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I have changed the name of the organization Edward's family is dealing with. I value my life too much to piss off anyone if they do a search under the term I was using and had previously used. Not that mine would show up, but if it were to pop up and they didn't like my portrayal of them, I sure as hell don't want to be put on some list for using them in a fictional story.
Okay...so I freaked out a little when I was doing research for terms they use and found a post about how they brutally hung two people from a bridge for blogging about them, so I spent my evening searchign each chapter for that title and replaced it with Drug Lords...
yeah...I sort of like breathing....just sayin...lol

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EDWARD~

"Good morning baby girl."

She mewls against my throat, nuzzles further up under my hair, and then softly sighs.

"You stayed."

"I told you, I wasn't going anywhere." I kiss the top of her tangled hair.

"I wish that were true."

"Bella, I will be back so fast you won't have time to miss me. I need to get up and wrap up some things before I leave this morning. I am sorry I can't lay here with you and play."

I turn her over and brush my hand over the soft warm and smooth skin of her cheek. I love the warmth she provides when she blushes for a fleeting moment.

"Sweetheart, try not to wander far from home. I would feel so much more at ease knowing that you are not out roaming the streets with Alice. Do not question Jacob's instincts. He has a knack for sensing trouble. If he orders you to do something, do it."

I kiss her nose and climb out of bed.

"And by the way, I love hearing you say my name when you sleep. What do you dream about?" I turn to look at her.

"How absolutely beautiful you are." she gets up on her knees crawling over to the edge and reaches up to lace her fingers through my hair as she pulls me towards her lips.

"You have an Angel's face." she says looking from my eyes down to my lips and moves in to claim them.

I give into her, wrapping my arms around her warm body and moan into her mouth.

"That's sweet baby." I press my lips to hers once, twice, and then once more and move down inhaling her throat. "But let's not say anything like that around the family." I ask.

When I look up at her, she is frowning.

"I know, and you know why, so please."

"I feel like a dirty little secret." she juts out her bottom lip.

I pounce on her throwing her back on the bed, she screams startled by my speed, then laughs.

"I really like the way that sounded. So naughty and baby you are as naughty as they come." I kiss her once and stupidly dare to make another promise to her.

"Give me a little time to prove myself to everyone. Then, I will tell everyone in the world the way I feel about you."

"And just how do you feel about me?"

"I adore you."

Her smile is not a genuine Bella smile and she looks away from me. Tears well up in her eyes and I have no idea how that could hurt her but it does.

"Bella?"

Her arms come around my neck and she locks onto me crying so hard I am stunned.

"Sweetheart, what is it?"

"Come back to me. Please. Don't go and not come back! Just say it. Say it aloud and look at me when you do and fucking promise me! Promise me that you are going to come back and make damn sure you keep that promise or so help me I will fucking hunt you down."

I pull away from her and look into her tear stained face.

"Bella what is this about?"

"I waited and waited and they never came home." she cries.

I realize that it is something from her past.

"Come here." I hug her tightly as she climbs into my lap wrapping herself around me.

"Bella, I am indestructible. No one knows that but you and my mother. I think Alice suspects something is up she is full of questions lately, but no one else knows that. If someone aimed a gun at my head, nothing would happen, do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I tried it myself. I cannot die. I am already dead sweetheart. The bullet did nothing. It bounced off me. Therefore, even if I walk into that meeting and they are all aimed at me, their attempt to kill me will fail miserably. My family is another story. I have to protect my family. You do understand that right?"

"Yes."

"So believe me, I will come home to you."

She sniffles and I carry her to the bathroom.

"Want to take a shower with me?" I wiggle my brows up at her.

Her eyes fall to my lips again and I can see the longing in her eyes.

"I am going to fucking miss you." I whisper and kiss her softly setting her on the sink.

Our shower is longer than it should have been but I couldn't seem to pull myself away from washing every inch of her body. Lathering her up as I kissed her.

Her moans grew louder and louder when I washed between her legs, and before I knew it, I lifted her up and licked her clean instead of using soap.

She is sweet and salty and fuck, she gets wet.

Then she surprises me when she strokes me off. Both hands wrapped around me and she is clumsy and cute and so doing it wrong. All I can do is show her how to do it right and she learns fast because I am shooting all over her clean chest and not at all regretting that I get to wash her all over again.

We get dressed and go our separate ways.

I head for the clubhouse and find most of my men there discussing specifics about the shipment that is coming with us only it is on a separate plane. I won't be caught dead with anything in my possession ever.

It keeps my ass out of jail.

Not five minutes after I enter the clubhouse there is a commotion outside and suddenly the door flies open and Jacob and Sam are standing here in front of me with the nun from Bella's school.

"What the fuck?" I gape at them.

"I started at midnight last night, you must have forgot, I get paid by the day." he grins and nods towards the nun. "She was walking down the street in broad daylight. I do believe you mentioned something about Bella not returning to school because of her. No need to worry any longer. Here she is."

My nose is twitching.

Her eyes are jet black, with dark circles underneath them.

"Leave us alone." I demand and the room clears out faster than the flick of a switch.

I walk around the table, eye her up, and inhale.

She is not fucking human.

"Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing here?"

She doesn't answer and I hiss.

She hisses in defense because it is instinctual.

"You are a vampire?" I move towards her at vampire speed and grab her arm shoving her sleeve up. It is cold and hard.

"I am." Her voice trills through the room.

I grab her by the throat and throw her against the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"Just doing my job." she manages to speak through my grip.

"And what job would that be?" I ask easing up on her throat.

"To make sure you are keeping the secret."

"What secret?"

She snorts out a laugh and I grip her harder.

"I will tear it clean the fuck off if you don't stop fucking dicking me around now what the fuck are you doing here and who are you?"

"I am Heidi. I work for the Royal Court. I have been ordered to follow up on a well-known mafia family who just happens to now have a vampire as their leader. Caius has asked me to come and make sure you are keeping the secret."

I bare my fangs.

"What fucking secret?"

"Why that you are a vampire of course. It is our only law."

"We have laws?"

She looks at me with wide eyes. "Didn't your maker tell you this?"

I narrow my eyes at her. "My maker is dead."

"Oh, well, what do you know about this life?"

"I don't have time for this and you being here is in fact raising questions within my family. You have put me in a position that I am now going to have to answer as to whom you are. How the fuck do I keep this secret when you show up sneaking around my family? And what the fuck are you doing at my Bella's school?"

"I caught your scent there first. Before I found this place. I knew of the home but didn't know its exact location. Demetri is our tracker. I am just the hunter." She is rambling nonsense and I have no fucking idea how to deal with this shit now of all times.

"How many of us are there?"

"Hundreds. Thousands maybe, it surprises me you don't know any of this. Who turned you?"
I gape at her and reply, "I don't know."

"How did they die?"

"I fucking killed her."

Her look is incredulous.

"I need you to come with me. If I am going to play this off, I need you to come with me no questions asked."

I grip her arm and she follows without a word.

We make our way to the car and I nod at the guards and some of the men that are standing around watching. Carlisle is looking at me with suspicion.

"Our departure time has just been moved back. I will be back in an hour." I load her into the passenger seat, climb in, and take off.

As we are driving, she turns to look at me. "You are quite handsome Mr. Masen." she eyes me up.

"And you are wearing a nun's uniform." I eye her back.

"Where are we going?"

"We are going to my warehouse."

She quirks a brow up at me.

"Trust me, it is all for appearances, you want me to keep the secret then we do this my way." I have to play out the scene perfectly. I tie her to a chair and she allows me to do it as I attempt to look as if I am grilling her.

"We are being recorded. I am going to shoot you, but since you are vampire, this won't harm you in the least. Just do a good job and play dead. Go back to your leaders and tell them your secret is safe. I may come upon them to learn more one day about what I have become. The moment before I toss you into the dumpster and light you on fire, you will get the fuck out of here and move fast enough so that you are not caught leaving on camera."

"So is this how you woo all the girls. Shoot them, and then light them on fire?"

"I am not wooing you Heidi. My heart is already spoken for. It was a pleasure meeting you, but I must warn you, stay the fuck away from my Bella or you and everyone you know and love will die.
Do I make myself clear?" I ask pulling out Seth and putting it to her head.

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My return back to the house doesn't go as smoothly as I had hoped. Carlisle is grilling me as we walk towards the house after I climb out of my car.

"Who was she? What is she doing here?"

"I don't know. She wouldn't talk. Nothing I said or did to threaten her would make her."

"You didn't do anything that would make her talk." He snaps.

Just as I suspected they were watching.

"I don't torture women Carlisle. She is the first one I have had to deal with." I turn to look at him.

"Our plane leaves in one hour. That gives me thirty minutes to pack my things, now if you will excuse me." I head for the front door and slam it in his face once I am inside.

I am tired of the questions. I worry it will be worse on the plane ride down South but try not to think about that strange meeting.

When I enter the main room I inhale and I can tell that she hasn't been down here for a while.

"Edward." My Mother walks up and kisses my cheek.

"Hey Ma."

"I am heading out for an appointment with the salon. I won't be here when you leave. Hug me now. I am taking one of the guards with me because I know you are going to insist anyway, see, one step ahead of you baby."

She leans in and whispers in my ear.

"She is in the Library. She has been crying off and on all morning. Comfort her. I will try to keep her busy while you are gone. The camera's are still off. Demetri has someone working on tracking whomever has hacked them."

"I still think it is someone inside." I kiss her and hug her saying our goodbye's and make my way towards the library. I have already packed and planned to spend the last moments with her. I am as quiet as possible when I enter the library. She is staring out the window and I can smell the thick salty scent in the air. It was more than a few tears she had shed, the salt is thick in the air and I know it is serious crying here. My concern for her grows. I don't know how to make her understand any other way than I had already explained to her.

I know her past is the issue and that I can't undo what has been done. All I can do is assure her that I am coming back. I stay as stealth as possible moving towards her to stand only inches away now. I lean down and press my lips to the top of her head.

She sighs, sniffles and I watch her chest shudder out a breath. "I am sorry." Her voice sounds so fucking broken.

"Bella you are killing me here." I kneel down and meet her swollen tear filled eyes.

"Take me with you!" She sobs and throws her arms around me.

I am so close to just saying fuck it and bringing her along but I can't. I just fucking can't.

I pull back and look at her and hope that what I tell her will make her see.
"Do you know it has been rumored that this orgnization has no heart inside the walls of their compound. It is said that the thought alone of them makes up a living organism that thrives on a power so great, when night falls the compound comes alive with the thumping of a heart beat on the wind."

She tilts her head listening.

"I once heard that a very trusted top member of theirs, turned on them. They were working with customs agents to take down some of the bigger leaders all while trying to make a bust that would cost them millions of dollars. Word got out because one of the custom's agents was in fact on the payroll with the Lords. His alerting them, interrupted this massive take down before it could actually play out. Do you know what they did to that man Bella?"

"No." she whispers.

"They gutted him Baby. The took his insides out, filled his body with drugs, sent it to the customs agents directly involved with the set up and pinned a note to his dead body. The note said, The next body to arrive will be on of your family. They willingly gave up the drugs to make a point to custom agents that they were not above going after innocent lives if anyone ever fucked with them again. This is exactly why I can not allow you or my mother anywhere near these fuckers. They don't know you exist baby. You would be a pawn for them to use against me. I cannot undo the relationship that my father had with these men, all I can do is keep them satisfied, and to do that I need to let them play their game. I need to be as accommodating as possible, because I will never trust them. I can't let my guard down, and I can't leave this to my family members to handle and fuck this relationship up. We are in too deep and I wished to God I could back out for once in my life, but I can't. If I make the attempt to sever this relationship they will see it as a betrayal."

"So then tell me what is your business with them?"

"I can't tell you that."

Her brow is furrowed in such a deep V as tears spill down her cheek.

"Please baby, just understand that what happens tonight is so fucking important and once I am done down there, I will turn right around and come back. I promise."

She nods and kisses me. I can taste her salty tears on her lips and press in for a deeper more meaningful kiss. I pick her up and settle into the window bench with her on my lap and we look out over the city, just spending the last few minutes together.

"I am going to miss you." Her voice is raspy and quiet.

"I know sweetheart, and I am going to miss the hell out of you too baby." I hug her tighter.
Fifteen minutes later she is completely asleep in my arms. I kiss her head and carry her up to my room, laying her in my bed. I look down at her once more before I manage to finally pull myself away from my sweet girl just as my phone begins to vibrate.

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Just as I suspected questions came at me on the plane but I wasn't in the mood to answer any of them.

Jasper barely made it in time for our flight to take off and his behavior is really starting to irritate me. I am going to have to talk to him about his relationship he seems so caught up in with Alice.

Eventually our plane touches down at the final destination and I pull out Seth, check to make sure he is fully loaded, and pat my jacket to find a couple of clips safely tucked inside.

Taking a deep breath, I stand to exit the plane. Stepping out into the thick hot humid air that is familiar, sends a shiver down my spine.

I look down to see three jeeps waiting on the tarmac, while behind them are four hummers for my men. I glance over to the left and watch the cargo from the other plane move down the conveyor belt to be unloaded and then loaded into the large black cargo truck.

"Black for the darkness of night." I murmur and Emmett is standing directly behind me as he asks, what the fuck that means.

"It is harder to see a black truck on the dark roads. They use black vehicles to move contraband around right in front of everyone, while staying stealth as they do it."

"Ahh.." He says and I begin my descent down the stairs.

There are many members of the Drug Lords around here with guns strapped to their backs. It is an uncomfortable feeling, but not unbearable. I shake hands with my contact who greets me but does so warily. I just feign a smile and assure him that things are fine. He nods and leads me to the vehicles waiting to take us to the compound.

The ride there is rough. The roads are unpaved down here and the few roads that are paved have massive potholes in them. I am slightly worried about my product and hope to God nothing goes off.

When we near the base of a hill, I look up to see the massive wall that surrounds the entire home. I know there are underground tunnels here. Some run from here, all the way to other tunnels that take you right under US soil. They go for miles and miles and were created by people that were enslaved to create them.

When the gates open I look over at Carlisle and whisper, "Questo è. Siate pronti per qualsiasi cosa. Se qualcosa va giù Carlisle, non, ripeto, non entrare in contatto con loro. Siamo alla loro mercé, ma questa è una buona cosa. Fidati di me. Si tratta di un importante segno di rispetto a loro che abbiamo le palle per mostrare qui in questo modo. Guardati le spalle e giuro su Dio tenere la lingua del cazzo, non importa cosa. "

© Robshandmonkey~

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Translation...
"This is it. Be prepared for just about anything. If anything goes down Carlisle, do not, I repeat, do not engage with them. We are at their mercy, but this is a good thing. Trust me. It is a major sign of respect to them that we have the balls to show up here like this. Watch your back, and I swear to God hold your fucking tongue no matter what."
*Yeah...it's full blown mafia madness time and I am just as excited to get the next chapter out as you are to read it...just to keep you natives somewhat calm...tease...and again it will Be E's point of view...grins...



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~EDWARD
"I hear you are a guardian." Marcus smiles at me and it takes every thing I have in me, and I mean everything, to keep control of my response. I have to hold my temper and my composure, where Bella is concerned, it is the hardest thing I am ever going to have to do. I don't know how they know this information and all I can think about is that someone in the family is playing for them. No one besides the Stanley's know I am her guardian and I am pretty damn fucking sure that they didn't offer up the information.
My father speaks to me from the dead, his voice haunts me at times and this would be one of them.
"Remember Edward. Stay stoic in the face of any horror you are presented with. They are testing for a response. Any sign that what they are using may be a weakness against you. It is only then that if you succeed in keeping a poker face until you are out of their presence, then you will know that you are winning. If you lose control, slip and even so much as flinch in the slightest way, you are giving the m what they are looking for. Do NOT let them see your tell. Under any circumstances. Your tell will be what does you in and it would be the best if you had no tell at all, but every man has a tell."
"What is yours?"
"My tell?"
"No, your weakness."
"You and your mother."
It suddenly hits me that he never included Jasper. Why would he not include his adopted son? He is my brother. I try to remember where I am and what I am doing having got lost in that thought.
Fuck.
What did I do in front of Marcus while that memory played out?
My eyes meet with Marcus again. He doesn't look phased.
"Just an abused girl I took in to get her out of an abusive home. I cannot tolerate children being abused."
He nods once. "I respect that."
I glance over at Carlisle and he is watching someone else in the room. My eyes follow the guy by the door and he looks oddly familiar.
I would almost say, he looks a lot like Jasper.
"Riley, son, come...let me introduce you to our newest business partner."
My eyes scan over to look at Jasper. He is watching very carefully and I would swear I see him give a faint of a nod.
Strange.
***I can see all of your wheels turning...grins like a cheshire cat***

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She was kind enough to create this for me and fuck me did she do an AWESOME job!

I squealed for hours….over this…it was just too cool.

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~Bella~

I couldn’t hide my fear.

Knowing that Edward was planning to go south scared me. What if he decided to stay there and be with others down there that are like him? What if he didn’t come back?

Then to make matters worse he hires me a personal bodyguard.

He is a cocky guy that reminds me of one of Lauren’s former boyfriends. The person was a total ass and this Jacob was just like him.

I also cannot seem to control my own girly hormones. I think about Edward all the time, doing things to me that are downright naughty.

I touch myself in the shower and it is not the same. It isn’t his fingers rubbing me.

What if I never get to feel that again? What if I never feel his lips on mine?

Panic begins to set in and I find my self chewing my fingernails.

I listen to the whispers and the talking of those around the house. I know he is meeting with another mafia leader and that they are in danger. I am not oblivious as to his lifestyle, but I cannot help it when I still feel that fear.

I showered and pulled out some white cotton panties and a white tank top. 

 

He said he would come and check on me. He also promised to please me later, but I am positive he will have forgotten about that to.

I wake up the next morning, Edward is nowhere around. I fight the urge that burns in the back of my throat as I hold off my tears. Maybe I was just something to entertain him when he got bored. I wasn’t getting a vibe that I was his new shiny toy that was no longer new but it sure felt that way.

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Rosalie and Garrett are sitting here at the table, in an intense argument over his new job. He is now working for a huge movie studio, as one of the stagehands. He works on the actual lot of the studios and Rosalie is upset because he seems to be at work far more than the standard forty-hour workweek. He complains to her, that he really likes his job a lot, and that he is fulfilling his duty to his deceased Godfather. She doesn't agree that he should be there so much.

Edward just watches him with a satisfied smirk. It is a look at a time that I don’t understand at all.

Emmett finally butts in, and tells them both to stop arguing during dinner.

I sit here pushing my food around my plate, knowing that Edward leaves for South America tomorrow night. His pending trip has me on edge, not the mention the fact, that he hasn’t so much as done anything more than kiss me on the forehead here or there.

It is as if he shut something off like a switch.

I can feel his eyes on me, so I glance up. I watch them drop to my plate. His expression is clearly a warning to stop fidgeting and eat. All I can do is take a few more bites before I asked again, to be excused.

“You need to eat Bella.” His voice is sharp.

“I am not hungry.”

“Sweetheart, if you don’t eat, you will get sick.” Elizabeth adds in her two cents.

I stare down at my plate and wait.

As everyone is finishing their meal, then, standing to leave, the staff comes in cleaning up around us. Edward sits here just staring at me. It is just us now.

“Care to share what is going on inside that head of yours?”

“You’re different.” I blurt out, setting my fork down, looking up at him. He is leaving and I need to tell him!

“Sometimes I don’t think I even know you. Other times, I feel like I know you better than anyone. It’s confusing. Frustrating. You are hot and cold.”

He studies me carefully before he says anything.

One of the staff walks in, asking us if we are done. Edward nods, not saying a word and they take away our unfinished plates.

I keep my posture stiff, while looking at him sideways to show him I am waiting for some sort of reply.

He clears his throat.

“It has been a really busy couple of weeks Bella. I am trying to adapt to the changes in my life. I am expected to keep this family and our business dealings running smoothly. It isn’t that I can’t handle the pressure, it is more about demanding a lot of my time. I am not used to having someone like you around waiting for me. You were not supposed to of happened, but you did, and I cannot change that. I just wished it happened at a more convenient time. I know I took responsibility of you, and I am trying to balance the two. I thought I was doing a decent job, but apparently, this isn’t the case.”

He sighs heavily and continues.

“Please, have some patience with me. I have a lot on my plate and I don’t need to add this,” he points between him and me “to my list of worries. My position is critical at a time like this. I am being tested. People want me to fail Bella and that is not a fucking option for me. I will not fail my father. He didn’t invest everything he had to train me the way he did, so that I would fail.”

With his words, big fat tears well up in my eyes and I want to run out of the room.

I see his brow furrow as he takes in my reaction and I drop my eyes to the table.

I whisper, “Can I be excused now.”

“No.” His tone is angry. He stands up and walks over reaching out with his hand for me to take. I don’t want to. I want to go to my room and bury my head in shame and in rejection.

He waits and I am surprised he is doing so patiently.

I finally wipe my hand across my cheek standing up, refusing his hand by not acknowledging it looking away from him.

If I am such an inconvenience, then I certainly do not want him to have to touch me on top of it too.

He sighs heavily and turns heading in the direction of the office. Just as we leave the kitchen, I hear the whine of the security camera as it follows me out.

I find it odd, but follow him out as he now waits holding open the office door. I walk in and sit down curling in on myself, pulling my legs up to my chest in the chair in front of his desk. I know he is probably going to get a phone call and leave any minute. It is what happens when he is who he is. I am sure I won’t be here for very long. It is the way it has been all week. Every time we get a minute alone, someone or something interrupts us.

This house has so many secrets it’s maddening.

Edward is standing at the door looking down the hall for a moment longer; he then cocks his head as if he is listening to something. When he finally comes in, he looks around and narrows his eyes in on the security camera in the corner of the room. It is as if he is trying to read something in it.

He then walks over to his desk. His expression is unreadable. I cannot tell if he is angry or what he is thinking. Then, he flips open his laptop, sitting down; he begins to type away on it, totally ignoring me.

“What’s wrong?” I can feel the tension in the air has grown stronger the more he types. He is angry.

“Nothing.” He murmurs as he waits for something on his screen.

I quirk my brow up at him, getting frustrated with this same old reply.

“Look Edward, I understand that some things are secret when it comes to your business, but I am only asking in case I need to know something. I am not naïve Edward; I can feel your anxiety all the way over here. Something is wrong, and lying to each other is not going to do us any good. If we were not going to lie to each other, then why does it feel like you are lying to me now?”

I am proud of my presentation to dig deeper and find answers I am desperate to know.
It sounded so much more mature, than I would have thought it would, coming from a needy teenaged love struck girl.

He doesn’t look at me, watching something on his computer closely. I almost feel as though he is ignoring me completely and am about ready to yell at him, before his phone beeps. 

 

He pulls it out and answers. “I see it, watching right now.”

I almost want to get out of my chair and walk around and see it too, but I don’t for fear he will get really angry with me. Besides, apparently it is his business, not mine. I pick at my fingernails giving up all together having a one sided discussion. Something else has him totally captivated. I hate his position. I want to hate his family but I cant. Edward begins to speak in code. I am dying to know what is happening, but I decide better to just act as if I don’t fucking care.

“Is that possible?”

“I see.”

“But…from where? Would it be from somewhere in the house?”

“Find out!” his tone rises and I jump slightly.

“God damn it…find them and bring that son of a bitch to me!” He presses a button on his phone and his eyes look right at me. 

The tone of them is going from a darker gold as his contacts disintegrate before my eyes fading to black. Then slowly they adjust mixing and swirling the black into the red. 

 
I have seen it happen more often lately. He explained it to me one night. He told me that I need to remember who and what he is. I scowled and told him that with his red eyes  he was still the same person if they were gold or black. I am getting used to the color and find his red eyes far more sexy because it is my Edward.

His gaze finally looks away and he focuses now clicking the mouse on his computer and grabs his phone again. I am about to tell him that I am going to go upstairs, but he looks over at me. With the phone to his ear, he covers the mouthpiece and whispers, “I will only be a minute baby. Promise.”

I fight the need to roll my eyes, because after this week, his promises don’t mean squat anymore.

“Demetri…where is Jasper?”

“Interesting. How long ago? All right well I will deal with that when we get back. Carlisle is in charge for the night. If he needs anything, have him deal with Carlisle. I will not be available until morning. No. You handle anything that comes your way unless you think it needs to be sent to Carlisle. Otherwise, do not call me unless there is something pertaining to our immediate safety. Capiche?”

Edward listens for a moment then says something I don’t understand leaving me flustered.

I hear the motor of the camera again and Edward stops speaking and looks up just as I look at him. My eyes can see it in my peripheral vision. Edward glares at the camera and speaks into the phone. His look is fierce.

 “Demetri, spegnere il sistema. Se qualcuno è riuscito ad introdursi in essa voglio che spento. Avvertire la squadra che essi devono essere in allerta. Non riavviare fino a quando io do il comando. Voglio che ogni membro disponibile per i motivi al di fuori stasera. Si è un'emergenza assoluta poi mi chiami altrimenti Carlisle è sulla proprietà al clubhouse questa sera.”

He gets up and walks over to me, standing in between me and the camera, looking down at me.

His eyes scan down my legs, and considering I have them pulled up he can probably see my panties. I then realize if he can...then....shit.

He insisted that I dress for school everyday even though we were being home schooled.

He claimed it would keep us in that mindset.

I put my legs down and a low growl erupted from his throat. He said a few more things in Italian and pushed a button on his phone before he slipped it into his pocket.

He knelt down and stared at me for a moment. The lights in the house dimmed for a second and I look around.

“What was that?”

“Security system was just taken off line.”

“What? Why?”

“Someone has hacked into it. Those last few motions were not from my end. Someone else is being far too stupid for their own good. Until we find out where they are and exactly who it is, we keep them in the dark.”

“Oh.”

His hand reaches out and his fingers brush over my ankle. I am barefoot in my shirt and skirt uniform.

“Oh...how I loved you bent over that school desk, but I can think of another way to have you on mine.” He has me in his grasp in a blink of an eye. My ass is now sitting on the cold hard wood mahogany table. It takes nothing for him to get me aroused and I can feel it seeping out of me.

His fingers come up and begin unbuttoning my shirt and he pushes it open to work then on the front clasp of my white cotton bra. He peels back the cups and licks his lips.

“Hard little nipples baby, I havent even touched them yet.” 

If I was angry at him before...it was all out the window now. 

I fight with all I have not to moan. He leans forward and cups one of my breasts while his hand glides slowly up the inside of my thigh. “Someone is leaking.” His finger brushes along the edge of my panties and he lowers his head down taking my nipple in his mouth.

He sucks hard and flicks his tongue and I arch my back into his mouth. The icy cold feeling of his lips surrounding it hardens it to stone. His teeth hold it and I watch fascinated as he engages his fangs never taking his teeth off my nipple. The tips poke against my flesh and I gasp.

He has slipped his index finger inside of the side of my panties. The back of it brushing up and down over my wet pussy. I nearly buck when he hits my clit as it grows harder now.

“Fuck I need to taste that!” he growls and picks me up taking me to the couch. I somehow manage to lose all clothing between here and there and I am stunned that he has laid me down with my ass up over the back, my head hanging over the seat cushion. I am looking up at him as he stands behind it, my legs in his grip holding me spread.

He pushes my legs forward and I am staring up at my soaking wet lips.

“Bet I can make you drip.”

My eyes widen and he grins the most evil grin I have ever seen. My eyes drop to my pussy then slowly move back up to look into his.

“Edward.”

“Yes baby...I am going to watch you come and drool down onto that sweet mouth of yours and you are going to be a good little girl and give me something delicious to devour.”

I moan and close my eyes when his fingers slip into the saturated smooth gash between my legs.

It wont take much. I can already see a teardrop shaped trail run over my clit and continue on over my bare lips going towards my navel.

His smile is devious and his fingers push in while pushing all the wetness out of me rolling faster over the flesh as it is heading in the direction  of my stomach. He grips my hips yanks me and positions me the way he wants and a string of my own come starts to drip right over top of me.  

I bite my bottom lip and am blushing ten shades of red but he doesn’t care. His grip holds me steady and he watches fascinated. “Keep your lips closed baby.” He whispers. His voice low and gravelly.

“Fuckkkk, that is fucking so naughty...don’t move, baby...don’t you dare move...not until....” I feel his finger brush over my pussy pushing it in sending the string of it out faster. It hits my bottom lip and pools there bringing it to me faster now.

I cannot believe I am laying on the couch with my ass up over the back my face down below looking up past my pussy at Edward holding me in this position. I am so aroused by the position the thought of him watching as the come starts to drip out from between my lips and I slide my tongue out, gliding it along my bottom lip.

I know doing this, licking it off my own lips is the reason his jaw is clenched so tightly now.

“Oh baby I know that tastes so motherfucking good, but I am done sharing.” He dives down wrapping his mouth over me and furiously licking my lips, clit and dipping down lower. I gasp at the sensation. He circles his tongue and goes to work really hard licking every inch of me, not letting any more get past his mouth. I cry out bucking into his mouth. I reach up and fist his hair and grind into him with all I have. Wiggling my hips back and forth finding a rhythm that is about to take me over the edge. Just when I tighten every muscle up, Edward’s tongue is licking along my backside and his fingers pump in and out of me furiously.

I cry out and my legs instantly try to close on the intense sensation I cannot take another minute of. I shake and feel a breeze as I am flipped over the couch now my ass up in the air. His thumb is working my clit furiously, while his other hand circles the rim of my ass. I feel cold wetness hit my puckered hole and instinctively tense up when his finger rubs it gently and pushes forward. I have no idea when he undid his pants or when he had my ass soaking wet with arousal or maybe it was lube...hell if I knew.

“How does that feel?” he asks.

“What?” I gasp whimpering as the tingling over my rim is so intense I thrust my hips forward.

“What does that feel like Bella? It is doing something. Tell me, you are so fucking tensed up ready to explode!”

“Oh God...it tingles and feels cool and wet...and I can’t...”

“Can’t what?”

“Take it Edward...touch me there please oh fuck please.”

“I want to hear you tell me what you want.”

“Your fingers in me there.” I hiss.

He smacks my ass softly and growls and I feel his icy cold chest over my back as he presses against me. The feel of his cool flesh against my heated sweaty skin feels refreshing and at the same time too intense as I shudder under him.

“Be still.” He whispers behind my ear.

I try not to wiggle but the moment his cold hard cock slips between my ass cheeks along the crack of my ass i can’t help it.

“My venom on your ass, has you so fucking needy beyond words, look at you. How does my cock feel brushing over it baby? Sensitive...good?”

“Please.” I cry out.

“I am getting off on your tight little ass Bella.” And he pumps his cock through my cheeks and I about die with the sensation of his cock rubbing over my rim. His venom is doing wicked things and his hands push my hips down holding me to the couch. “Be fucking still!” he growls and grunts sliding back and forth. Then he reaches under neath me pushing his hand in between my lips pinching my clit and he begins to pump faster.

It takes seconds and I scream out holding nothing back as his thrusts brushing his venom over my sensitive rim shatters me completely.

His growl is deep against my ear and he curses and nips at my lobe.

“Fuck yeah...God I want you so fucking bad! I swear to God I will have you this way. You have to be so deliciously tight. If you only knew how much I want to fuck your ass baby girl.”

“Oh, God!”

“You are loving it huh baby?”

“Yes....yes... yes...”

“Turn your head and give me those lips. Let me taste my girl.”  I do as he asks and his lips find mine and the friction against my ass intensifies. I quiver and shake. “Come down those thighs baby. Give me something to lick up ”

I feel pressure and gasp out when my ass stretches slightly followed by a burning sensation that quickly disappears. I forget about it and notice Edward stills and cries out throwing his head back. His cold hands have a tighter than usual grip on my hips.

He growls deeper and snarls, “Don’t fucking move Bella....you need to let me...arghhhhh.....fucccckkkkk yeah!” he howls out and then I feel cool wet spurts up my ass and realize that he has pushed into me and is coming.

“Fuck...I know you feel that? Each pulse, you contract from the sensation...fuck Bella nothing...has ever felt so fucking good!” He growls bringing his lips to my ear.

“I am barely in baby don’t move. Just feel it.”

A few twitches and pulses as our breathing calms. He holds me to him. Seconds later I feel his ice cold finger circle where we are joined.

“It’s just the tip.” He kisses me and I try to regain my breathing. It is tight and slightly sore but numbing more and more taking away all pain.

“Next time it will be all of me.” His hand comes up grips my chin holding my head and his lips devour me in a deep hard kiss. I moan into his mouth. He pulls back looking into my wide shocked eyes.

“As soon as you are numb enough, I will pull out. Don’t move Bella. Let me take care of you so you don’t hurt baby girl.”

I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t control my shaking body.

I collapse against the couch and again in a blur of movement using his vampire speed, he is now laying down on the couch with me on top of him curled up in his chest, wrapped in his arms. I shiver.  

“You did so fucking good.”

“I can’t believe we just did that.” I whisper.

“I couldn’t leave you here without marking you as mine. I couldn’t” he murmurs against the top of my head.

His hands hold me brushing over my hypersensitive skin and I curl up in his throat and close my eyes.

“Promise you will come back to me.” I whisper.

“Oh sweetheart...once everything is done, I will have the jet on standby to bring me back.”

I look up at him. He is beautiful. Not a hair out of place other than the usual and then he smiles softly.

“Sleep baby. I am not leaving you tonight. You sleep right where you are. I will be here when you wake up.”

He pulls the blanket draped over the couch over me and I drift off.

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Okay...that was by far pretty fucking kinky if you ask me....slipping the tip of his cock in her ass just so he could mark her with his scent. He is such a fucking possessive vamp... LOL!

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EDWARD~

I want her in ways I know I shouldn’t. I know that physically, I have to be so careful handling her. I didn’t expect her to push forward so abruptly.  

My strength could crush her so easily, but I will not deny my desire to fuck her, for too much longer.

But if she were like me…us.

I lay here next to her. Her soft breathing tickles my throat, her murmuring words that mean nothing, only make me bring her closer to me. I hold her and run my fingers through her hair.

Remembering my own change only stirs the beast in me.

We could do to her, what was done to you…to us. Bite her, feed on her sweet blood. Wait for her to turn.

She would be like me…like us.

My cock hardens when I imagine doing something downright perverse before I plan a bite to flood her system with venom.

What it would feel like to have her pinned under us. Holding her in her place, making her submit. Growling in her ear. Nipping at shoulder when she misbehaves. A tight grip on her hip, bent over in front of us. Her round little ass up, legs spread wide up on her knees. My large hand pushing one cheek of her ass aside, while I slide the head of my cock into her tightest of holes. 

The forbidden place to be fucking. 

No tests...no worries. 

She would be hot, once we get her so fucking aroused…then tight and ready for the taking. 

Marking her in every fucking way. Both inside and out! 

Unleashing him, as he thrusts into her through my sick fantasies, has my hormones, on overdrive.

My lips pressed against her cheek, “God, that would be one hell of an orgasm. My cock in your ass, my chest pressing you down into the bed. Fisting your hair, turning your head to the side, right before I sink my fangs into your neck. Sucking that sweet blood. Slow thrusts at first but by the time I am drinking, pounding into you sounds so hot.” I don’t doubt it would be the best orgasm of both of our lives, I imagine as I kiss the top of her head.

She can’t hear me. I speak fast and low, while she sleeps.

I slide out from under her, stand up and stare down at her. 

I know I will turn her…I am not sure when. My cock twitches as to the thoughts of how.

Soon.

I try to appease him.

I go to my room shower, change and head for the office and make my calls.

“Carlisle, arrange to go to Mexico, then we need to discuss some things.” I hang up and  stand by the window and watch the guards speak out on the grounds under the patio. They share football scores and joke watching the rain.

As soon as the sun rises I make my most important call.

“Ah Masen, how are you?”

“Vladimir, I am doing well.”

“I am so sorry to hear about your father’s untimely demise. I admit though, his death leaves me slightly apprehensive as to what is to come of the relationship between my Cartel and your family.”

He gets right to the point.

“Vladimir, I can assure you that your business with my family is still the top priority as far as the Cullen-Masen administration are concerned. My father trusted me with the position of the family, so I can assure you that his decision is sound. I am my father’s son. I only want the same things he wants. I hoped that we could make a marriage between our families that would benefit not only you, but us as well. I have something to offer you that is clean and free of any hassle. Something that you and your men can appreciate. I would like to discuss terms and conditions with you. How does this sound?”|

“You have me curious. What could your family offer our Cartel? We have most everything we need. We control the market completely here in our country. Unless you are talking more money?”

“Vladimir, money is not the answer to all things.” I use my father’s words. He laughs. I expect him to.

“You are your father’s son, he used to say the same thing, and I knew that to him it was all about respect. I respected your father; you however, have to earn that respect. I don’t know you as I did him.”

“Have I done anything to leave you questioning my loyalty?”

“No, but then again, there is a certain incident where an entire family became victims to your families poor business practices. Surely you know what the many families are saying about your family. You are unpredictable and a risk.”

“Vladimir, I assure you we don’t do anything without careful thought and planning.” I was lying right through my teeth trying to cover the mishap up with the Egyptian incident. I have to try to undo what I had already done.

He paused for a moment and I could hear a slight hum in his throat as he thought about what I had just said.

“You are smart Masen, no one can deny that. The way your father praised his sons  abilities did not go unheard by me. I am inclined to agree with you. I said the other families speak ill of your family, I didn’t say that the Cartel did. Your father garnered our respect and took accountability for his dealings, will you be willing to do the same?”

“Let’s talk. I will be traveling with a few of my family members. You have met them all, I will not bring anyone that would jeopardize your faith in me should you decide to accept what I am about to offer. I assure you Vladimir that I will not disappoint you.”

“All right, when will you be willing to meet and where?”

“On your turf.”

He is silent for a beat.

“You are a brave soldier aren’t you? Did your father teach you to be so fearless?”

“I was born fearless. I have no place for it in my life. I am a busy man with a family to take care of. I was born and this is my legacy. My father’s blood runs through me. I assure you I have nothing to fear. I am an honest businessman.”

He laughs.

“And a good liar.” He adds chuckling.

“Two weeks from today then?”

“Fine. I will have escorts to lead you in when you land. By all means, bring your family. Your mother would love to see the city. I can have my beloved Maria show her the sights.”

“I will ask her, but please don’t expect her to accept or be offended if she doesn’t. She is still in mourning over the loss of my father. She needs time to mourn. I am sure you can understand that?”

“Most certainly, please young Masen, extend my condolences to her. The loss of a mate is traumatic and we all heal in our own time. Do you mind if I ask, any idea who would have done this to your father? I wouldn’t mind seeking revenge buon’anima Senior Masen. I respected him. He did not deserve to be gunned down in the streets like a dog. When I heard of the incident, I was saddened, and now angry. I lost a wonderful business partner. You can trust few people, but Edward Masen Senior never left me feeling as if I couldn’t trust him.”

This shocks me to hear. “I assure you, the “X” has been placed.” I manage through angry words.
“I have no doubt of that. Your reputation as a stone cold killer should have put the fear into the idiot. He has to be an idiot, no one in their right mind would dare consider such a job taking out your Godfather. If I hear of anything, I will let you know.”
“Vladimir, he is mine. I will personally handle it. I would truly appreciate it, that if you did learn of anything that you wouldn’t hesitate to hand him over. I would do the same for you in a heartbeat. You have my word.”


“That is admirable Masen. I can already see that our relationship is one of respect. I will make you that promise. Any word and I will contact you immediately. I may ask to be present for such an occasion. I would love to see how you work.”

“I work entirely on my own. No witnesses, but for you Vladimir in the name of my father’s honor, I will make an exception if you are the one to present the mezza morta.”

“I look forward to our meeting Edward.” He replies and hangs up.
I sigh heavily hanging up. I close my eyes, sit back in my father’s chair and listen to him still when he speaks to me in my head.
His voice is clear, firm, and confident. His words are heartfelt. Then memories bombard my thoughts. My confidence is shaken but I will not give into it.

I am Masen blood after all. Fear will weaken me.

“You make your father proud. You go to South America and show me son. She me how well I taught you. I know you can do this Edward. I have faith in you. You never let me down.”

Then the familiar ache comes back of how I did in fact let him down that very same day.

How I disappeared, without a trace.

Not so much as a word.

Vanished into thin air.

For two years, what my family endured and knowing now that he feared I was dead.

The day I returned from South America all together something other, a monster now, was the hardest decision I had ever made when I did finally choose to return.

I missed my family too much. I thought better to just remain missing to them. I worried what they would think. I worried about what I would say, if I did return.

When I walked into his office that day, his eyes were wide with shock, and then narrowed in anger. It emanated off him, pulsed through his veins, and his heart rate was erratic and then steadily thundered in his chest. The scent of my father’s blood never once brought my thirst out.

I chalk it up to not being possible. I hope that remains true among all my family members.

He stood up, walking around his desk, and his hand reaches out to my cheek. It was the first time I had been touched by a human in two years.  

I had been in the California sun so my cold skin was warmer, but still not humanely warm, and still hard as stone. I could feel his uncertainty with that one touch. Either that or I imagined it.

He pulled me into his arms and hugged me, not saying a word. Then released me and stared at me for a very long moment, studying me. My vision of him blurred by the contacts I wore.

I had not changed one bit since the day I left, and I was sure he took notice of that and my strange eye color. It had been two years. How can he not notice?

I feared he knew. He surely suspected. My father was too smart.

 Then I thought there is no way he could know. No one could. How could they? Humans went through life oblivious to the existence of my kind. Vampires have been a myth for centuries. Movies made, Halloweens for humans revolved around such creatures. They move through life denying what is right in front of them. I did, and if this happened to me, I would question the person’s sanity if they claimed such a thing as well.

That was before I knew what I know now.

Our world isn’t what it appears to be. I didn’t question anything after my turning. I suspect anything is possible. I wouldn’t be shocked if a man walked into a room and turned into a wolf before my eyes. It wouldn’t phase me in the least now.

I wondered desperately what went through my father’s mind during those two years. My biggest fear being that I had lost his trust if I did in fact return.  

I didn’t deserve it and I couldn’t blame him. How do you try to make your father understand that you abandoned him, and everything he was teaching, while you endured something so unbelievable, that you would be put away if you told him the truth?

I had to lie.

“I expect answers.”

“I know.”

“What you have put your mother through, Edward…I could beat you within an inch of your life! How could you do this to her? Your excuse had better be one I can accept or so help me, I still may kill you where you stand.” He wasn’t joking. The fury burned in his eyes. My father kills without a second thought if he feels betrayed. I have killed many for such a thing for him in the past.
I don’t doubt he would pull out a gun and aim it right at my forehead if he felt he had been wronged by me.

“I have no excuse. It was something I needed to do.”

“To disappear, without a word? To let your mother and I believe you are dead? To abandon your family? You swore. You took the oath! The oath we hold dear! Then you run at the first chance you get? Like a rat on the lam? I want answers Edward!” he yelled.

“I had to see what the world was like.” I lied.

“You better come up with a better excuse than that.” His expression was one of disbelief.

“It is my life. I am young and I want to make my own choices. Maybe follow some of my own dreams.”

“It is! But your life comes with responsibilities!”

His voice is so loud, it rings in my highly sensitive ears. The disappointment was more than I could bear. I wanted to run. I wanted to disappear all over again. I had let him down. I had hurt my mother, my brother.

“I am sorry.” I held my stoic expression, trying to convey that I was.
“It is not me you need to apologize to. Forgiveness is something someone gives because they want to. Right now, I don’t want anything from you! I do expect  for you to get your ass outside to that garden and beg and plead for your mothers forgiveness. Maybe when she has forgiven you, I will consider it someday.”

“Go!!!” he yells pointing at the door. He has never been so angry and I have never felt more humiliated.

I nod and leave closing the door. I stood here and I could hear every sound.

His heartbeat, his breathing, his silent sob.

My father never cried.

Never.

I broke his heart that day, and it took me years to gain his trust and I was still working on his forgiveness up until his death. I was sure that I would have gotten it, if I had a little more time.

I ran out of time.

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Morning comes faster than I expect it. Before I know it, I can hear her stirring in her bed. She shuffles around, then her shower stars. I chuckle listening to her curse under her breath for the silliest of reasons. She can't find her school tie, her hair won't dry fast enough. Her scurrying picks up as time ticks away.

I make my way to her door when I knew she should be just about ready. I entered from my own room and she had one foot up on the chair pulling on her shoe.

Her long legs looked slightly flushed in her attempt to hurry and get ready. If she only knew how much that lit my throat on fire.

I stand at her door and watch her pull the socks up.

She is like a Goddamn magnet that has such a strong pull of my core. I am behind her before she realizes it all because of this god forsaken short skirt she torments me with.

I cannot resist.

The moment she puts her foot down, I have her up against the wall, holding her. Her heart rate is pounding in her chest from being startled.

I lean in and whisper in her ear. “Maybe I will keep you home today to do naughty things to you. I wouldn’t mind playing teacher for the afternoon,  this skirt Bella does things to me. I have this strong desire to punish you for wearing it so fucking short.

There are rules my little girl. Rules that come with strict consequences if they are broken in my classroom. Teasing the teacher is most definitely a rule that you would be breaking just by walking in dressed like this.” My hand slides up the back of her leg, my finger sliding under white cotton panties and squeezing her plump warm ass. “So warm. I bet this little ass can get blazing hot with a few slaps of a ruler, my hand, or my belt.” I press into her, my cock hard.

“Another rule broken little girl. Getting the teacher aroused comes with even more punishment. Bent over the knee panties down to wait for a spanking.” I can hear her heart fly. Her slight whimper.

“I don’t think one day home would hurt. I really want to play teacher and you are going to endure home schooling for today. I have a few things I really want to teach you baby girl. If you learn something from me, then surely the day isn’t a waste right?” I try to justify, even though this goes against everything I believe about a good education.

An idea comes to me and I smile to myself.

“No, wait. You will be going to school.” I step back and release her. She slowly turns to look at me.

“I wanna stay home.” She pouts.

I reach out and caress her cheek, press my lips to hers and ask her, “My naughty little girl wants to play doesn’t she?”

“You playing teacher, who wouldn’t?” she flushes.

I quirk a brow up at her.

“Come baby girl.” I lead her down stairs and after forcing her to eat a rather quick breakfast, while I text Alice and inform her that Bella will be late. We head off towards school and I look over at her legs.

For a very strange reason I cannot seem to keep my hands off her when I am alone with her. I reach over and rest my hand on her leg.

What surprises me is when she uncrosses them and pushes my hand down under her skirt. I look over at her and smirk.

"And to think, you spend all day playing the innocent little girl trying to learn all she can."

"Hmm...and to think...the big bad mob boss, who just also happens to be a big badass bloodsucking vampire who let's little catholic schoolgirls guide his hands under her skirt." She leans in towards me and bats her lashes.

"Admit it Mr. Masen. It feels pretty naughty for you too."

I shake my head in disbelief by her sassy words and grin fighting to hold in a deep belly laugh.

"Oh young one, so much to learn. So much to learn." I pull up to the school grounds park by the offices and look over squeezing her thigh.

“Wait here.” I demand and walk up to the office leaving her in the car.

Once I have arranged everything and make a rather hefty donation to the church, I walk out to get her holding a key in my hand. 

“What are we doing?” she asks as I pull her by her hand to a building that sits back away from the general areas. Our footsteps echo as we walk down the very long corridor of the school.

It smells of dust and of being unused for a while.

I look at the key and compare the numbers on the doors.

Room 6.


I use it to open the door at the far end of an empty hallway. I flip on the lights and smile to myself.

“Fucking perfect.” I grin and pull her in shutting the door, locking it, and pulling down the cover for the glass.
I assess the way the classroom is set up and smirk. I fly through the room arranging it as I wish and stop right behind her startling her. My speed is too fast for her human eyes and she gasps.

“Welcome to my class Miss Swan. You are late, but I will allow that to slide just this once. Have a seat and we will get started.” I nod for her to move and she does sitting down at her desk.

“Good girl.” I walk around the desk and pull off my jacket draping it on the back of the chair.

“Let’s start with homework. You can turn that in first.” I wait watching her expression.

“What homework.”

I cock my brow up teasingly playful with her. “Miss Swan surely you did your homework last night.”

Her eyes narrow and a small smile starts to form on her lips as it sinks in as to what I am doing.

“Sorry Mr. Masen. I didn’t do it.” Then playing her part she turns sideways, crosses her legs and leans forward on her desk sucking her finger looking up at me like an innocent devil.

“That is unacceptable Isabella. I cannot tolerate such behavior and lack of respect. Surely you want to graduate?”

“Of course.” She smiles. “I am sorry,” she feigns a pout and asks, “Can I make it up to you?”
I walk around and lean my ass against the desk crossing my arms.

“And just how do you propose to do that?”


“Whatever you want Mr. Masen. I can clean the chalkboard, or clean the erasers. I could straighten your desk.”

“All right. Come up to the board and erase all of yesterdays work off it.”

I stand and walk over grabbing the eraser and hold it out for her.

She takes it flirting while batting her lashes.

I watch her from behind as she starts to stand on her tiptoes trying to reach the top. Her skirt lifts slightly and more when she moves to erase the invisible words from the board.

It swishes with her movements. White cotton peeks out at me more than once.

The scene before me has me about as hard as a fucking rock.

I walk over to sit in her seat and watch her. My hand pressing against my hardness. I don’t hesitate to unfasten them and reach in and pull it out. I am dripping pre come down the length and I stroke it a few times.

She looks back over her shoulder, her eyes fall to it and then dilate.

I tilt my head and notice she is now chewing gum.

“Surely Miss Swan you are not chewing gum in my classroom are you?”

She stops and turns blowing a bubble, then lets it deflate and coat her lips.

“Sorry Mr. Masen.”

I move with speed and stand next to her. “Have a seat.” I demand and she sits in my chair. I step forward and grip her hair in my fist.

I hold my hand out and she spits the gum in my hand looking up at me with innocent and wide doe like eyes.

“I got something much better to keep that mouth busy. Open little girl.” I demand and her innocent eyes blink and drop to my cock.

“Either this or detention. You choose.” I narrow my eyes.

“Yes sir.” She apprehensively looks at the door. I brush her cheek. “Don’t worry. No one and I mean no one will come near this end of the hall.” She smiles up at me.

I watch anxious for those lips to wrap around my head.

“Don’t worry…its my job as your teacher to show you. Guide you along. Open and bring your tongue out and run it around the tip. Make it want your mouth. I assure you child that it already does, but you can have it weeping for you. By the time this lesson is over, you will have had a snack and I will have done my job.” I grip her hair and guide her to me.

“Suck hard, lick every inch, press your teeth down and scrape it gently along the length. I will take over and finish. You just keep that throat open.” I command and watch her follow my instructions.

“That’s it baby. Such a fast learner. Faster.”

I take in every wet smacking sound she is making. Her fist wraps around the base and I fist both sides of her long locks preparing to fuck her mouth.
She almost has me coming and I still her on me panting heavily.

“Tilt your head just like this. I am going to fuck that sweet mouth baby and you are going to swallow. You may gag but I promise, I won’t choke you. I will slow so you can recover, but I admit the thought of how good you gagging on my cock has my body lit up.” I thrust forward slow and watch her swallow the length.

“Look at you. So eager to learn.” I smirk.

I set my pace and pump in and out of her, going deeper each time.

I am about to lose it.

I let it pop out of her mouth and reach down holding her hair in one fist while the other pumps my cock furiously.

“Keep that mouth open.” I demand and pause it holding the tip right on her tongue. Long streams of come spurt into her mouth coating her throat and tongue. I stroke a few more shots, squeeze the head of it smearing her lips in my come.

“Lick your lips.” I stare down watching her tongue swirl over them.

“Close your mouth and swallow very slowly.”

She does as I ask and she gazes right at me as she follows my orders.

“Such a naughty girl. So very fucking naughty. Tell me Miss Swan, I want to know what was more important last night than doing your homework.”

“I am sorry.”

“So am I. Stand up, go to your desk and put your hands on it. Feet slightly apart.”

I watch her do it as I walk to the desk open a few drawers and pull out a ruler..
“Wood. Perfect.” I smile inwardly.

She is looking over her shoulder and I grab a rubber band and walk over placing the ruler under her on her desk. I gather her hair and put it up high in a pony tail.

I lean over and rest my hand on her back pushing her so that her ass is pushed out.

“Those hands do not leave this desk. Isabella, do not attempt to cover it when I start. You lift one hand to cover your cheeks and baby I will take you home, tie you to the bed naked and punish you. I will taunt you, tease you and get you so close, but to punish you I won’t allow you any release. I am a vampire in case you forgot and I can go all night. Now, stand here while I get you ready.”

I position her up unbutton her blouse open it, unfasten the front hook of her bra and pull the sleeves of both over her shoulders.

Then I stand behind her brush my fingers up the back of her thighs and kneel down to whisper “Tsk, tsk. Someone came to class with wet panties.” 

I smile slowly peeling them down her legs. 

I push her skirt up and expose her to me. 

“Spread those legs a little wider…there perfect little girl." I stand and bend over behind her. I reach out and turn her head to look at me. I kiss her once quickly.  "Fuck your pouty lips smell and taste like me. I smell fucking good on you do you know that?" I smile deviously at her and she giggles.


I hold my hand out reaching around her. “Hand me the ruler.” She does as I ask, then, puts her hand back to her desk.

“How many do you think you deserve Miss Swan?”

“I…I don’t know.”

I lean in, “How many do you secretly want?”

She gasps.

“Go on tell me”

“Five or ten.”

“Ten it is.”

“Remember you raise one hand…you will be punished.”

I let one softly hit her hot plump flesh. The smacking sound and her little yelp have me ready to deliver another and another. I am stunned this arouses me so much. More importantly, Isabella as well.

Light red welts form on the apple of her ass cheeks. I can smell her pussy growing wetter. Hear it slipping out of her, and feel wet panties rubbing her a little rough

“Look over your shoulder at me.” She does exactly as I ask.

“You get two more.” I watch her bite her lip and I hiss at the way she furrows her brow.
I deliver one softer than I have but the last one I deliver with the palm of my hand.

A perfect print forms on it as she lifts up her body but lowers it quickly. The very last one I make the hardest. She is red, swollen cheeks and whimpering like a wounded little kitten. Her yelp at the last hit, stirs the beast.

I pull her up by her hair, turn her around, still fisting her ponytail, I step in and begin giving her a demanding needy kiss. I drag it out making it last longer, my tongue probing deeper.

“Bella, get your ass to class before all bets are off and I fuck the living hell right out of you on this desk." I stand back releasing her as I begin fastening my pants. I need to control something that is way out of control. I help her dress  quickly and turn her to the door.

My breathing turns to gasps as the need for her builds.

I want her...Fucking want her!

“You really need to fucking go before I lay you the fuck back on the closest desk, grab those ankles and throw them over my shoulder so I can finally feel what my cock wants more than anything.”I breath out heavily. I am sure I am scaring her but she doesn't act at all afraid, and there is no scent of fear in her blood.

“Yes sir.” She smiles bashfully and I groan.

“Come here.” I pull her down to sit on my lap in the chair.
I work her buttons up and murmur against her ear.

“I fantasize about the first time I fuck you. I can’t decide if I am just going to lay you back and be soft sweet and gentle, or if I will tear your clothes off, grab your hands hold them above your head and tease that sweet little pussy before I just push my hips forward hard and fast and take what I have wanted since I first saw you.”

“Oh God.”

I smile. “What baby?”

She blushes.

“Tell me sweetheart do you think about our first time?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t want to wait until I am eighteen. Don’t you see we belong together? You already touch so why not teach me everything. I want you so bad. Don’t make me wait.” She pulls herself on to straddle me and fists my hair. 

"Pleaseee Edward, why deny us both when we can make each other complete.”

“You are so fucking smart do you know that?” I ask now adoring her. 

“I am not a little girl.”She frowns.

My voice morphs, deepening and growling low in my throat.

“You are my little girl for now. Don't rush to grow up Bella...you have your whole life, and don't think for a minute that I don't want you. I will have you soon. There are things that we can't allow to happen just yet. I promise when I am ready and comfortable that it will be soon baby. I promise with everything I have in me. I want you to. You know that right?"

"I hope you do."

"I fucking do." My lips crash into hers and I kiss her hard. The need to feel so close to her is building. It is almost becoming unbearable to let her walk away from me today.

She is grinding into my lap. "Bella stop baby....I can't take much more of this teasing bullshit."

"But it feels so good."

"I know and you are totally aroused right now...but I have a plan for later this evening, so behave, and I promise that later tonight, I will help you with that need baby, now you need to go to school.”

God I want to lay her on the desk and drive into her sweet tight pussy. The thoughts of it are all consuming. I am an ass.

“I have someone coming over tonight. Some one you need to meet. Once I have taken care of business, if you wanna do something, anything, I am yours. Finish your homework quickly baby and wait for me. I am not going to touch you now, I want you so fucking needy for my touch, later.” I cup her pussy.

“Go to class. I will pick you up, and Bella…I will know if you touch this sweet pussy. Don’t disappoint me.”

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I take her hand leading her down the hall. "Which way for your next class?"

"Are you going to carry my schoolbooks too Mr. Masen?" I smirk down at her. 

"You don't have any schoolbooks, silly girl. I have seen your schedule isn't it gym class?"

Suddenly a cold sensation rushes through my entire body. 

Cold. 

Ice cold.

I haven't even felt cold since my change. 

Just as we reach the intersection of the building, that sensation is heightened. 

My instincts kick in. My fangs burst forward. I stop and pull Bella into my side protectively. My other hand slides into my jacket and I feel the familiar feel of Seth in my grip, already ready for whatever is coming. 

There is no sound coming from the footsteps of the nun as she crosses our path. Her long ponytail hanging down her back is odd to see on a nun. 

We both stand here and stare as her black eyes meet mine. She gives a stoic nod and looks forward again keeping the same floating pace. 

She turns the corner and then its as if she vanishes into thin air. 

"Do you know her?" I ask.

"Never seen her before."

"Isabella...you won't be going to school today. Let's go." I rush her out of the building and down to the office.

"Yes Mr. Masen can I help you?"
 
"Yes, I need to make arrangements to have two students home schooled for the next couple of weeks is that possible?"


"Whatever do you mean?" she looks confused.


"Isabella here and Mary Alice. I want you to send a teacher to my home over the next two weeks to teach them. I will need to do a background check on the sister that you choose. I will pay whatever is required. I have certain issues that need to be handled and they both will not be able to attend school here, until my affairs are settled."


"Let me speak to the headmaster and get back to you."

"That will be fine, but for now i would appreciate it if you could fetch my niece at once."

After all my business with Isabella's school is handled. Alice comes in looking confused. 

I turn to ask the sister, "Who is the woman with the long jet black hair that wears it in a high pony tail?"

She looks puzzled.

"None of the sisters wear their hair out Mr. Masen. It is traditional has been like that since forever." 

I fight the low growl that wants to rip out of me. 


"Come we are leaving." I grab her hand and Bella's pulling them both out of the office. I stop and inhale. Alice is holding my hand and looking at it curiously. 

"Your hands are like ice." she murmurs. 

The scent of that person is no where around. I load them both in the car and endure questions being thrown at me for about five minutes in the car when I finally look over at Alice to give her a stern look. 

"You know better than to question anything. This is for both of your safety, now do you mind. I am trying to think here."

Once we are at home I call Carlisle and order a meeting. 

In an hours time everyone is present. 

Jasper looks quite irritated with me. I ignore him.

"As you all know, I have taken guardianship over the girl. Today upon taking her to school there was a nun there walking the halls. After I questioned another sister about her, she knew nothing of her. I have pulled them both out of school to be taught here. In the mean time I need a soldier to be at that school everyday. I want her brought to me. Now as for the Cartel our meeting has been set, in two weeks time."

"Who do you think the nun is?" Emmett asks. 

"I have no fucking clue...but I memorized her face. I will do a quick sketch of her. What was odd was that her hair was out." 

"Someone is being careless, huh?"  Garrett mumbles.


"Can I get homeschool too?" he adds. 


Emmett slaps him in the back of the head. 


He laughs thinking this is all funny. I am not amused and he furthers my ire when he blurts out something to the effect of "I would be more than happy to volunteer to teach Bella a few things." He grins utterly and totally clueless. The administration look on in horror. 


Demetri chimes in, "You may wanna shut up there Gar...you are talking about our Godfathers new family member." 


He furrows his brow and I watch how slow his brain actually works. 


Then Felix adds his two cents. "That's like saying Hey Daddy E...can I bang your little girl?" he laughs but stops abruptly when my eyes burn not only at Garrett but now turn on him. 


"I think you all just need to shut up now." Carlisle interjects clearing his throat.


"That would be wise." I suggest through gritting my teeth. 


"Any word on my father's killer?"


"I heard some talk at one of the clubs. I listened in, but all they were discussing was the fact that they weren't happy about who our new cappo is."


"Sucks to be them." I stand and demand Carlisle, Emmett, and Jasper follow me back to the house. 


Now sitting in my office, I finalize the details for our trip and Carlisle is acting rather melancholy. 


"What's up with you?"


"Nothing that you need to worry about." His voice is low, and for the first time I feel bad for him. 


Carlisle has harbored a crush on my mother for some time. No one but my mother and I were privy to it. My father was delightfully oblivious. 


"Give her time." I state and am surprised that I even support the idea of them being romantically involved. 


"I have been waiting a long time." He whispers and looks nearly hopeless. 


I snort out a laugh. "How old are you?" I mockingly tease.


Jasper rolls his eyes. 


There is a knock on my door and my mother comes in. I look over at Carlisle. His eyes literally brighten ten shades lighter of a blue crystal color the moment he sees her. 

"Edward, Jacob just pulled up." 


I nod. "Thanks." I stand and dismiss everyone making my way down to greet Jacob, happy that he right on time.

I had my mother go up and get Bella. The initial meeting went fine when I introduced them. It was when I took them both into the office and explained who he was and what he would be doing for me when the meeting took a turn for the worse. It doesn't seem to go as I had hoped. 


I could tell instantly she didn't like the idea of being with a body guard.

"Isabella...I am not available to watch over you twenty four seven in two weeks so this is required. I cannot have your safety at risk here. I have business out of town."

Her eyes widen and she looks over at Jacob. She then points towards him, "So you are leaving me with a total stranger? What if he is a pedophile?"
 
I chuckle at Jacob's first reaction to her ridiculous words. 

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I don't need this shit. Edward, you need to tame this little hellcat! And you little girl...better watch who you accuse of being a perverted freak. Fucking Christ." He scowls.


I go to his defense.

"Isabella, my family has known the Blacks for years. Jacob here is a friend of the family. I assure you that you are one hundred percent safe to be around him. In fact I guarantee it."

"Wait a God damn minute. Don't talk as if I am not here. Besides, she seems like more work than she is worth. Where in the fuck did you get her? Maybe you can return her for a newer model."

I hiss at him. Seth is cocked and loaded, aimed right at his temple.

"This model suits me fine Black. Hold that tongue. She is a teenager for christ sakes cut her a break." 


"Dude, do you mind. One of these days I worry that may fire off a round, and you may actually finally up and do it. Hell if I made a dollar for every time you pointed this at me, I would be a rich motherfucker."


I release the trigger and pull Seth back placing him in jacket. 

"Respect. I expect it from both of you towards each other! I so much as suspect that either of you are being oblivious to your surroundings putting my Bella in danger then I very well may shoot both of you myself for giving me grief. Now, while I am gone Isabella Marie Swan, you will do as he asks! Is that clear?"


"Yes sir." she glares and stomps her way out of my office and up the stairs.


"You are a masochist." Jacob chuckles sitting down on the sofa.


"So Masen, I need details. What am I watching out for? Who is a threat? Where is she allowed and where is she banned? You can pay me now too."


I pull out the envelope and throw it at him hitting him in the chest. It holds a large bundle of cash. 


His eyes widen. "Every detail that I think is appropriate I have included, but there is a change she won't be attending school she will be home schooled. There was a nun at school today that didn't belong there."

"How much is in here?" he asks.


"I told you I want your fucking word you will do whatever you have to do to protect her."


"And all this is mine?"


"Yes."


"Okay deal, but I do have to make one demand."


"What?"

"You leave Sam back. We work better as a team. I know you want him to go with but you have Emmett and the others. I really need to have my brothers help."

"Fine." 

Jacob left a very happy man.

Bella ignored my mothers calls to come eat, that evening.  I growled when Garrett ran up to go get her and she came down with him by her side. It pissed me right the fuck off. 

I decide to assign him something to keep his ass very busy. Something not that important but to him, it will appear that way.


She wouldn't eat and sat there staring at the centerpiece while every one finished and left the table. I did remarkably well on my own making it appear as if I ate.

I look across the table at her seated to my right. 

"You can check the attitude young lady."

Her brow furrows. "Can I be excused?"

I sigh. "fine."


She heads upstairs while I watch the maid clear the table of unused plates and uneaten food.

"Rosalie and I are going to the mall, need anything?" My mother asks.

"No." I nod and move up the stairs to find her door closed and locked.


She is starting to act like a toddler and she is pissing me off. 
When I open my door she is lying on my bed, face down, her head buried in my pillow. 

God damn that fucking skirt. It is pushed up, white cotton panties slipping into the crack of her ass. My faint hand print had already faded.

"Bella?"

"Go away!"

I am losing my patience "I do believe this room is mine."

I sigh at the scent of salt. After several minutes, she finally stops crying long enough to tell me to fuck off. 

"Care to explain this behavior?"

She swipes at more falling tears. 

Her eyes met mine and I could see a hurt deep within her.

"Bella baby whats really wrong?"

"I want to go with you!  I am scared, I mean what if you don't come back!"

"Bella I will be back in a few days. I promise. Right now I need to keep them separate, my job from my home life. For now the answer is no. You stay here. . I am sorry, I cannot risk them seeing you, finding out that I am your guardian. You need to kept secret for the time being. Besides you have school, homework and you can keep mother company."

It was a lame excuse. 

I watch her stand up and she walks over to me. She then, throws her arms around my neck, burying her head in my chest. I inhale. She smells so fucking mouthwatering. 

"I have paperwork to go over, get ready for bed. I will be in to check on you probably before you fall alseep." I kiss her forehead and make my way back down to my office to go over some books.

As I finish up, Garrett walks in.

"I need to apologize for the other day."

"For?" I ask not looking up.

"For being disrespectful in front of everyone."

I look up.

He looks genuinely sorry.

"Garrett sit down."

He throws himself in the chair.

"Don't you have a shirt?" I ask taking notice he is shirtless.

"It's hot."

"Make sure you have one on when you are around anyone else."

"I have an assignment for you. I need you to find a way to get a job with a movie studio. I don't care how you get in...just get in. This is fucking important. I have some interviews lined up for you. Some of the jobs are like for the set crew. I need to see if you hear anything. It's only for a couple of weeks."

He nods as I get up and hand him some paperwork with dates and times.

"Goodnight." I wait for him to leave and follow heading upstairs to check on Bella.

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