Edward was incredibly wealthy, he had his own business at the age of 25. He had cars, an incredibly beautiful face, a mountain of money, he could afford everything one could only dream of. but all you needed was his attention. He loved you madly, even though your age difference was 8 years. You were 17 years old, you were in your first year of college, the last class was coming to an end and Edward had already arrived at your university in his limousine. He got out of the car and started looking out the window, through which he could see you and how you were studying and writing. You looked out the window and saw Edward standing and smoking a cigarette, looking directly at you. As soon as their eyes met, he hid the cigarette because he promised he would never smoke again, and he began to wave his hand wanting to dissolve the smoke from the cigarette, which made her smile sweetly, but when she left, she asked him why he was smoking when he told her. I had promised I wouldn't do it

I'm sorry my love... It's just that he was stressed... Don't be angry baby...

Edward responded, hugging her tightly, her love for her was so strong that it seemed like a serious obsession and he always pampered and pampered her