I finally got to finish this chapter. I hope you like it.

It had been a hell of a day. First, Alec decides to ditch me on patrol for a date with his boyfriend.

Then, I was this close to busting the motherfucker's Valentine and Aro. Okay maybe I wasn't. You see, for the past 4 years, I have been trying, without any success, to bust them.

Well maybe tomorrow. I'm beat for today. I walked over to my car and drove home.

Ring, Ring, Ring. What the hell. Who would call at 1 in the morning. The caller id says unknown.I picked up my phone on the car screen. "Hello, who is this?" I waited for the person to respond.

" Hello, is this Jace Wayland?" a female who sounded like she had a lot of authority asked. "Yes, I am Jace. Who would you be?" I hoped this was not one of my ex's hoping to get back together. You see, I don't do dates. For some reason a lot of the girls I date think that no is yes.

"Hi Jace. I am Karla from the department of Homeland Security. I am here to offer you a chance to bust Valentine and Aro. Would you be willing to listen?"

I responded without having to think " Hell yeah. You want to talk over the phone over you want to meet."

" I would like to meet at our headquarters. What about tomorrow at 10 in the morning. Bring your partner with you."

I almost squealed like a girl. Get your act together Jace. "See you tomorrow Agent Karla." I hung up the phone and sighed. I was finally getting my chance. I was willing to do anything to bust them. Little did I know that would be the question soon. What was I willing to do?

I jumped out of my bed as soon I heard my alarm ring. I barely got any sleep because I was so excited.

Some may ask me why I was so passionate about this. Let me tell you. You see, my mom died having me. My dad soon died, not being able to live without her.

I was put in the foster system until a man named Valentine adopted me. He was a cold man that trained me to be a warrior. He would whip me when I couldn't do what he wanted me to do. One day, I finally had enough and ran away.

After joining the police, I realized he was in the mafia. I hated him for leaving me with scars and a heart unable to love. He made believe that to love is to destroy and to be loved is to be destroyed. That's why I don't date. I don't believe in love.

Jace stop thinking of the past. The past is the past. All you have is the future. I got dressed and left my condo. On the way I grabbed a cup of coffee and a croissant.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, I reached the headquarters. It was a huge building that faced the street. I was supposed to meet Alec here.

After looking for him in the busy street, I found him and Magnus sitting on a bench a little of the road.

"Hey guys. How are you Magnus." Magnus turned towards me, looking at me with his cat eyes. "I am good Jace. So what are y'all going to be doing." I answered quickly " I don't know Magnus. We are already running late. We can talk later okay."

He nodded and turned to embrace Alec. I looked away, not wanting to interrupt them. After waving goodbye, we walked up to the lobby. I walked up to the receptionist.

" Hi, my name is Jace. I was hoping you could tell me where Agent Karla's office is." When she looked like she wasn't sure, I gave her my charming smile that made every girl fall. She moved down putting her chest where I got a clear view of her cleavage and said in a husky voice, " It is on the third floor ."

As if I would want someone like her. I might sleep around a lot but I never mixed work and pleasure. It could cause problems.

Alec smirked at me and said, " Look at that girl. Another girl who fell into you hand Jace. You know, mom keeps telling me to get you settle down."

Oh Maryse. After I was met Alec, Maryse became like a mom to me. She has been trying to get me to settle down though I think she knew I had no plans to. We walked into the elevator and up to Karla's office. I knocked on the door and waited to be called in.

A man I had never seen before opened the door. Inside, Agent Karla was sitting at her desk.

My boss, Ben Cheney was there along with his wife Angela who works at DHS.

Last but not least, was a beautiful young women with long red curls. Man she was breathtaking. Her legs seemed to go on forever and her face had an innocent look that made her look angelic.

I was snapped out of my ogling when Agent Karla called my name. " So Jace and Alec, as I told Jace yesterday, we want you to help us on our case. Now are either of you not single."

Alec raised his hand and she seemed to be thinking. " Alright then Jace will be the one to go undercover. You and Clary, who is the women with red hair, will be working together. Your cover will be married."

I stood there shocked. Undercover. And as a husband. Wow they were serious to be sending someone to infiltrate their base. I nodded as an okay to this. Red, or Clary, also seemed to be okay.

" Okay here is the thing. This mission is going to be very unorthodox. You see Valentine and Aro own a club, Tied, which is a BDSM club.

That is our best bet for busting them. But the club has high security and the minute they think anyone is a fed, they will take them out.

That's where y'all come in. We need Jace and Clary to pose as master and slave." I was shocked.

Master and Slave. BDSM. What the hell. Can I do that. " What exactly does that mean?" Red asked, sounding as shocked as I felt.

" I am glad you asked. I know as agents you usually don't have to do anything intimate but for this, you will have to."

" Wait, we have to have sex?" I blurted out. Clary's face turned as red as her hair. Agent Karla looked nervous and said. " You have to whatever it takes."

I put my final shirt in my bag. I grabbed my cellphone but then realized I can't take anything personal. That's right. I can't take anything that says my name is Jace Wayland.

When I said I was willing to do anything, I wasn't thinking of having kinky sex. Clary seemed so nervous when she left. She looked like she was inexperienced.

Oh shit. What if she was a virgin? I have never popped anyone's cherry. I hoped she wasn't but that would explain the fear on her face.

I mean I have had some kinky sex but never anything big. I was supposed to pick up Clary in our new car, which was lite, and go to our trainers house.

It seemed like we needed to be trained . I looked at the paper that had the location and typed it on my computer. Wow! This was a really nice expensive neighborhood.

Who ever was training us was bloody rich. I walked up to my new Aston Martin Vanquish.

It seems that our trainers thought that we would need an expensive car to look rich. Oh that was our cover. We were really rich as well.

I got in a drove to Clary's apartment. It was close to where I lived. I knocked on her door and waited for her to open it.

She quickly opened the door and ushered me in. "Hey Jace. I'm almost done packing." She looked so nervous.

"Hey Clary, no matter what happens, I promise I won't hurt you." She nodded at me and went to finish packing. Her apartment looked well lived.

She had a couple of paintings on the wall. What made me stare was her hand drawings. They were really good. This girl had talent to become an artist.

She walked out with two suitcases and a bag. "Hey Clary, this pictures are really good. Did you draw them?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I draw when I feel emotional. It's my way of expressing how I feel."

I nodded understanding. When I was happy, angry, sad, I took it out by fighting. It's what I like to do.

" Ready to go?" She took a breath in and said, "As ready as I'll ever be."

We drove in silence. Soon we reached a house no a mansion. It was 4 stories tall and there was so much land. They had a gate with a guard.

I drove up to the gate and opened my window. "Hi I'm Jace. I was supposed to meet someone here." The guard called inside and let me in.

We were escorted in by two huge bodyguards. I looked at Clary and she seemed to be in awe at the property. We walked into a huge but still homely looking house.

Never in my 30 years of living had I seen such a well done house. Maryse would be in love.

We sat down on the sofa and waited for the couple.

A beautiful women and an equally handsome man walked in.

The woman was wearing a t-shirt and jeans but the man was wearing a suite. He was really tall, taller than me. He had a certain aura of authority about him. His hair was a bronze color and really messy though it suited him. His emerald eyes pierced me.

The women was a beauty with brown hair and brown eyes though not my type. The man held out his hand for me to shake and I took it.

"Hello Jace and Clary. My name is Edward Cullen and this is my wife Isabella Cullen. Welcome to your first lesson."

I nodded and waited for him to continue. "Before we start, I want us to get to know each other. It will make us more comfortable in the playroom. I presume that Jace is the dominant and Clary is the submissive."

We nodded at his question and he continued. " My name is Edward Anthony Cullen and I am 31. I am also the head of Cullen family and business.

I was 20 when I met Bella. We met at a BDSM club that I owned. I loved her from the first moment I saw her. I trained her as a submissive and then collared her.

We got married 1 year after we met. Bella was pregnant while we were engaged though we didn't find out until after our wedding. We had our son Edward Cullen jr.

We also have twin daughters. They are going to stay at my parents until this is over. Now I am going to let Bella tell you her story. It isn't pretty and is cruel."

I knew with one look the two were in love. The way they held each others hands and how they would sneak looks and smiles. Edward seemed to be reassuring Bella until she took a deep breath.

"My story is hard for me to repeat. I was born in Forks, WA. My parents Renee and Charlie got divorced soon after I was born.

I grew up with my mom who was great until she met Phil Dwyer. They soon got married and I felt my mom pull away.

Phil got her hooked on to drugs. They would come home high and soon Phil started hitting me. He told me I was burden and I should die.

One day, I yelled so hard that the neighbors heard and came to my rescue. My mom and Phil were both arrested and I was sent to live with my dad.

My dad had remarried and it was just as bad there. I wasn't beaten but I was starved. I was there maid. I still managed to get a scholarship and get away from them.

The only one who was nice to me there was my step-brother Seth. He sneak me food and stand up for me.

Once I went to college, it was good. When I was walking to my dorm one day from work, I was nearly raped.

A group of drunk boys pulled me into an alleyway. I was praying for someone to save me when Edward walked out the backdoor.

You see, the alleyway was where the backdoor to Edward's club was. He had come out for some privacy and he chased the boys away.

Slowly with his help, I healed. Seth now works for Edward. My dad and his family are living the life they deserve in jail."

I was stunned. This woman had been through hell and back. I looked over to Clary and found her to be crying. Bella was crying too. Edward looked pained and guilty.

I felt for Bella. I knew how it felt to be tortured.

" I understand what you went through Bella." I continued on to tell them about my past. When I was done, Clary and Bella were crying even more.

A silence overcame us when Edward said, "We have time to gloat later. Right now, we need to get straight to business."

Everyone nodded and wiped there eyes.

" Okay. You two have a lot to learn about this lifestyle. As you must know by now, BDSM is not abuse. It is much more than that. It is a way of living.

First of all, Jace, as a dominant, you are in charge of Clary. You control everything she does but you are also in charge of keeping her comfortable and safe.

Before I continue, let's go to my playroom." I nodded, not sure what to expect.

Edward continued, "When we go in, Bella and I will fall into role.

Bella, I want you strip and be in inspection pose. Clary, be ready to get comfortable being naked."

Naked! I would get to see a naked women without actually being with her.

Man this was crazy. We walked into up to the playroom. It was an oak door that was beautifully done.

"You guys ready?" I looked at Clary and we nodded. "As ready as we will ever be."

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