A/N: I apologize for the lack of chapters! I was grounded from the computer, and my new beta took FOREVER to finish editing. I'll get the late chapter in by tomorrow, so no worries. Anyways, cool, so people liked it. I was real shocked though, when I found out that this story was already put into a C2. Thanks for that~ Made me jump for joy. And look at all the feedback I received. WOW. Never knew that the cute virgins were loved that much. We learn something new each day, eh? Thanks again to the darling Kayla for editing. Enjoy your read :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Chapter 2: Drawde Nelluc

Beyond ridiculous. I was sitting in front of my crappy laptop, my fingers grazing the keyboard. I was seriously going to search him up, wasn't I? I took a quick peek at the time and cursed it. 2:43 in the morning and yet I still couldn't be bothered to search this guy up.

Taking a deep breath, I furiously typed down the name, not giving a crap if there were any typos or not. I shut my eyes tight and waited for the results. After a fair amount of time, I opened my eyelids slowly and almost screamed from what I saw.

Three pictures. And millions of articles. But I couldn't take my eyes off from those pictures. One of was, possibly him thrusting into a woman from behind, the last was the same woman straddling his legs, and the middle was a profile picture. I licked my lips in desire as I stared at it. So hot. . .

His bright green eyes and his cheshire grin. I shook my head and began to scan the articles. I found a promising one and clicked on it, the page loading. It soon loaded, and gave me all the information on Drawde Nelluc I could ever want.

Drawde Nelluc -- Sexiest Man Alive!
Age: 25
Occupation: Porn star

Hobbies: Picking up the fortunate ladies, charming them and having sex with them like never before.
This sexy man has been on mostly everbody's mind since he shot up from his big break. Most industries thought he was a little too young to get into that, but the minute he showed what he had, WOW! Sign me up for my trial!

Drawde Nelluc knows from the missionary position right to the Suspended Mastery! And I even had to look up what it was!

Suspended Mastery?

I interviewed some women that he was with and these were their views:

Louise -- He has nothing but an exciting cock! And he doesn't even need that to get me to orgasm : D

Sherrie -- Good, Lord, that man could seduce you, make you feel special, even buy you dinner and at the end of the night, you can't even remember he's a porn star. You're too busy reminiscing on the mind-blowing orgasm he gave you.

Reina -- Sexy. Hot. Charming. Everything you always wanted.

Tanya D. -- His cock could do his thinking for him, and yet, I still wouldn't care.

As to the very last comment, by Tanya D, we received some very interesting news on her. Stay tuned till next week for that exciting story!

Signing off,
Mary-Ann.

I was in shock. I was astonished. He was a porn star. And he had done it with women, and probably had millions of diseases. The shock slowly turned into sadness. He saved my life and when he grasped my hand, I felt so good inside. But seeing that he was with so many women, it probably came natural for him to grab their hand. I glared at the screen, slammed it shut and got under the covers.

This was ridiculous. Out of my league.

And there I vowed to never get myself involved with Drawde Nelluc ever again.


For the next week, I sulked. I felt like something apart of me was missing. Or that whatever I was doing, I shouldn't be occupying myself with it and think of something else. But I strictly forbid myself from thinking about that man whore.

It was Friday today though, and maybe I could go out. Treat myself to dinner, watch a movie or something. I just couldn't take this longing feeling any more.

And it was funny because as soon as the word, man whore, entered my mind, I was pulled my shoulders and a warm, big hand was clamped over my mouth. My nails tried to dig into the hand to cause whoever was holding me, pain.

I was then shoved against the wall and my eyes connected with green apple eyes. My breath hitched and I mercifully tried to escape. Anything but this, I begged. Getting run over, anything. . .

"You didn't call me," he demanded in a quiet tone. My face scrunched with anger. What the hell? I decided to play it cool, other than getting more frustrated than normal.

"I wasn't obliged to. So, if you'll kindly let me go ―" He interrupted me.

"No! I need a favour. Please. . .?" His sweet breath fanned my face, and I soon felt my eyes droop, my head breathing in that minty, fresh-crisp clothes scent.

"What do you need?" I said in a groggy voice, still entranced.

"Serious?! You'll help me out?" I nodded. "Well. . .You mind posing nude with me?" I snapped back to reality and stared at him with shock. It was silent between us. I think he was pretty smart as to not saying much more to that little question, because if not I would've asked him if he escaped the asylum.

And then I started to laugh. This guy wasn't serious. So I questioned his sanity. "You're not serious, are you?" I continued laughing.

But he didn't. My laughter died down and then I knew he was dead serious. He wanted to film porn with me. For the love of God. . .

"Please, I need a partner. And. . .I didn't really want anyone else. So then I remembered you and I just couldn't resist. You were just so beautiful and perfect and. . .please?" I listened to him rant. He couldn't resist? I myself couldn't resist. His eyes were pleading and for a fraction of a second, I imagined those eyes staring down at me as he pounded relentlessly into my heaty core. Staring at me with pure lust.

Virginity or not, I didn't stand a chance against his sweet words or glorious face. "Fine," I said courtly. His eyes perked up.

"Really?! You'll do it?" I nodded. His arms pulled me into an embrace and I cautiously sniffed his mouth-watering scent. "Seriously, Pretty Girl, you have no clue how much of a help you're being to me." His features then calmed and a mask of serene covered his face.

His warm hands traveled to my wrists and held them into a vice grip. "You will not regret this, that, I promise you."

All I could do was nod. The wall that took me two decades and a couple of years to build, was slowly beginning to crumble. This was wrong. I wasn't supposed to be here, practically selling my body and soul to this person that I didn't even know. Yet it felt right. Well, I thought to myself after a few minutes, if I'm going to hell, may as well enjoy the ride.

That next morning, I had rolled over restlessly. It was Saturday, and I had off. From school and from work. Looking over to my alarm clock to check the time, I then saw that blasted card that would forever changed my life. I guess it was now or never.

I picked it up and reached over to grab my phone in the process. I timidly pressed the buttons and then waited for the line to pick up. My heart was beating frantically.

I, Bella Swan, was now officially in the porn business. That, and yet I was still a virgin.


A/N: I feel in a writing mood. Well, I usually am, but today is different, in a sense. I guess I'm having a good day of sorts. Hm. . .I suppose I can get some one-shots in or update other stories. Yeah, I think I'll do that. Thanks for all the reviews, faves, and alerts I got for the last chapter. It made me ache to get this in quicker, but a deal's a deal. Remember to give feedback for this one. It makes the world go `round! : D Thanks again to my awesome editor, Kayla~
---Edward's Necrophiliac---