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Chapter Nineteen

Our journey is continuing with Edward, Bella and Garrett. I do have a blog for this story. It's a continuation of the Renovations blog. A link for the blog is on my profile. On the blog, there will be picture teasers, teasers and pervy picture teasers. This story is going to be quite steamy and it's pre-written. It will be updated on Wednesdays and Saturdays with teasers on Sundays and Thursdays.

Also, thank you to Christina Downs for her help with planning out the story and wielding her red pen (cursor). You rock, girlie! Mwah!

I'm warning you ... there's some heart-fail in this chapter.

*Tissue Warning*
*Angst Warning*

Chapter Nineteen

After celebrating New Year's Eve in Times Square, they made love together until the sun came up, sleeping the day away. The following day, Bella rode with them to the airport, upset that their time in New York City had come to an end. But, she had a job to finish. After a tearful goodbye, Bella got back into the car and rode back to the city. Aro, however, sent her a text.

Come to my apartment, Isabella. There's been a development ~ Aro

Bella frowned, telling her driver to go to Central Park West and not her corporate apartment. The driver gave Bella his phone number and he drove off. She walked into the lavish lobby, smiling at the security guard. He waved her up to the penthouse explaining that Aro was expecting her. Riding up the elevator, she arrived at the penthouse. Aro and Sofia were waiting for her, hugging her close. "How was your Christmas, Isabella?" Sofia asked, her Italian accent thick and beautiful.

"It was very nice. I enjoyed having some time off," Bella smiled.

"Do you want something to drink? Some wine? Coffee?" Sofia asked.

"No, thank you," Bella replied. Sofia nodded, kissing her husband and ducking into the kitchen. She turned to Aro, her brows furrowed. "Is everything okay?"

"Not really, Bella. Come with me to my office," Aro said, guiding her to the opulent office overlooking Central Park. He closed the door and poured himself a glass of scotch. "I got a very disturbing phone call this morning, Bella. Carmen D'Amato was ranting and raving about you. She said that she didn't want some deviant like you handling her son's case and calling you every horrible name in the book."

"What? Why would she say that?" Bella asked, her heart falling to her feet. "I don't understand, Aro."

"I calmed down Carmen and she managed to say that she received an email from an unknown sender with your name as the subject. In the body of the email, it said, 'Do you want your family represented by this whore?' Attached, there was over fifteen separate videos of you in various sexual positions with two different men."

Bella paled, her breakfast churning in her stomach. "Where's the bathroom?" she whispered. Aro offered her a hand and led her to a private bathroom in his office. Once the door was closed, she threw up everything she'd eaten and then some. She fell onto the ground, crying at how her privacy was breached and now her job was on the line.

"Bella, please open the door," Aro said, his voice filled with concern.

She stood up shakily, swishing her mouth with water and walking unsteadily back to the leather sofa. "Am I fired?" she asked, her voice rough.

"No, Bella. You're not fired. Obviously, your apartment was breached and someone has been watching you for some time," Aro reassured. "What Carmen saw was, in her mind, porn. I watched some of it and I felt like a dirty old man watching his daughter, but I didn't see porn. I saw three consenting adults having a sexual relationship. You were not coerced and from what I saw, you care deeply about these men." He placed his hand over hers. "I also did some digging based off the email. I know who sent it."