Mafia Princess

Chapter Eighteen

New Story...I'm attempting a drabble. Rather, my version of drabble...a 1000 words or less per chapter. (Dear God, I'm afraid.) But excited, too. It'll force me to be more forward with my plotlines and yeah. Anyhow, none of this mine. I'm not, nor ever will be, Stephenie Meyer. I just like to play with her characters.

Chapter Eighteen

"I'm sorry, Edward," Charlie choked out. "My baby girl isn't normally like that."

"It's okay, Charlie," I murmured. "I would be pissed off if some random gibroni was going to be my bodyguard."

"Edward, I'll show you to your room," Emmett explained. "You've got to be bushed."

"I am tired," I agreed. Emmett led me to the southern part of the mansion. It obviously had a female touch to it. On the first floor, Emmett opened a door. I walked inside to a comfortable guest room. The walls were painted chocolate brown with green and rust accents. It would have been ugly but the way it was decorated was quite nice and elegant.

"Get some shut eye and then you can head to your apartment to get your clothes and any other personal items," Emmett explained.

"I need to go back to Twilight and get my car," I said.

"We'll go when you wake up. Try not to take bambina's reaction to you too harshly. She's had a rough go of it the past few years and well..." Emmett turned to me. "She was the woman from Verdant?"

"Yep," I said, sitting down on the chest at the edge of the bed.

Emmett blinked a few times before beaming radiantly. "DUDE! This is perfect! You obviously have this connection with Bella! I have a feeling," he sang before dancing out of my room.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked, my temper roaring to life.

"See you in the afternoon," Emmett smirked before closing the door. I shook my head. Emmett was definitely an odd duck. I stripped out of my jeans, Kevlar vest, long sleeved t-shirt and boots. I was covered in blood and dirt. I stepped into the attached bathroom and into the shower. I scrubbed my body of the filth of killing, almost to the point of scraping my skin off. I finished my shower and pulled on my boxer briefs before padding into the bedroom. Perched on my bed was Little One.

She looked like she was going to kill me. "You're the Edward," she spat.

"Yes, I'm the Edward," I said as I went through getting ready for bed. "Look, I know you don't like me but face it, princess, you're stuck with me. I'm tired. I had to kill three guys tonight and I would like to try and forget. That very comfortable bed is calling my name. So, if you don't mind."

She glared at me, gazing at my body. I really was covered in tattoos. I had my adoptive family's crest on my forearm on my right side. On my left, under my watch, was the word 'forgiveness.' On my right shoulder was a lion and the left shoulder, going down my torso was a tribal tattoo. Just underneath my boxers was the Latin phrase, 'Love Conquers All.' My left calf had a Celtic Cross and on my back was my biggest piece...a pair of broken angel's wings. My mother called me her angel before she died and I got that tattoo to remember her. "Would you like me to strip down to nothing so you can ogle all you want?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.

"Sorry," she mumbled, clambering off the bed. As she hopped off, she got caught in the blanket. I caught her before she could face plant onto the hardwood floor. Her skin of her arm was pressed against my chest. Her tiny hand was gripping my arm.

"I'm already starting with my job of protecting you, Little One," I said quietly.

"Ugh!" she shrieked, pushing away from me. "It's Isabella. Not Bella. Not Little One. Fuck! Call me Ms. Del Cigno. You work for my father." She glared at me before leaving the bedroom, slamming the door shut. One of the pictures on the wall crashed to the ground and shattered. I grimaced and picked it up, placing it on the dresser. I set my alarm on my phone before climbing into the bed. Faintly on the sheets, I could smell Bella's perfume. I inhaled deeply before my eyes fluttered shut.

Despite her obvious abhorrence of me, I would protect her. She was my Little One and I didn't want her to experience the pain that I did.

A/N: All of Edward's tattoos are on my blog. Link is on my profile page. You can also find me on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation. I'm also on Twitter: tufano79.