All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, I just play with her toys.

Many thanks to MC for beta'ing (she's awesome!) and reyes139 for pre-reading and being my girl! And Boo, despite her trying to pull to into another story! Thanks ladies!

I'm taking a few creative liberties with this story, because I know this is a highly unlikely situation... but just go with me cause I think it's going to be a fun ride. :)


Chapter 30 – Our Vindication

I hated that our last free day trapped in our little bubble was marred by getting the details of our plan laid out. It also required me taking a trip to Alice's store and away from Edward.

"I'm so excited!" Alice was buzzing as she put the key in the lock. "I wish I could be there to see the look on that bitch's face! If something goes down you have to take pictures."

To avoid me being seen in case Maggie showed up, Alice picked me up from the house and drove me to her shop. As we entered, the lights were off and it was silent.

"Where is everyone?" I asked, looking around.

"Oh, we take a little over a week off for the holidays. So, it's just me and you. Come!" She waved me her way, a conniving smirk on her lips. "I picked up a bunch of enticing dresses for some of my other clients recently, and I think there are a few that will work perfectly for your little play."

"Then what else am I going to need? Because I see that look on your face. I've been warned about it from Edward."

Her head tilted back and she laughed as she placed her purse down on a desk. "To pull this off you're going to have to go Hollywood. I called in a few favors from some friends. So, tomorrow, hair and makeup will arrive at your house early to get you painted up. Today, I thought we could have some fun girl time, especially since we missed seeing you at Christmas. I figured a manicure and pedicure would be enough time to catch up on what the hell has been going on the last month."

"This is sounding like an all-day event." I sighed, sad that I wasn't with Edward.

"Don't worry; I'll get you back with plenty of time to fuck your husband's brains out for hours before you have to go to bed."

I was stunned, and felt heat rising in my cheeks. "Why do you think that?"

She quirked her brow at me. "I've been with Jasper over half my life. Believe me, I know how good and how long make-up sex can go on."

"What about Ari?"

"She has Edward and her father. Though poor Jasper will be ignored." She disappeared behind a large rack of clothing, flipping through each article.

"I meant; can we really leave her with them that long?"

"Edward would keep her for days if I needed it." She laughed. "He'll be the best father to your kids."

I sighed and sat down on a stool. "We've got a long way to go before that happens."

"One day at a time. It's going to be an intense few months, especially when you meet Ted and Liz."

My brow scrunched in confusion. "Edward's parents? Why would I meet them?"

Alice pushed the clothes aside and stared at me with wide eyes. "Carlisle hasn't told him yet?"

"Told who what?"

"What big event is happening in April?"

"Carlisle and Esme's wed…" I trailed off; my eyes and mouth popping open as it hit me.

"Exactly. Carlisle isn't so angry he wouldn't invite them to his wedding."

"Edward would have to assume… I mean, wouldn't he?" I asked. He had to know; he was the best man after all.

She pursed her lips and resumed her search. "I'm not sure if he would. He's written them off. Hell, Carlisle barely speaks to them. I'm pretty sure Carlisle wavered on inviting them, and I bet it was Esme who made the final decision."

"I hadn't even thought about it."

She came out, her arms full of garments. One of the hangers was caught up in one of her long black curls, and I helped to untangle it. "Normally, we don't. I'll tell you, your dad at Thanksgiving…he about gave us all heart attacks."

"He's a cop. He knows how to push buttons to get the answers he wants, and he wasn't going to be satisfied until he knew about what Edward was hiding."

"It was good though, I don't know if you ever would have found out. He's gotten so much better, but this way you understand why the rift."

I nodded. "I wouldn't want someone in my life who did such a horrible thing. It's unbelievable his dad drugged him."

Alice hitched her head to the side, indicating for me to follow, and started walking. "It was hard on all of us to watch him crumble. Edward is strong, and he fought past it, but it scarred him."

We stopped at the back, away from the windows, to a dressing room and mirrored area. It was halfway through the stack of revealing, short dresses when we found the perfect one.

The perfect, symbolic color for the occasion: an all-white dress. It had a very short, tight skirt with a sleeveless, looser top that had a little metal V creating a perfect view of my cleavage. It was sexy, fun, flirty, and it was guaranteed to get Edward going.

We spent the afternoon in the salon, and I filled Alice in on all that had gone down before and during Christmas. Every emotion crossed her face, and in the end she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.

"Thank you for giving him a chance and for loving him." Tears fell from her eyes and she brushed them away. "I've been hoping he'd find someone like you for a long time. Someone genuine; who could love him just for him."

I ducked down as the car pulled into the driveway, and into the garage. Inside we found Jasper in the kitchen working on his computer.

"Where's Edward and Ari?" Alice asked.

Jasper lifted his head, giving us a sour expression. "My baby doesn't love me anymore."

Alice tried not to giggle, but she did "aww" as she walked over to comfort her husband.

I walked into the living room and found Edward asleep on the couch, Ari on his chest. Her little fist was balled up in his shirt, blonde curls everywhere. I couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight of her splayed out and thinking about the day when I would come home to find him like that with our child on his chest.

Alice walked up beside me. "How the hell am I going to get them apart without waking her?"

"No clue. Good luck with that." I patted her shoulder and stepped to Edward, my fingers running through his hair.

He drew in a sharp breath, his eyes opening. A lazy smile formed on his peaceful face as he focused on me. His arms spread wide, mouth as well, as a yawn moved through him. He settled back down, placing his hand back on Ari as she stirred against him.

"Help me get her into the car?" Alice asked in a whisper.

Edward nodded and wrapped his arms around her as he stood. When we returned to the kitchen Jasper was all packed up and ready to go.

"Knock 'em dead tomorrow, and don't forget pics or video. I expect a full report," Alice said with a smile and a hug.

"Will do."

They all walked into the garage, and a few minutes later Edward returned.

"Have fun, baby girl?"

I smiled up at him as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Tomorrow is going to be epic."

Edward grinned at me with a devilish look in his eyes. "Can't wait."

He leaned down, lips pressing against mine, and I melted into his chest.

"You shouldn't be allowed around kids."

"Why?"

"It's too damn sexy! It makes my ovaries scream out for you to fill me with one."

He took in a deep breath; his eyes darkening while he tongue swept across his lips. "Why don't you and I go work on our baby making skills? That way when we're ready, we'll know exactly what to do."

"I like your 'practice makes perfect' line of thinking."

-oOo-

Lauren had fallen into the trap Sam set, and with greater ease than we all expected. The moment Maggie arrived home from her holiday vacation, when I was out with Alice, she tried to get in. When her access failed, she called Lauren.

The next step was a plan Edward and I devised, and it involved fucking with Lauren first, knowing she'd tell Maggie.

I smiled and winked at Esme as I got off the elevator of Edward's office floor. School was still out of session, but Edward was to the point he couldn't put off work any longer. We'd have New Year's Day together, which was only two days away. Sam was allowing us this moment, knowing it would get more concrete information, which we needed.

My wedding ring sat on my finger on full display, matching necklace around my neck. Hair and make-up professionally done. My usual straight hair was curled and wavy, in a beauty pageant sort of way. I looked very much the twenty something Hollywood actress, and not very much the eighteen year old me. It was hard to admit, but I kind of liked it. I felt confident and sexy…and couldn't wait for Edward to see.

I was in Oz, Kansas no more, off to face The Wicked Witch. Watch out, bitch, Dorothy's in town.

I was giddy inside at our plan, as I strutted down the hall in the fuck-me pumps Alice found to round out the impressive outfit. They were hot and difficult to walk in at first; I'd never worn heels so high, but she showed me how to work them.

"Excuse me, you can't go in there," Lauren called, jumping from her chair as I reached out to grab the door handle to Edward's office.

"Oh! Hi, Lauren, I didn't see you there." I smiled at her. It took all my inner strength to keep up the charade, when all I wanted was to slap the shit out of her. "I'm just here to see Edward."

"Mr. Cullen doesn't want to see you."

I quirked my brow at her. "And why not?"

"He's busy, you can't go in."

I decided to throw a diva-esque hissy fit. "Do you know who I am?"

Her jaw flexed, and her words were strained. "Of course I know who you are…Bella."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Then what's the problem? Who are you to tell me what my husband does and does not want? Especially where I am concerned."

She stood straighter and sneered at me. "Mr. Cullen does not want to be disturbed…by anyone. He's in an important phone meeting."

I knew she was going to be a tough nut to crack, so I changed my tactics back to sickly sweet. I pulled out my phone, and the last text he'd sent me minutes before. "But he sent me this, so I'm pretty sure he's waiting for me."

I flashed the screen in front of her. He'd worded it perfectly: What are you doing downstairs? Get your sexy ass up here, baby.

"I was going to surprise him, but he caught me." I giggled and threw the phone back into the Louis Vuitton purse Alice loaned me.

"Yes, well, like I said, he's in a meeting. His schedule is packed because he took the last few days off."

I bit my bottom lip and smiled brightly at her. "Yeah, he's been…busy at home."

Her face paled, hands clenching at her sides.

"So, you two have made up then?"

I looked at her confused. "Made up? You heard about that?" I waved my hand as to dismiss it. "I mean, sure we had a little tiff, but we made up…for six days straight." I embellished a bit, but it was all working. She was growing more and more agitated by the second. I decided to drive it home. "Oh, do you think you could be a doll and get me a soda? I'm parched. Thanks!"

I put my hand on the door again, and she grabbed my wrist.

"I told you, he's in a meeting!" she snapped.

I turned toward her, dropping my bubbly persona. "Take your hand off me before you lose it." She released it and I smiled at her again. "I'd like a Sprite."

Just then the door swung open, and Edward stood before us. "Well, hello there, pretty lady." Edward smirked at me, his eyes growing heavy as he looked me over, tongue peeking out to wet his lips.

I beamed back at him. "Hi."

His suit jacket was gone, the sleeves of his white dress shirt folded up his arms. The look was too sexy.

"What brings you here, baby girl?"

I stepped up to him and placed my hand on his chest and looked up at him from under my lashes. "I missed you, baby. We've spent the last few days, just you and I." My hand moved down to his belt and I tugged on it, bringing him closer. "I was lonely and thought we could have lunch."

"Mr. Cullen has work to do," Lauren sneered, interrupting us. It was obvious she was not happy with the sudden turn of events we were shoving in her face.

I flashed my ring at her in a less than subtle gesture and turned to glare at her. "Oh, I'm sure he can spare a few minutes for his wife, don't you think, Lauren?"

Edward's hands reached around and grabbed hold of my ass. "Baby, in that dress I can spare more than a few."

I giggled, playing the part but getting turned on as well, and swatted flirtatiously at him. "Sounds like a good time in my books."

Lauren stepped closer to Edward's office door. "Mr. Cullen has a meeting with Miss O'Connell in half an hour."

I gave her a fake surprised look; Edward had trouble containing his laughter as he looked at my reaction. "Oh, I'll make sure to have him finished off… I mean, finished with lunch by then. I don't want to interrupt his work."

"Lauren, can you make sure I don't have any calls or interruptions for a while? I plan to be busy. Thanks." Without letting her respond, he took my hand and pulled me through the door.

"Oh, and don't forget that Sprite. I'll need it…after." I smiled and waved at Lauren, laughing inside at the look of disbelief that covered her face.

Edward's arms wrapped around my body, lips crashing to mine. His touches held a desperate edge to them. My getup had quite the effect on him.

"Isabella, while I fucking love how you look in this little scrap of clothing you call a dress, I have to wonder what the meaning is of you prancing around baring your breasts for every horny fucker to see?" His hand moved down my hip until he met skin, my thighs trembled under his touch, his jealousy flowing through them. "Those are mine!" He indicated by grabbing my partially exposed tits. "I think you need to be reminded of that."

He stepped away from me and over to his desk, sitting in his chair. "Come over here, right…now."

I licked my lips as I sauntered over to him, enticing him more. When he palmed his cock through his tented pants I knew it worked. I had a little surprise for him, and was already wet in anticipation of him finding it.

I stepped in front of Edward and he leaned forward, hands reaching out to my legs. They trailed up and I felt heat flood my cheeks as they slipped under the white fabric. He groaned as he palmed my ass, grabbing it and working up higher, toward my waist.

When his hands stopped, I looked down at him. The expression he wore was confused for a short second before his eyes closed and he took in a shaky breath, fingers digging into my hips.

"Baby girl, where are your panties?"

I was so worked up my voice came out just above a whisper. "You can't wear them with a dress like this, the lines will show."

"But it's so short, if you bend over…oh, fuck…your little pussy would be on display." He clicked his tongue, hands working around and down. He stopped again, but this time he pushed the skirt up to expose me, his eyes wide. "Damn, baby girl, you… Fuck, you want me to spank you, don't you? So, fucking naughty. A bare pussy? So, nothing at all to shield your clit from prying eyes? And you're fucking dripping down your thighs."

I bit my lip. While I always kept it manicured, I'd never gone bare, but Alice said it was essential to pull the dress off. So, I did it…and it hurt like hell.

His head dove down and licked up my slit, taking my clit into his mouth and sucking. I knew then it was worth it.

He growled, and stood up. He spun me toward the desk, and pushed on my back until my front was pressed against the top. His fingers pulled my dress the rest of the way up to my waist.

There was no warning, just a sharp sting against my backside that caused me to scream out. Another landed on my pussy that had my eyes rolling back in my head as the tip of his finger hit my clit. A guttural moan escaped, followed by another yelp as he smacked in the middle again. His hands soothed the skin, and I could hear his breath coming out hard and heavy behind me.

"Bad girl." He smacked my pussy again, but this time he slipped two fingers inside. I tightened around them as he pulled them out, then pushed them back in. My fingers had a steely grip on the edge of his desk.

He leaned over me; his chest pressed against my back. "If we were at home, baby girl, I would tie your hands and feet to the bed and strap a vibe to you as punishment for teasing me and all other men in this dress. I wouldn't let you up for hours until your pussy couldn't come anymore."

The image he painted had me pushing back against his hand. "Fuck, I love it when you get kinky!"

He sat down in his chair, hands pulling my cheeks apart as he dove in. My eyes rolled back into my head as he devoured my pussy. He was a possessed man, growling against my skin as he licked and sucked up my juices. His teeth nipped my clit more than once, hand smacking against my ass again then gripping it tight.

"I need to be inside you. My cock is begging to be buried in your hot little pussy."

His zipper went down with speed, and I felt the head of his cock at my entrance a moment before he pushed in, seating himself to the hilt.

His fingers tightened on my hips as he drew in a ragged breath. "Fuck, baby girl, you've got me so worked up."

He pulled out and thrust back in, setting up a steady pace. As his hips slammed into me, forcing mine hard against the edge of his desk.

A steady in and out, a low groan coming from the beautiful man behind me. I couldn't speak as he filled me, only high pitched whines that I tried to silence.

"So good, you feel so good. Not going to last."

His thrusts became harder to the point things were tipping over on his desk.

My back arched as he hit the most wonderful spots, and my hands gripped tight to the edge.

"Yes," he hissed. "Come on my cock."

I shattered, my walls clenching around him, a shuddering mewl escaping.

Edward cursed behind me, his hips jerking, then I felt him twitch within me.

He collapsed against me, groaning.

My hands were lax; my whole body was, as we laid there over his desk, trying to calm down.

"I don't think I can handle you wearing something like this again."

I let out a giggle. "Dress slutty more often. Check."

His chest rumbled against my back. "You are a naughty, little minx."

There was yelling coming from the other side of the door, and before we could move, it swung open. Maggie stormed in, but she stopped after a few feet, Lauren and Esme behind her.

"Oh, my God. I can't believe you are fucking that little bitch in your office!"

I knew from the angle she couldn't see anything, our clothes were still one, but the pose was obvious. I tried not to blush, but I felt my face flame anyway. I was pretty sure it was already red due to our activities anyway. I just hoped she left so we could straighten out our clothing.

Edward blew out a harsh breath, his grip tightening at her words, before he regained his composure, and went right into his role.

"Ah, Maggie, you're here," Edward said, and I heard the smile in his voice. She moved to speak, but then shut her mouth in confusion. "I wanted to discuss something with you. Could you give us a moment and I'll be right with you."

"No." She gave me her diva bitch brow, and I couldn't stop from smiling back at her.

"No?" Edward questioned, rising up off me.

"What is she doing here, Edward?" She pointed to me with a look of disgust. "Don't tell me she seduced you again?"

If it hadn't been for the enraged look on Maggie's face, I'd have been so embarrassed and tempted to crawl into a hole, but instead I felt strangely empowered.

Edward's hand squeezed my hip. "My wife can seduce me anytime she wants. Now get the fuck out, and give us a minute."

"Fuck that, just pull out of the little bitch."

"Excuse me?" Esme's voice came out from behind Maggie. "Don't you talk about my sister-in-law that way."

Maggie turned around, and Edward took the opportunity to pull out and hastily clean up the evidence of our actions so they wouldn't be sliding down my leg later. I pushed my skirt back down as he shoved his cock back in his pants and zipped up.

We moved to stand in front of his desk once we were put back together.

"Maggie, I called you here today for a reason," Edward said. Maggie's attention snapped away from the argument she was having with Esme. "First off, I am hereby pulling out funding for your current project. Cullen Entertainment will never back a film with you in it again."

Maggie's mouth fell open. "Edward, what are you talking about? We've been planning this movie for over a year."

"Yes, but at that time you hadn't been lying to the press, trying to sabotage my marriage, and breaking into my house."

She quirked her brow. "Breaking into your house? I did no such thing; I was using my card key."

"No, you were using a card key you had Lauren, my once trusted assistant, get for you. Yours was de-activated well over a month ago."

All eyes turned to Lauren, including the newly entered Seth and Angela who took their place blocking the door.

Lauren began stuttering. "I-I don't know what y-you're talking about."

"So the envelope with your boyfriend's security company letterhead, we found locked in your desk drawer, that contained a letter from him and the access card information, doesn't sound familiar? The one addressed to you?"

Even Maggie seemed surprised at that bit of information, and turned on Lauren easier than I anticipated.

"You little bitch! You told me you got rid of all that. Are you really that stupid?"

Lauren gasped. "Me? You're the one who couldn't break them up. I did everything you asked and then some."

"Which brings me to number two," Edward said, interrupting their incriminating conversation. "Maggie, you will never enter my house again." He turned to Lauren. "And you're fired."

Lauren's head was shaking back and forth. "You can't do that. My contract states– "

"It doesn't matter what it says, you violated the contract in more ways than one. I'm not only pressing criminal charges, but I will be suing you, as well…both of you."

Maggie's lips were pressed tight together in a frown, jaw locked, a murderous gleam in her eye, as she looked between us. "Edward, I'm pregnant."

"Congratulations," he said without missing a beat or being the least bit surprised.

Her lips twitched. "It's yours."

Edward laughed, but it was in humor, which surprised me. "It's been over six months. It's not mine, you psycho, and you fucking know it. Are you that desperate now?"

She was vibrating with anger; her mind working double time to keep up. "I told the press."

I chuckled. "I doubt you did, but if you did, then you can tell them you lied," I said, then thought about it some more. "Actually, I think that's something we can handle. I don't think they've heard from the Cullen camp for a while. What do you think, baby?" I turned to look at Edward, who'd wrapped his arm around my waist as I spoke.

Edward smiled down at me. "I think that's a great idea. Gossip Cop would love to hear the truth."

Maggie screeched; her fists clenched as her whole body shook.

"Something wrong?" I asked, smiling at her.

She was to the point of baring her teeth at me, as she leered menacingly.

Edward released me, turning to grab something off his desk. I watched in anticipation as he picked up the file that contained all the cancelled contracts.

It was in that moment…she lost it.

I didn't even see her move before she tackled me to the ground. My hands moved to my face to block her attack as she punched and scratched at me, her weight on top of me kept me pinned to the ground.

"Get the fuck off her!" Edward was yelling at her, trying to grab hold of her, when she turned and raked her nails across his neck, scratching deep.

I saw red, my hand snapping around her neck in the split second opening. Her eyes widened and she looked back at me, her claws coming back down on my arm, trying to get me to release her.

"Don't you fucking touch my husband!" I flipped us so that she was below me and flashed my ring, shoving it in her face as my fingers held tight around her neck. Not enough to choke her out, but it was enough to hold her in place. "See this?" I screamed at her. "Do you see it? I am married to him, not you."

I continued cursing at her as I was pulled off her body by Edward and one of Sam's guys. It was Edward stepping in front of me that calmed me enough to see and hear my surroundings again.

Sam was pinning Maggie to the ground and handcuffing her. I hadn't even seen him come in. The guy let go of me and went to relieve Sam.

Sam then walked toward Lauren, holding up her cell phone. Her eyes widened; her skin paling before turning beat red.

"I was going to be her personal assistant! As soon as you were out of his life," Lauren screeched. There was a fire in her eyes before she spun on me and I was struck by something hard and found myself back down on the ground.

My vision was blurry, ears ringing, pain lancing through me.

I heard a few gasps followed by, "You goddamn fucking bitch!"

My unfocused gaze moved to her. Edward was yelling at her and angry as he ran over to her. Esme got to her first and punched Lauren before she pushed her up against the wall. One of Sam's guys was running to them, and pulled Edward away.

"Go see to Bella," Esme said as she held her hand.

Maggie was still screaming and writhing, cuffed on her stomach.

It was pandemonium.

Something warm trickled down the side of my face, and I shut my eyes held them tight to find some clarity in the chaos, fighting against the intense agony.

"Bella!" Edward cried, trying to get my attention.

My eyes opened and I tried to focus on him. His face held a terrified expression as he sat next to me.

"Can you hear me?" he asked, cupping my face.

"My head hurts."

"Esme's calling an ambulance."

"Ambulance?" I winced as I reflexively scrunched my eyebrows. "Why?"

Tears welled in his pained eyes. "Baby, she hit you in the head with one of my marble award statues. You're bleeding and we need to make sure you're okay."

"Oh." I looked around the room, taking in the blurry scene before me. Lauren and Maggie were both cuffed, guarded by Sam's men. Sam was on the phone, and Esme was in one of the chairs on her phone as well with Angela holding an icepack on her hand.

"Not quite how I pictured it going." My voice was weak and sounded kind of far away. "Gossip Cop is going to love this, and People magazine is going to be gobbling it up and exaggerating it."

Edward chuckled as he took a cloth from Seth and wiped away some of the warm liquid on my face. "I'm a bit more concerned with you than with what we're going to tell the press."

A little while later the paramedics were rolling me out on a gurney through a back entrance. I opened my heavy eyes and smiled in glee, watching as Lauren and Maggie were loaded into the back of a police cruiser.

Assault being added to the many charges we were already filing against them.

And with that, I closed my eyes. God, my head hurt.


Thank you to everyone for being patient. I've finished up all my edits on Breach, and it is ready for publishing! It will be available next month, but for now you can add it to your to-read list on Goodreads. Also, you can vote in the different lists it's on in Listopia on Goodreads (can be found here - www . goodreads /list/ book/ 16079654 , just take out the spaces and add in the . com after goodreads)

My brain was so happy when I was done, FF's talking my ear off. I've been working on MaMC, Conventioneers, Into the Deep, and thinking about Welcome to the Cameo Hotel and When Bunnies Attack.

Still a lot to do before the release of Breach, but I'll keep writing as much as possible. See you soon!

Hope you enjoyed watching Maggie and Lauren go down!