Disclaimer: The characters dipicted in this story belong to the master that is Stephenie Meyer. I just like to chain them up and spank them in my world!

Here is chapter two! It is in Carlisle's POV, and you will get a look at the vamp side of things!

Hope you all enjoy!

A HUGE shout out to ButterflyBetty for her inspiration and encouragement, Love you BB!

Thank you to all who reviewed, I was shocked and humbled! I hope you enjoy this chapter as well :)

~CPOV~

I have been waiting for this moment for too long. She is here, she is finally here and I can't do a fucking thing about it. All I wanted was a little help getting her. I wanted to get her, take her home, and make her mine, and I wanted it to go off without a hitch. I see just how wrong it was to ask for help on this. Now I see that there was no friendship between Aro and I what so ever. Because my girl, the girl I have been waiting over 300 years for, the girl that should have been claimed and writhing in my bed by now, was nowhere near me. I haven't even seen her yet! No, Aro had his goons get her and take her back to the fucking auction house, and I have to pay for her!

If I had the man power, Aro would be a fucking dead man right now.

But, I don't, and I can't. Not if I want her alive and untouched. If Aro had an idea that she was my mate, I would never leave this house again. My girl and I would be stuck here for the rest of time while Aro used her for his own playtime.

Fucking. Dick! I want my girl! I want to be buried between her soft, creamy thighs as she screams my name as she comes. NOT Peter's name, but MINE! I hope he does not think that he is going to get her back, because that will be a cold day in hell. When I found her, I was ecstatic. I had been looking for over 300 years and when I do finally find my mate, what luck should have it, but there is another fucking vampire sidled up beside her, holding her like she was a gift from God! Well, she is, but she is MY gift, not his! He always has to have what is mine, doesn't he? See, about 100 years ago, before I decided to settle in one place, I came across Peter in Upper New Hampshire. We spent the day talking and lounging around in the home of his latest meal. It had a great ocean view from the back deck, and it was covered, so there would be no random disco ball flashing to the beach goers. I learned about how he was changed for the Southern Wars, and I learned that he was a nomad. We talked and played cards, then we went inside and played some more, but this time it was mykind of game, because I also learned that Peter was a subservient.

You see, I am a Dom. A very impatient but forgiving Dom, but a Dominant none the less. The gender of my subs matter not, sex is sex and my dominance is the only thing that matters. Well, that and my sub's obedience. During my human years, it was natural for a male to be a dominant person, to be sure that his family remained safe from harm and no one would try to steal our food. After I was changed and I had roamed the Earth alone for several decades, I came across Aro while in Italy. During my stay with him, he introduced me to the wonderful world of BDSM. He said that I showed signs of being a Dominant and that he could show me a world of sexual gratification without any strings attached for commitment. From that point on I became a very well known Dom in the vampire world. I have also taken on a few human subs through the years, but never long enough to arouse suspicion of there being any physical difference between me and a human male. Physical contact had to be kept to a minimum, or your sub would have to become your meal afterward. To just happen across another vampire that is a sub as well was a great joy for me. Peter and I stayed together for quite a few years after that. Peter was a great sub, hardly any punishing required at all, unless he was feeling especially spunky and wanted punished on purpose. He was my dirty boy and we were inseparable. We stayed together for about 50 years until he came across a human girl he swore was his mate. I was happy for him, don't get me wrong, but I didn't believe that this woman was his true mate. I have seen mates, humans and vampires alike, and the way they were together did not constitute in mating. There was no fire, not electricity, just lust and attraction. We had a falling out, he did not want to continue with our relationship while getting to know his mate. I was a bit miffed to say the least, but acquiesced to try and keep the peace. We went our separate ways and I had not seen him since, not until 6 months ago.

Exactly 6 months ago when I found her. With him. Damn my luck as it were.

His supposed mate was nowhere to be found, so I was curious as to what happened to that female. More than likely he saw what I had been trying to tell him all of those years ago and made a meal out of her, but I digress.

What are the odds that when I find my mate, I find her with him? Yeah, kismet. Plain and simple.

Thinking of her always causes my chest to swell with emotion. Isabella Swan. Oh how the Gods smiled when they created her in all of her perfection and beauty. She is the perfect height to fit under my chin in a lovers embrace. Her long, silky mahogany hair so thick, flows down her back in shiny waves. Her breasts, a perfect fit for the palms of my hands. Her plump, soft lips perfect for kissing. Her slender neck, perfect to fit my collar. She was made for me. She is mine.

And Aro has taken her from me so that he can profit from her.

Damnit. To. HELL!

It goes to show that you just cannot trust anyone these days. I would have never thought that Aro would do this, but then again I have never asked him for such a request before either. I knew he was in the human trafficking business, so I went to him for help in acquiring Isabella from Peter. I did not want Peter to know I was here, or that I was trying to take possession of my female from him. Going to Aro for help in what he does daily seemed like a good idea. Warning bells should have been going off at that point, but nothing alerted me to the fact that Aro had double crossed me. All to earn a quick profit.

Wait. That reminds me. Peter has this 'sixth sense' of sorts that he explained to me before. It was like he would get these 'feelings' in a situation that would guide him to what he should do or say in the event of danger. If that is true, how did Isabella's abduction not register on his senses? Is she just a fling to him, so he wanted rid of her to begin with? I had seen them together, she seemed to mean more to him than just a piece of ass. My perception is completely off kilter these days. I guess it comes with age...

Yeah, no. I don' think so. She must have not meant that much to him. Better for me I guess. Well, when I obtain her that is.

I was so pissed when I went in to get her and Aro informed me that she was to be included in his silent auction that night. Pissed doesn't even cover it actually, but I did not want to give him anymore power over me than he already had, so I agreed reluctantly. Running through the conversation through my head again, I see the signs now that Aro had this planned all along. I know why now, and this is going to cost me quite a chunk. I will pay the price though, for she is priceless to me.

I had just arrived at his estate and was waiting in his library for him to return from his marketplace on the back forty of his grounds. That was where his auction house was located.

I smelled him before he greeted me from the doorway.

"Ah, Carlisle! Splendid evening, is it not? I have just been perusing my latest stock that came in. We have a great selection this time. Would you be interesting in taking a look? I will give you first choice if you find something that befits you." Aro speaks nonchalantly as he came through the door and moved straight to his desk. He did not make eye contact with me the entire time.

"Thank you, but I will decline Aro. I have just come to settle up on what we discussed with the girl I asked your help with." I stated trying to make my voice even and bored in tone.

"Yes, dear Isabella. She is quite a gem, Carlisle, I can see your fascination with her is not unwarranted. She is exquisite! And whats even more interesting to me, is that she is closed to me. To me! Completely blank! She has quite a shield even in her human form, Carlisle, just imagine the power magnified once she become one of us!" Aro practically squealed as he described the enigma that was my Isabella. Oh dear, he is infatuated.

"This information was unknown to me, Aro, I was not aware of any shielding ability she may have possessed. What I do know is that I employed your henchmen to retrieve her for me and I am here to settle my account." I all but seethed to him. I would have to avoid touch so that he would NOT know her worth to me. We would both be in danger of imprisonment. Aro has the unique ability to see everything in a person's thoughts with just a touch of his hand. If he were to see into my mind, it could end very badly for the both Isabella and I.

"Yes, settling your account may require more than we discussed at this discovery, Carlisle. You know as well as I that her latent ability makes her fair game, and she has to be offered for sale to the powers that be first and foremost. You must purchase her outright from the private sale this evening, dear one. She is worthy of so much more than just someone to collar and drain. Her ability is worth much more." As he speaks his tone gets heavier with finality. I know now that I am going to have to fight for her anyway. Not with Peter though, but with the Volturi. Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

"I do not think it is fair business to withdraw on a deal that was already finalized, Aro. That kind of backhanded business can ruin a man's reputation if word was to circulate that deals were broken so easily. It would make a person hard to be trusted and clientele would find elsewhere to do their dealings." I said without waiver while staring him straight in the eye.

"But you see, Carlisle, this requires an amendment. She falls under Volturi law here. I am fully within my right to adjust the deal to ascertain her worth to our governing body. And if false accusations were put forth on my name, I am sure you know that I would retaliate. Let us not squabble, dear friend. All you need to do is purchase her outright at sale, then she is yours, that is all that is changing, nothing more." He finalizes his speech with a flicker of something in his eye, but it is gone too fast for me to identify. I have no choice but to agree. She will be in great danger otherwise if it was discovered that she was my mate. I have to play her meaning to me off as if she is just a sub slash meal. Damnit to hell!

"Very well, Aro, I agree to the amendment in our deal. She is to be sold at auction tonight then? I shall prepare my bidders and contact my off shore bank to ready the funds." I ready to leave as I finish agreeing to his terms. He catches my attention before I make it through the doorway.

"She will not be sold at the auction house, Carlisle. She is being offered at the private sale here in my house this evening. No bulk bidders allowed, just individuals and the governors will be here and the sale will be by silent auction. Please, make yourself comfortable in the ballroom, the sale will begin in just over an hour. You can finalize any funding options after the sale." Aro is writing something at his desk, not making eye contact with me as he informs me of this. It was probably a good thing too. I was enraged, but buried it quickly so as to not give away my frustrations.

"Very well, Aro. I will see you then." I do not wait for a reply as I turn and move along the corridor from his library to the other side of the house to the ballroom.

So here I stand, in a room full of bureaucrats and puffed shirts, wishing like hell I would have never asked for help. Wishing I would have just grown a pair, and faced Peter myself, told him what she was to me, then took her and whisked her off to my abode and made her mine in every way. I would be in my playroom with her on her knees with my collar around her neck right now if I had. One wrong decision, one lapse of judgment, one bout of insecurity after seeing Peter, and everything went to shit.

Fuck my existence!

But come hell or high water, she will be mine. I will pay all I have to own her. There was never any question.

Isabella will be mine by the night's end. This I vow.

Ok, I had a REALLY hard time channeling Carlisle, but I did the best I could. What did you guys think?

Let me know, good or bad! *starts to bite fingers again*

"Darlin', stop biting before I bite you." Peter breathes into my ear as he leans over my shoulder.

Crap! Caught!

"Yes, dear." I reply

*wink* See y'all tomorrow!