I'm unsure as to how I should handle this. I know, deep down, that I will have to follow through with this.

There's no way out of it. I wouldn't be able to keep my arrangement with the boys confidential if I didn't make due with Mr. Masen. I grunt in disapproval. He moves behind me and pins me against the desk before us. The only factor in this equation that makes any of it easier is the fact that he is mildly good looking. He moves my hair to one shoulder and slips the arm of my shirt down to expose my flesh. His lips steal open mouthed kisses that don't belong to him, and even worse without my consent. I blink once, wishing that this was all a dream.

Finally I push back against him with my strength and turn towards the wall. I don't want him to see the tears welling in my eyes.

"Not tonight. It's not happening tonight." I gasp, wiping underneath my eyes before peering back at him.

Edwards chuckles and removes the tie from around his neck, tossing it onto the chair. "Whatever you say, Brandon. You have until tomorrow night to give me an answer. Get out."

I am all too eager to listen to what he has said. I don't bother to take the elevator as I don't want the attendant asking me what's wrong. So, instead, in stilettos I walk down every flight of stairs. By the bottom I have broken into a sweat and am panting. I use the back of my forearm to wipe the perspiration from my brow. I am finally able to stumble out of the hotel, though I do not yield a cab. As if I haven't had enough exercise - I choose to walk.

I haven't the slightest clue on how I'll be able to get out of this one. I sigh, frustration building within my pixie like frame. I wish this wasn't happening.

But it is, and I am forced to find a way to handle it. It takes over a hour to return to our loft. My key slips into the knob and I twist slowly before entering the house. I notice Emmett on the computer while Jasper is lounging on the couch with paperwork before him. He's on the phone. I can tell by the way he rolls his eyes at me that it's Bella on the other end. As if I didn't have enough problems.

"Jasssppperrr! Your mother's at the door!" I scream purposely, giving him a reason to end the call.

He chuckles to himself, putting his hands together as if he were praying as a way of thanking me.

Jazz is able to end the call. He must sense the angst in my body language because he is sitting up and shuffling his paperwork off him. Emmett catches on and swivels around in his chair to face us.

"I think we've been caught."

It is Emmett who is so keen on them keeping all of this a secret. Jasper hardly cares at all. And I just don't want people to think I'm a slut.

"No, no, no, no, NO. What happened, what did you do, Alice?" Emmett's rudeness catches me off guard and I gawk at him for a moment before I'm able to collect myself.

"I didn't do anything!" I snap. Calm, collected Jasper is the one to mediate us.

"C'mon, guys. Stop. What makes you say we've been caught?"

"Edward has pictures of us..together." The way my brow perks I can assume they understand I mean sexually. "He's threatening to send them to co-workers, family, probably friends if I don't..if I don't.." I stumble over my words. I know they will be furious.

"If you don't what?" Emmett persists.

"If I don't sleep with him." Their expressions widen and I feel myself on the verge of crying.

In unison they both shout their reply.

"Well then fucking do it!"

"There's no way you're going to do that!"

Jasper and I both dramatically turn our heads towards Emmett. All he's thinking about is saving his own ass. He doesn't want people to see him as someone who is into both genders. I can see the wounded expression within Jasper's gaze. It breaks my heart. I can't believe Emmett would be like this.

The bear stands and moves a hand nervously through his short, blonde strands. I'm still staring at him. Do we really mean that little to him?

"Sorry, it's just, I - we - we all want to keep this as low key as possible. I love you guys, I do. I just can't have my parents find out. That's all." He sighs. "If all we have to do Jazz is give her up for a night to continue what we have, isn't it worth it?"

I whimper and glare at them both, standing up and throwing my bag onto the floor. "Are you fucking serious? Does no one care that I want NO part of this?" Jasper is giving me a direct look that shows he's starting to see Emmett's point. I can't believe this is happening.

"If you two really want me to sleep with my boss so we can continue this, maybe I should rethink if I even want to be a part of a relationship with either of you." I think of this morning. Of every morning since high school. I know I can't live without them. That I will do whatever it is they want from me.

But my pride is hurt as they're so easily able to give me to someone else if it saves their own flesh.

I stalk to my bedroom and slam my door, for the first time in years do I lock it.

Sitting in my computer chair I gear up my email and locate Edward's address. If this is what they want, I'll do it. As ridiculous as it is.

TO: Edward Masen, VP of Editing.

FROM: Alice Brandon.

SUBJECT: 8:30PM

Tomorrow night I'll arrive at your penthouse suite. I'll be wearing black lingerie underneath a red trench coat. You will let me in and I will allow you to have your way with me until 8:30AM in next day. Then you will give me all the pictures you have, as well as the film, and this will be as if nothing happened.

Alice x

A/N:

jessa76 - She does tell them. But as you can see their response is quite different. *Sigh.*

sarah v - Thank you for the review! I'm glad you like the story. Keep reading to see what happens. :)