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**The following is Edward's POV of Virgins & Villains. It contains *spoilers*, so I ask that you read the first 15 chapters of V&V before starting this.

That being said, enjoy.


Chapter 1 - CPR For The Dead Heart

Love Rescue Me

- music and lyrics by U2 & Bob Dylan

Love rescue me, Come forth and speak to me

Raise me up and don't let me fall

No man is my enemy, My own hands imprison me

Love rescue me

Many strangers have I met On the road to my regret

Many lost who seek to find themselves in me

They ask me to reveal, The very thoughts they would conceal

Love rescue me

And the sun in the sky, Makes a shadow of you and I

Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea

I'm here without a name, In the palace of my shame

Said, love rescue me

I've conquered my past, The future is here at last

I stand at the entrance, To a new world I can see

The ruins to the right of me, Will soon have lost sight of me

Love rescue me

*Tuesday, December 22*

"Go ahead of us Edward. You need to go in there first." Alice insisted. "Everyone else stand here with me for just a moment." She instructed.

Alice had been acting strangely all morning. She always got like this when she 'sensed' something important about to happen.

I sighed in resignation.

"I'll see you in there Alice." My sister had started happily chatting to Jane about her plans for Christmas. I walked a little ahead of my 'entourage', as they call it in Hollywood.

Hollywood. Pretentious fucking cesspool. It's so nice to be back home for a while. Away from the bullshit.

I approached the receptionist and watched, amused, as recognition flashed across her features.

Time to become Edward Masen.

"Hello." I spoke in my most alluring voice. "I'm here to meet with Miss Whitlock. Where might I find her?"

I watched as the receptionist mumbled something, while attempting to pull herself together.

That shit never gets old.

I decided to go all out and flash her a smile. "Sweetheart, you don't have to answer. Just point." I murmured.

The poor girl raised a hand and pointed to a door marked Conference Room.

"Thanks." I made my way over there to the semi-closed door.

As I approached, I heard what sounded like an argument going on inside.

I saw a tall attractive blonde, she resembled Jasper so much that I knew she had to be his sister, Rosalie. I'd met her at Alice and Jasper's wedding, but I honestly couldn't remember, having literally flown to Seattle from a European press tour to be in that wedding, and then having to fly back immediately afterward.

At the moment, I couldn't be bothered about any of that because all of my attention was suddenly drawn to the beautiful brunette speaking with her. My eyes wandered down her body as I listened to them talk. Her voice was as lovely as the rest of her.

"Maybe I should just strip down to my panties and bra, and parade through the station so I can face all my ultimate humiliations in one day?" The beautiful girl spoke.

Oh please do, it would be like having Christmas early this year.

Where the hell did that come from?

I cleared my throat to make them aware of my presence, while chuckling at her remark.

She immediately covered her face with her hands.

Could she be any more adorable? And she blushes.

At that moment the rest of my group started pushing into the room. I allowed Alice to make the necessary introductions as I surreptitiously watched the beautiful girl.

Those brown eyes. I could get lost in their depths.

I saw those beautiful eyes widen as she took in Felix's towering form.

So she's attracted to large hulking Neanderthals? Don't even think about it sweetheart, he's very much taken.

I was suddenly overcome with a strong emotion. Jealousy?

To be honest, I hadn't been jealous in years, and couldn't understand where all this was coming from.

Everyone around me was talking, but I just wanted to watch the beautiful girl. Making sure to sit directly opposite her at the table, I concentrated on trying to figure her out. I could feel my self-control slipping.

Nobody has this kind of effect on Edward Fucking Masen.

I heard Jasper inform Rose about the rules for the interview.

"I'm just really glad you agreed to this interview Mr. Masen, I promise you won't regret it." Rose was speaking to me now.

I couldn't stand it any longer, I needed to know the girl's name. "Please Rose, call me Edward. After all, Jasper and Alice have told me so much about you that I feel like I already know you. However, I'm not acquainted with your friend" I said while tipping my head in the direction of the brunette beauty.

"Oh, forgive me, I wasn't thinking. Edward, this is Isabella Swan, my assistant. Um, that sounds so cold, actually she's so much more, she's my dearest friend, and her brother is my boyfriend, so we're very close."

Ah, so she's Emmett Swan's sister. Having such a well-known brother, I'm sure she's very popular. She's so beautiful. I've no doubt she has a slew of men lined up, trying to get close to her.

"I'm glad to see that you are as comfortable with nepotism as I am Rose" I stated, faking a smile.

"Hey, in this business, it's all about 'who you know' right?" she answered.

She doesn' t look like the type to 'play the field', she probably has a steady boyfriend. One that worships the ground she walks on, as it should be.

I could feel my bad mood from earlier today returning.

"Absolutely" I stared at Miss Swan. "And often 'who you are related to'."

Swan, like the beautiful graceful bird.

Alice started blabbering on about her business. Normally I would be a polite brother and listen, but today I didn't give a shit.

Whatever Alice, I already know you hate my choice in clothing. Blah blah blah. I shouldn't be that way about Alice. I'm such a bastard today.

Alice was telling them about her business partner Chris. Now Chris is someone I like, he's pretty fucking funny. Just then I heard the most enrapturing sound. Miss Swan was giggling.

What was so funny? Did I miss something?

Rose and Jasper hammered out the details for the interview. I found it impossible to tear my gaze away from Miss Swan. She, on the other hand, did everything she could to avoid my stare.

What the hell is so interesting about her coffee. It has to be cold by now.

I decided to join in the conversation. "I'm in town for the holidays, and will be staying until the day after New Years, so I figured it would be a good time to do this interview. Jasper's been trying to coax me into it for a while now". That got Isabella to look up.

Good. I thought with some satisfaction.

Rose was still talking to me. "Now, of course, I'm aware that your people are all on vacation for the next week or so. I'll be glad to send someone from the station to be your personal assistant for the three days."

No thanks Miss Whitlock, I don't need a personal assistant after Alec leaves. Wait a minute! Maybe I do.

No, it can't really be this easy.

"Well, I think I would like to request Miss Swan as my assistant. She seems quite capable of handling my needs".

I must have caught Isabella by surprise, because she proceeded to cough and splutter, spilling her coffee all over her thin…white….top….

Fuck me.

I could see the lace outline of her bra, and her heaving chest through the wet, now see-through material.

I was instantly hard.

What the fuck? Where was this coming from? I've done semi-nude scenes with the most beautiful actresses in Hollywood and never had this reaction.

I still laugh when I think of 'what's her name', er, Josie or Jody, the chick that was in September Ends with me. She came away from that shoot convinced I was gay because I had no 'physical' reaction to her naked body writhing all over me. I think Dr. Gould refers to it as my 'intimacy and trust' issues.

I prefer to think of it as my ex-girlfriend causing me to keep my dick in a lock box for almost seven years. Ironically, the same dick which she, herself, never even saw or touched.

Now what? After all this time, I see a cute brunette in a wet shirt and can't control myself?

Damn it. It looks like she's going to cry. Fix this Edward.

"Let me help." I said as I jumped from my chair and made my way around to her, removing my jacket as I went. I placed it around her shoulders as I turned her to face me. I closed the sides across her very wet chest. Those eyes were drawing me in.

Oh God, her scent is intoxicating. What the hell is going on? I can't think clearly.

I resisted the urge to kiss her, barely.

"Back to the personal assistant issue." Rose was suddenly beside us.

Where the hell did she come from?

"Bella is my assistant Edward. I don't think she'd be comfortable working that closely with you." Rose continued.

I could understand her reasoning. My reputation did precede me, but I couldn't let this opportunity slip away. I needed to know why I was having this reaction to this girl.

I breathed into Isabella's ear. "I really must insist on having Miss Swan."

Why the hell did I say it that way?

Then I turned toward Rosalie. "This is a stipulation of granting the interview."

There, that should show her that I'm serious.

"Well, Edward, I must insist that you take your stip-u-la-tion and stick it up your.."

Is she still speaking?

"Rose! I'll do it" Isabella told her.

Oh thank God.

"What? Bella you don't need to do this." Rose grabbed Isabella, turning her to face away from me.

That is really unacceptable.

"The interview's not that important. I would never put you in this position". Rose was really worked up.

For the first time ever, I regretted the public persona that I'd created.

"No, Rose, really I'm fine with it as long as you can spare me." Isabella replied.

"Are you sure? Bella, I don't want you upset. You'd have to spend a lot of alone time with Edward. Can you handle that?"

What is going on?

I looked at Isabella's face as she looked at mine.

"I'm good Rose. Just part of my job okay?"

I was taken aback by Isabella's sudden shift to the professional.

"Listen here Masen, I don't like this, but Bella is a grown woman and I can't make her decisions for her. Just know this", Rose was still speaking, will this shit never end. "Bella isn't like the females you're used to toying with. She's fragile."


I was just regretting my insistence, when Isabella blushed again.

Why do I feel so drawn to this lovely creature?

"That girl's brother is Emmett Swan, yes THE Emmett Swan of the Seattle Seahawks"

Yeah, I figured that out a while ago.

"I know your reputation, and if you cause her any distress, Emmett will not even have the chance to rip your balls off, because I will beat him to it!"

I felt a mixture of both amusement and chagrin that Rose obviously believed the lie that was Edward Masen.

"Oh my gosh, Rose, enough!" Isabella almost shouted.

Obviously she wasn't a timid little mouse all of the time. She may even be a little spitfire given the proper motivation.

I cannot believe the lecherous turn my thoughts have taken. My parents raised me better than this. I need to make a quick exit.

"Are we through here?" I asked "Because I really need to see my parents before settling into my hotel."

"Yeah, I guess we're through" Rose was still angry. It's a shame that I couldn't, or wouldn't, be able to ease her mind.

The group walked out of the conference room, leaving Isabella and myself behind. I saw Alice give Isabella a look before leaving.

Not sure what to think of that.

I studied Isabella's face for a moment. There's no way to avoid this, I need to know her better. I must find out the reason for these feelings. I must be back in control.

"Good day Miss Swan, it was a pleasure to meet you."

She didn't answer.

Because she probably thinks you're an asshole.

I walked away. It was the hardest thing I'd done in years.


"Mother, I promise that I'll stay here from Christmas Eve until the day after Christmas. I just don't want to push my luck. We've kept the paparazzi away from you and Dad all these years, it's important that I don't screw that up."

"Edward, how naïve are you? They know about us. Once every few months I get a phone call requesting an interview."

This was news to me.

"Don't look at me like that Edward. I knew you'd overreact, and it's really not a big deal to your father and I. They don't come near the house."

I wonder why not?

As if reading my thoughts Mother answered. "Edward, they hang around your hotel to see if you're staying there alone." She quirked an eyebrow at me. "Those are the money shots dear, not a boy visiting his parents for Christmas."

"Alright, alright, you know I don't take my 'fake dates' to Seattle, so stop teasing." I grinned at her.

She grinned back and then looked concerned. "Edward, you really haven't met anyone in Hollywood that you're interested in?"

This was the same old conversation that we had at least once a month. I sighed.

"No Mother."

At least not in Hollywood.

"Hmm. Alice was certain you'd become involved before the end of the year." She said, deep in thought.

"I'm glad that my love life, or lack thereof, is an interesting topic of conversation for you and Alice."

She grinned. "It's not interesting, not in the least. The fake stuff's a lot more fun."

"Mom!" I scolded as I laughed.

"Seriously though, Edward, I want a lot of grandchildren. You can't expect Alice to do all the work!"

I looked at my mother in shock, as she laughed at me.

Just then, my father walked into the kitchen.

"Esme, leave the boy alone. I'm glad he hasn't taken up with one of those Hollywood women." My father said with disdain. "I doubt you'd get any grandchildren from the likes of them."

My father was right, most of the women I'd taken on 'fake dates' were one hundred percent self-absorbed. I couldn't see them doing anything as selfless as raising a child.

Isabella would probably be a wonderful mother. I could imagine a little girl with her beautiful eyes and hair.

"Edward, are you still with us?" My Dad asked in his amusement.

"Yeah, still here." I answered, still a little distracted.

My phone rang. Jasper.

"Hey Jasper, what's up?" I answered.

"Hey Edward, I've got a list of questions from Rose for the interview. I already disqualified a few. I need you to okay the rest. We'll go over it as soon as I can get Alice away from these stores." Jasper sounded tired. "We were only supposed to be stopping for one thing."

"Good luck with that Jasper. Hopefully, I'll see you soon." Or not, considering my sister's penchant for shopping.

Alice and Jasper arrived by three o'clock and we went over the list, narrowing the questions down to a little over twenty that I could live with.

I heard Jasper on the phone with Rose a little while later. It sounded like she was giving him shit about it.

I wonder if Isabella is there with her?

I decided to head over to my hotel so that Sidney could have the rest of the night off. I said goodbye to my family, promising to meet my parents for breakfast.


The concierge, a stunning blonde, greeted me upon check-in. "Mr. Masen, welcome. We have your preferred suite available. My name is Julia, please let me know if there's anything I can do for you." She handed me her card, and then leaned in closer. "And I mean anything."

It never ceases to amaze me how some women have no self-respect. But I guess she is responding to the persona that I created.

I flashed my smile. "Thank you Julia. I'll let you know if I require anything."

All I will need from you beautiful is my laundry done and food delivered. Definitely not what you're hoping for.

I smirked as I closed my door. Solitude.

Why did being alone feel so wrong all of a sudden? I channel-surfed, I web-surfed, I tried a multitude of my usual distractions to no avail.

No matter what I did, my thoughts drifted back to the beautiful face and lovely brown eyes that had seemingly captured the whole of my interest.


A/N Keep in mind that Edward is in a dark place before he gets to know Bella. There won't be as much comic relief because there won't be as much Emmett, unfortunately. The chapters will probably run shorter than V&V, simply because repeating every bit of dialogue when they're together would be overkill, in my opinion.

Hope you liked it. As always let me know.