held out her hand to Edward.  “You have met him over Skype, but we felt a face-to-face meeting was in order.  Mom, Dad this is Edward Cullen.  Edward, this is Emmett and Rosalie McCarty.”

As soon as Emmett heard the name Cullen, he gasped.  Had Caius found out that she was alive?  But, if he had, why didn’t he do something in Italy?  Then he looked at his little girl holding hands with the young man; the look on her face was something he had never seen before… it was a look of a woman in love.

“Edward is good to meet you in person.”  Emmett said, shaking his hand.

“It is my pleasure as well.  You have a lovely home.”  Edward praised.

“Thank you.  Emma Rose, I know you want to catch up with your mom.  Edward and I will go into the den and have a drink while you do.  I want to get to know more about the young man.”

“Edward, is that okay with you?”  She asked.

“Of course.  You go show your mom the gifts you brought back for her.”  He said, kissing her on the forehead.

Emma Rose walked over to Emmett and looked him straight in the eye.  “Be nice, he is special to me.”

“Scout’s honor.”  He joked, holding up the three finger salute.

Rosalie hit Emmett on the arm.  “You were not a damn scout, but you know better than get on Emma Rose’s, or worse, my bad side.”

The ladies went off to catch up while the men went to the den.  Emmett poured them each a glass of Jameson and handed one over to Edward.  He was nervous about what he was about to say, but, for some reason, he knew this young man would rather die than hurt Emma Rose.  Taking a big drink of the Jameson, Emmett hoped it gave him the courage he needed to say what he was about to say.

Emmett sat his glass down on the table and leaned forward.  “Edward, is your family from New York?”

“Yes.  My whole family is.”

“Your father, well, stepfather, is Carlisle Cullen, Don of the Cullen crime family of New York?”

Edward didn’t show any emotion.  This was something that had happened, but the family had learn not to let it show that it affected them, even though he was shocked as hell to hear Emmett say it.  He took a drink and leaned back onto the couch where he was sitting.  To look at him, he didn’t have a care in the world, but, inside, Edward was calculating what to say and how to handle this situation.  “Why do you say that?”

“Because we have been hiding from the Cullen family for the last sixteen years.”

“Why is that?”  Edward asked.

Emmett stood up, walked over the wall, and opened up his safe.  Taking out the envelope with all the information about Emma Rose, or Bella, and also the box that held her necklace.  They had never given it back to her after she lost her memory.  If she had regained it, they would have given it back.  Emmett didn’t want to draw too much attention to them, so he never checked on Carlisle or any of the family members over the years.  Taking the articles back to the couch where Edward was seated, he sat down.  Handing the box to Edward, he looked him dead in the eye.  “Open it.”

Edward took the box, opened it, and noted that there was a locket-like necklace with an infinity symbol on it inside.  It looked so familiar.

“Take it out and open it up.”  Emmett told him.

He took it out, opened it up, and saw that, inside, there was a picture of Carlisle, Elizabeth, and Bella.  On the opposite side of the picture was engraved: Isabella Marie Cullen.  This was the necklace that Carlisle had given to Bella on her birthday and was the same one that had been thought to have been lost in the explosion.  Carlisle had men comb the land around the car, looking for the necklace, but it was never was found.

“How did you find this?”

“Let me tell you a story.”  Emmett proposed.  He told Edward what had happened from the time that Bella had come to live with Brad and Louise, to how she lost her memory.  He didn’t leave out any details, and explained why he never tried to get a hold of Carlisle.

“Edward, I so much wanted to tell Carlisle about Bella, but I never I just couldn’t just call up and get Carlisle immediately.  I would have to talk to someone else and I was afraid that they were in on the kidnapping and Bella’s attempted death.”  He explained, then pulled out the picture of Caius from the stack of photos.  “This is the man that brought Bella to Brad and paid him to keep her.  I looked at the photos of the funeral and I saw him there, so I knew he was close to family.  Do you know who he is?”

Edward took the photo, and, when he looked down, he saw Caius.  What the fuck?  He was a close family member and protector of Aro and his family.  He got up and walked to the window that overlooked the water.  Caius had kidnapped Bella and staged her death, but why?  He looked at the photo once more and saw Aro. Instead of having an expression of sadness at the funeral, he actually looked happy.  Why hadn’t anyone noticed this?  Then he remembered Bella’s dreams that she was having while in Italy.  The white blond man that kept pulling the little girl away: she was remembering the kidnapping.

Pulling out his phone, he called Carlisle.

“Edward, son, so good of you to call!”  Carlisle exclaimed.

“White Rabbit.”  Edward said, and then hung up.

“White Rabbit?”  Emmett questioned.

“It is the alarm password.  He will call me back on his private, secure phone, from his secure, private room.  No one, and I repeat no one, is allowed in the room except him.”  Edward explained.

A few minutes later, Edward’s phone rang, but he needed to answer it with the second part of the password.  “Eddie Lamb.”

“Edward, what is wrong?”  Carlisle asked.  He knew that Edward wouldn’t have sounded the security alarm unless it was a dire emergency.

“Dad, I need you to get mom, and come to Boston immediately.  You can’t tell or bring anyone in the family with you.”

“Son, that is not easily done.”

“I know.  Maybe make some excuse about a surprise vacation since your birthday is coming up.  Take the Aston Martin because it has not been lojacked.”

“Okay.”  He said, looking at his watch.  “We should be there by seven tonight.”

“Good, and, dad, make sure you are not followed.  Don’t trust anyone, and I mean the entire family.”

“Please tell me you are not hurt.”  Carlisle implored.

“I am fine, but get here fast, because what you are about to see is going to change everything.”

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